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Now That's My Kind of Porn!

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Age: 22 Posted on: 24 Jan 2022 4 comments
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For the longest time, I didn't understand the appeal of porn. I was also naïve enough to think that it was just videos of a bunch of trashy girls doing things normal girls wouldn't do. Looking at pictures made even less sense to me. An old boyfriend had some tapes that he watched, but they just made me giggle. 'Nobody does that!' But it put him in the mood & I'm usually in the mood, so I just thought 'whatever works.'

Then, I got to college, and things were a lot more openly discussed. I was enlightened by a few parties that had girl-on-girl videos playing in the background. I didn't mind, and neither did anyone else it seemed. We sat around drinking and talking, and the conversation inevitably turned to the girls on the screen. I had forgotten about them, but as a friend...let's call him Alex... started talking about different types of porn and what worked for him, it became the hot topic of conversation. Everyone started talking about their favorite porn & what gave them that special tingle.

It came my turn to discuss, and I was so blown away by the things I had never realized were able to turn me on that I just kind of sat in silence until I realized I had attracted attention. 'Sorry, I was watching the girls. Is it my turn already?' Everyone just laughed and went back to their conversations. Alex and I sat on the couch watching the girls and talking about 'that feeling.' I realized that the reason videos and pictures didn't work for me was because the casting was not appealing to me. He told me to try reading romance novels, and see how I reacted. I blushed a little. I've been reading them for a very long time, and it works. He said next time I read one I should savor it, and take the time to enjoy myself while I'm reading it. I did.

So, now when I read I wrap the sheets tightly around me with a pillow between my legs. I can grind against them while I get through the good parts, and my hands are free to keep turning the page. I get so wet reading about these fantasy men and what they can do for their women. The more details, the wetter I get until I don't care what's on the next page. I have to stop and take care of my imagination and the physical needs it creates. I've always been a bookworm & this just gives me more incentive to read.

Then the other night, my friend...Mike, told me about Solo Touch, and challenged me to write something worth the kind of reaction reading gives me. I posted about my 'vanity' and the first time I was ever able to make myself fully orgasm. Today, I was reading some of the other stories and techniques others had posted on Solo. I read until I couldn't stand it anymore, then I went to fill up the bathtub for a little assistance.

Once I got in the tub and turned on the jets, I was instantly as aroused as I had been while I was reading. The water was hot enough to make me sweat a little. I sent Mike a text while I was in the tub to let him know how glad I was that he shared the site with me. I used the jets to massage the lower part of my pussy while I played with my clit. For about twenty minutes I played, swapping up and penetrating myself while the warm water rushed against my clit. The combo was fantastic, and I went back to my clit with my other hand so I could feel both at the same time. I rubbed myself for another few minutes before I got that jolt just before an orgasm. I couldn't decide if I wanted to ease off and make it last longer or stay as I was. Instead I intensified it. I rubbed my clit twice as hard and twice as fast while I kept penetrating deeper. There was a lot on my mind, and all of it helped send me over the edge. I thought about Mike and our conversations. The orgasm just kept coming until I couldn't control my hands, so I laid back in the tub and let the jets run over me while I finished.

I had to make myself get up and get back to my day, but I stayed horny (and moist) all day. I took care of myself two more times during the day, but not as intensely as my morning bath. I can't wait for my next day off so I can have another morning like this one. Next time, I may set my laptop on a table by the tub so I can read while I take a bath.