*DATE* Miss J and the Joys of Masturbation

Miss J rocks. She is the most confident, frank and sensual person I have ever met and she has a way of really putting people at ease. Miss J seemed very concerned by the fact that I have never had an orgasm. There, I’ve said it. Never. Not once. A few times I thought I may have done but I wasn’t sure. Talking to Miss J clarified that I did not. She said that sometimes when a girl is close to climaxing it can feel very similar, which is certainly something to be grateful for, but that if I’d actually had a proper orgasm there would be no doubt in my mind that I had done. Miss J seemed to know an awful lot about orgasms and I think if I’d given her the chance she would have actually shown me how to do it! (although probably not in Borders coffee shop, which is where we met – sorry to all those who have been staking out the Turf in the hope of spotting me.) She had worked out a whole strategy to help me maximize the potential for having an orgasm the first time I have sex. It started with learning to orgasm alone (which was broken down into detailed steps) and then bringing myself to orgasm in front of a man, then letting a man try to bring me to orgasm with his fingers or tongue and then, once that was achieved, attempting to orgasm through what I used to term “real sex.” I can’t imagine touching myself up in front of a man, I would be so embarrassed! I think first I’d better focus on step one and then I can always choose to skip step two if I still don’t feel comfortable when I get there. Miss J had many suggestions for how to achieve step one. She was really keen for me to use the Rampant Rabbit that Mr. Generous gave me, (which is still in it’s original packaging, unopened,) but I find the idea of putting something other than my fingers, or someone else’s body parts inside me a bit disgusting. Miss J really couldn’t understand how I’d never had an orgasm before so she asked me all sorts of personal questions. I would have been too embarrassed to answer but she made me feel so comfortable that it was fine. When I told her how I touch myself she completely understood why I wasn’t having orgasms. She said I should try to start with clitoral orgasms. I can’t believe I’m writing this!

We talked for ages and we had such a good laugh that I suppose we must have got quite loud because I suddenly looked around and noticed that half of the coffee shop were looking at us. I was so embarrassed but Miss J didn’t seem at all bothered.
I think I’ll see Miss J again because we had such a good time together this afternoon.