Date: Tue, 20 Dec 2005 05:48:27 +1000
From: Elky Matthews <elkylioness@gmail.com>
Subject: Playing Doctor

This is a true story about my childhood and a few of my experiences with
masturbation and sex when I was growing up. Enjoy.

My sister and me are about 11 months apart. When we were little our parents
would bathe us together to save time like every other family. We would have
fun splashing and playing in the water. I can still remember scooping up
water in plastic containers and cups and splashing it around. Our parents
always made sure the water was warm and nice.

My sister (being older than me) knew a little bit more about what was
between our legs than I did, and I looked up to her. Our parents had
attached a rubber piece of pipe to the tap on the bath, which acted as a
hose so we could spray the water around. I noticed my sister had started
putting the hose between her legs under the water when the bath was still
filling up. At the time it didn't really interest me, I thought she was
just playing. When I look back on it now I know she was doing more than
just playing. She would spread her legs under the water while sitting up,
not really paying attention to me, and move the flow of water around her
hole and clit. She never made any noise so I'm not sure if she came or not,
but the thought of it now, the fact she was doing it because she knew it
felt good, makes me very hot. When I masturbate I still think about her
little hands holding that hose under the water and her pussy lips
fluttering with the force of it, and I come quickly.

One bathtime my sister introduced me to a game she called "Doctor". We
would take turns being the doctor and patient. If I played the doctor, I
would ask her what seemed to be the problem. She would make something up,
and I would tell her to hop up on the "inspection table". This would prompt
her to lean back, facing me at one end of the bathtub and her at the other,
spread her legs and put each leg on either side of the bathtub, completely
exposing herself to me, and then wriggling down so her pussy was about 30cm
from my face. She would tell me to touch it. So I would put my little
fingers on her hairless pussy and rub it around. I didn't know exactly
where to go then, but I mainly rubbed around her inner labia and then move
up to her clit. I would ask her where it felt good. She would say to move
up a little, or over, and then when I rubbed the right spot she would say
"there" and I would rub it for a little while. I don't think she came, I
wouldn't do it for very long, and then it would be my turn (I always looked
forward to it) and we would switch places. I would put my legs up on the
sides of the bathtub, and she would be looking at my pussy. She would move
her little fingers around my labia and around my clit, or wherever I told
her it felt good. I don't think I ever came either, I just remember it
feeling tingly and nice.

Eventually she would go back to the hose though, and at that age I didn't
know how to make myself feel good so I would just play with the little
boats and plastic toys floating on the water. I would ask her every
bathtime if she wanted to play Doctor, and she rarely said yes, but I loved
it whenever we did.

Finally I did learn how to do it myself, when I was about 7 or 8. My little
clit was so sensitive, I could only touch myself down there while I was
lying on my stomach in bed, with my whole hand I would rub my slit, after I
could hear my sister's slow steady breathing of sleep. I would move my
pelvis up and down on my hand underneath my pajamas, and I would breath
very fast. I would usually do this until I fell asleep. A few times I had
tried to do it on my back, touching my tiny clit directly with my fingers,
but it was far too sensitive and I could only stand it for a few
seconds. As I got older though, it became easier and I could rub it for
longer and longer. When I was about 10 I could rub it properly until I
came. I wouldn't put my fingers inside or anything, I would just rub my
clit with my middle and ring fingers very fast, and I would move my hips up
and down in time with the movement of my hand. I remember I used to get the
most wonderful feeling after I came, my entire body would just relax and I
felt like I was floating on a cloud. It felt like everything in the world
was going to be alright. This was probably why I did it almost every night,
for the feelings in my pussy and whole body during and after. By this time
I had my own room and I could do it at almost any time without
interruption.

