Masturbation Monday #1
A while ago Sean came across the term "Masturbation Monday" and ever since has been sure to ask me to masturbate him each Monday. This has been rather enjoyable and has, in some way, brought me closer to him. Around a week and a half ago, Sean decided that perhaps I should masturbate myself, so last Monday was my first time. He had previously told me that I should take some time to myself, relax, find something that turns me on and just go with the flow. That sounded wonderful.
Monday quickly approached and I managed to keep my mind off of the deed for most of the day. That is, until the evening. As soon as Sean realised the day of the week, the porn was playing on the PC, he was sat at the desk with his jeans round his ankles and I was sat by his feet. We browsed around X-Tube for a bit ("How do you know about that?" Sean asked me. Well, I am the admin over at BlogStormz!... I'm therefore 'in the know' when it comes to free adult sites...) and quickly found something that Sean liked. I sat at his feet, shyly touching myself, not making much noise. All of a sudden I felt like I was sat up on a pedestal, with an audience. Not my idea of a relaxing time. Sean carried on browsing, stopping now and then at a clip he liked. He often asked me if I liked what we were watching - trying to get me to open up about what I wanted to see. I didn't want to say that I liked the clip showing a double penetration from behind. I felt too flustered, too embarrassed, and in a way turned off by the attention Sean was giving me. I wanted to go and hide in the bedroom with one of my naughty books and flick quickly to a chapter I knew would get me hot.
Masturbation has never been my forte. Perhaps because I've been with Sean since I was 14 - around the age that I expect most teens start experimenting. Because Sean was making me hot anyway, I didn't feel the need to masturbate that often. And when I did it was a very quick, unsatisfying affair that ended with no orgasm because I caused myself to be too sensitive to touch. That's what it still is to me. And I desperately need to overcome it. I sometimes wonder if it'd be better if I had some kind of toy to help me, but I realise I need the basics first before advancing to that weird and wonderful world.
So my first Masturbation Monday ended with Sean's sperm over my boobs, which I enjoyed by the way, and no orgasm for me. Not that I really tried. This Monday I'm on my period (I have been on for three Christmases in a row now, damnit), so my next Masturbation Monday will be the 1st. Hopefully, I'll be seeing in the New Year as I mean to go on!

