Thursday, 17 Jan 2019

The Story of My First Orgasm

The Story of My First Orgasm

MARION, Germany

“I WOULD GO TO THE TOILET AND BRING MYSELF TO ORGASM”

Orgasm is the most intensely pleasurable bodily feeling I know. Today I would like to share my sex experience with you and tell you about my first orgasm. When I am anticipating it, I immediately start to smile—probably because orgasm makes me happy. An orgasm is the building up of energy focused on a certain point: my vagina. All the body’s available energy is channeled toward this one direction. It’s a conscious decision: you allow or command energy to flow. The energy buildup becomes so great that at one point, it needs to discharge into the universe. Afterward you feel release and freedom. That’s one way of describing an orgasm (first orgasm). The other way I see an orgasm is not so dependent upon a conscious buildup but is more natural. It’s not as hard or as brutal as the willpower version.

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First Orgasm

The Story of My First Orgasm. When the buildup is more natural, it might happen or it might not happen, it might go away again. This way of experiencing an orgasm makes me happier and happens while I am completely relaxed. I don’t have the tension of concentrating everything on one point—I don’t need to apply so much effort, it builds up by itself—but I need to allow it to happen. This orgasm is created by touch. The touch can be very subtle. Several times it happened while experiencing a massage; once it even happened by just being touched and moving lightly in the water. I have noticed that there are certain points of my body that react stronger than others. When the body is ready, touch causes a strong stream of energy to flow directly to my vagina, creating the orgasm (first orgasm). It can happen within seconds and might probably not even be noticed by the person who creates it in me.

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First Orgasm

I see both of these possibilities as different ways of reaching the same result, to loosen tension, and each has its own attraction. One way is more military; you take control of yourself and exhort a powerful reaction. The other is more natural, more democratic, and has more opportunities for interaction and communication, which I like more in sex and erotic activities. The first doesn’t depend on anyone else—you can do it yourself, and everything is used as required. The second needs communication, arousal, touch—it’s more playful in lots of ways.I can still remember my first orgasm, but I remember the act more than the feeling.

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First Orgasm

The Story of My First Orgasm. It was about a year after I had first read about orgasms in a liberal newspaper that was “in” at the time. I was still a girl and didn’t really have any idea of what an orgasm was. The newspaper articles said, “I had 20 orgasms,” but I had not had a single one, let alone 20! I wanted to find out more, but didn’t know how. Somehow I discovered some books in my parents’ wardrobe, and they included some descriptions of how women could create orgasms with bananas and other objects. So I thought I should use something but didn’t feel like using a banana—not clean enough in a household where you were taught to always wash your hands!

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First Orgasm

Altogether, I did not dare to touch “it” with my hand. It was a taboo zone and had no name with a positive connotation. I decided to use the blunt end of a pencil. I don’t know why I chose a pencil—perhaps it was the only instrument I felt allowed to use. I was probably 12 years old, maybe 13, and not being able to talk about it, I had to do the research on my own, with my body as the object. As I did not want to destroy my hymen, I tried my clitoris. I was alone, and confident that I would not be disturbed. It took a while until I could feel the orgasm (first orgasm) coming: the blood was concentrating in that specific region more and more, and thus I closed my eyes, as the blood also seemed to leave my head.

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First Orgasm

The Story of My First Orgasm. There was no passion involved; I was just in bed, with a blanket over me. After a while I relaxed and allowed myself to get more into the feeling, and eventually brought about my first orgasm. I felt relieved to know that I had made it and had recognized it. My strongest orgasms occurred in times of extreme stress or conflict, especially when I was a student. I had to finish my master’s thesis and felt under pressure, both to produce good results and time pressure. At the same time, I was in the middle of a big personal dilemma: my present husband had wanted to begin a relationship with me, although he was married at the time. He had a wife and two children, and it was against my upbringing and my principles to get involved with a man who was already married.

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First Orgasm

However, I trusted him, and we had a warm relationship. I had known him for about a year and a half, and we had worked together for the last six months of that. He was a respectable man and I liked him, but his wish sparked off a big conflict within me. I wanted to trust him and take up his proposal—I was single and looking for a partner, and I was interested in a man! But it was against my rules. Between trying to make progress with my thesis and wanting to see the man about whom I felt passionately, the tension built up, and I began drinking beer to calm myself down—German beer is good for that. Then I discovered a way to get rid of it, at least when the tension was too much to bear while working in the university library: I would go to the toilet and bring myself to orgasm. Those were my strongest orgasms.

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First Orgasm

The Story of My First Orgasm. Sometimes I felt like I could no longer feel any pain. I felt so tense that a knifepoint wouldn’t have any effect against my tension. And so the orgasms were strong. I did it again and again in order to be able to work. After the first orgasm, the others are easy to create, mostly within seconds. I was lucky I could do that, or else I might have become ill as a result of the tension. It helped me to continue to function in my life. This is one of the nicest parts of the orgasm effect: that the blood flows everywhere after the orgasm (first orgasm) has taken place. So at that time my orgasms were a way of finding release from the pressure of my needs and morals. I always created them with my clitoris, as this was the easiest and quickest way for me. I found that by producing orgasms, I could release most of this stress—at least out of my body—and regain my balance. Blood was then evenly circulating in all parts of me—after orgasm. I need to be alone and usually cannot create them when somebody is with me—unless the person has unlimited time, patience, and interest in me.

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First Orgasm

When I was a child, I was forbidden to have fantasies. Fantasies, so I was told, were for fantastic people; they were outside of this world and would not achieve anything but dreams, and fail. Only real life counts. Later, I realized the importance of fantasies for orgasm (first orgasm), and discovered that I could reach orgasm more easily and more intensely by having them. It took courage to accept those fantasies which are erotic for me, as they usually have to do with several men, not only one man. These men are always keen on having sex with me—they sort of need it—and they are part of my dream life but nobody I know in real life. I do not see their faces, but I feel their desire and see their bodies. The one I enjoyed a lot for a while was being a queen and having chosen men from my country to make children.

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First Orgasm

The Story of My First Orgasm. They are waiting for me, and they all want to be with me because I am so beautiful and powerful. I lie on an altar covered with roses. When it has to be hot and quick, I imagine that I’m lying on a table. The whole purpose is the sexual act. I do not need to worry about right or wrong, as in this fantasy we are dedicated to the higher purpose of creating children for the country. I hope that free discourse about orgasm (first orgasm) will be an important part of our future. Many problems can be solved or eased by it. If I cannot sleep, I induce orgasm, and this release easily brings me to sleep. For a lot of people, this would be a way to find relaxation, sleep, and happiness—if they were allowed or if they would allow themselves to experience their orgasms freely. It would be a release from a taboo. I think that people will be much happier by being able to share and by being free.

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First Orgasm

“Orgasm Interviews on Intimacy”

Marion Schneider

 

 

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