I got older and started filling out, my body was maturing and I began to
masturbate in riskier places, as I was almost constantly horny due to my
raging hormones. My father owned a beautiful piece of land in the country,
surrounded by mountains. There wasn't much to do, as I was fairly used to
the city life and being able to talk to my school friends online and see
movies occasionally. My family would go down there some weekends for peace
and quiet, but it was boring for me. I was 13 at the time, and it was
torture in the tiny house we had, trying to find a moment's privacy to
satisfy myself, so I would go exploring. I would wander around the
property, looking at the things in my Dad's tool shed and chasing our
neighbour's cattle. One day I was sitting on the trailbike my dad used to
get around the paddocks (we had a lot of land) and pretending to drive
it. The trailbike was sitting outside, behind one of my Dad's sheds, a
little far from the house where my family was. I had my legs on either side
of the bike of course, my hands on the handlebars and my pussy was pressed
against the seat. I noticed that if I moved my hips back and forth it felt
really good, rubbing my slit on the seat through my pants. I would rub it
faster and faster, I could feel my panties getting damp and the suspension
on the bike would squeak a little with my thrusts. After a little of this I
decided it would feel even better if I took off my pants and rubbed it
directly through my panties, so I did, hopped back on the bike and started
thrusting again. I did it harder and harder, breathing fast and trying not
to make much noise. Eventually I felt my little stomach muscles cramping,
and the familiar rush through my body as I came in my panties. The seat of
the bike was a little shiny with my cum, so I wiped it with a rag before I
put my pants on and went back to the house. I did that a few times when we
went down to our property, but no one ever suspected.

By the time I was 16 I'd been thrown head on into the world of crushes,
relationships and sex. I hadn't had sex, but a lot of my friends were doing
it, and I knew I wanted to/would end up doing it eventually. I'd noticed a
few boys, they did interest me sexually on a certain level, but I was
definitely more interested in girls. At school I used to catch myself
staring at a girl's breasts or imagining what her pussy felt like during
class, and I'd have to try hard to concentrate and focus on the
subject. Being a gay or bisexual wasn't very socially accepted in my
school, so my close friends and me would have to be very discreet when
discussing the subject of other girls. I knew a few other girls who were
bisexual in our school, and became close friends with a few of them, making
out at parties and going to local youth groups together. I never actually
had a steady girlfriend until I met Sonja.

I'd been told I was pretty, beautiful even, and had a decent body, but I
was rather shy and usually waited for the girls to choose me. Sonja was a
year older than me and had art the same time as I did, in the adjacent
classroom. I knew she was bisexual through my friends and a few rumors, and
we became quite close. She asked me out eventually, and we went on a few
dates, making out and feeling each other up in the back of movie theatres
like all good teenagers know best. After a couple of weeks she invited me
over to her house for a sleepover. We both knew something was going to
happen, and it excited me immensely. We cuddled on the couch watching
movies for a while, and when she started to fall asleep on me I suggested
we go upstairs. She agreed and we quietly (her mum was sleeping) made our
way up to her bedroom. I lay on her bed as she switched off the lights, and
she came over and snuggled her body against mine. We started kissing, and
it drove me crazy how she would make me excited by sucking and gently
nibbling on my lower lip. She teased me with that for a long time, and
finally I couldn't take it anymore. I got on top of her and slid my thigh
between her legs, pressing it into her pussy, and pushing mine down onto
her leg. She began to make little noises and slid her hands up my back
pulling up my t-shirt. I sat up and pulled it off for her, and we began
kissing again. She took off my bra also after a little while, threw it
aside and cupped my breasts in her hands, gently pinching my nipples. Her
hands moved to my shoulders and she pushed me back onto the bed and got on
top of me, rubbing her thigh hard against my pussy and moving her hands
back to my breasts. I took off her shirt and bra, and began rubbing and
pinching her nipples also. Obviously she must've noticed how her touching
my nipples was driving me crazy and guessed at how sensitive they were. She
moved her mouth from mine down to them and began sucking on one while
squeezing and pinching the other, alternating every so often. I was just
about to come from her just touching them when she stopped, and decided she
wanted my pants off as well. She sat back on her heels, undid my buttons
and pulled them off in one swift motion. Immediately her hand was between
my legs rubbing my extremely wet pussy through my panties. Later on she
told me her head was swimming when she felt it for the first time, because
it was just so wet, all because of her. She rubbed it for a long time, just
listening to the little moans I was letting out, but finally she moved her
hand up, over and inside my panties and slid a finger inside me. She moved
it in and out a few times, still kissing me passionately while occasionally
stopping to see the expression on my face. Her finger then traced its way
around my hole and up to my clit, which she rubbed hard (and harder at my
command) and my stomach muscles began to cramp. She watched my face and
listened to me moaning loudly as I came, then after I calmed down a little,
she took her fingers out and sucked my cum off them. I just closed my eyes
and smiled, it was so perfect. I kissed her and tasted my cum on her
tongue, then she sat back and just stared at my body for a long time with a
little smile on her face. It was the most exciting thing I've ever
experienced.

I'm 19 now and still with Sonja. She still makes me as happy as she always
did, and I hope I'll stay with her for many more years to come. Those were
a few of my stories. If you have any comments, questions or suggestions you
can email me at .