Under what conditons did you have your first orgasm?

It was interesting to read other comments from ladies who experienced much the same as me. I found at night I would often be touching the outside of my knickers that started to feel nice at the age of about 9 or 10. However the strange feelings I started to get were a bit scary, especially when my knickers started to get wet. I thought I must have something wrong with me peepee and I knew I could not tell my mum about anything like this. So when I was just past 11, when I was given my first "real junior orgasm" in a game of rude doctors it was turning point to me as I learnt that what I had been doing in bed was fine. I have already written this down in another discussion and it is in my life's sexual history that I have been writing since lock down started

At least the first one I remember.

I think I was in 6th grade (though it could have been early in the 7th) which would have put me at 11 years old (or 12 years old if it was 7th grade). Anyway, I'd discovered that rubbing the underside of the base of my penis felt really good when I got hard but that was about as far as I took it, initially.

I came home from school one day and was hot and sweaty. I stripped out of my clothes and went and took a shower before sitting down at my new desk to do some homework. After getting out of the shower, I toweled off part way to get much of the water off me, got my underwear out of the chest of drawers, went to my bedroom (formerly the den), tossed my underwear onto my bed, and closed both doors (one to the kitchen and the other to the hallway). Sometimes I would lay naked on my bed feeling the coolness of the sheets as the rest of the water evaporated from my skin.

I didn't yet have a "real chair" for my desk, but I did have an antiqued wooden chair that we had recovered from our storage building on our farm when my dad sold the farm. It didn't have any padding for the seat. It was painted this semi-gloss antiqued light green color. On this day, for some reason, I didn't put my underwear and my clothes on. Rather, I pulled the chair up to the desk, got my books out and prepared to do my homework (naked). I must have been working on spelling/vocabulary because I remember that I had our Funk and Wagnalls dictionaries out (two-volumes. For those of you who are old enough "Look that up in your Funk and Wagnalls").

I would get these hormone induced raging hard-ons (though I didn't have one at this particular moment). But it was very nice sitting on this cool chair doing my homework naked. Sometime during this homework session I got the idea to take my penis, stretch it, and fold it and the scrotal sac under me so that the my penis head reach back towards (and made contact with) my anus. The feeling of these sensations coming from the underside of my penis, my perineum and my anus was "electric." I immediately started to get erect but with my penis folded under me in that way, the ability to "spring upward" was prevented. Rather I could feel my penis get warmer, larger, and longer. Very quickly the pre-cum started coming out of the tip of my penis helping to lubricate the chair's surface as I rocked back and forth. The "top" of the head of my penis was in contact with the chair seat surface as I slid slightly back and forth in a rocking motion. The underside of the tip of my penis was in contact with the outer anal sphincter muscles with some slight penetration. And finally, the "underside" of my penis was in contact with the perineum. All of this provided a very pleasant and intense set of sensations as I gently slid and rocked on the chair. I don't know how long I did this and enjoyed the sensations it was providing as it was a "fight" between releasing my penis and scrotum from under me and continuing the sensations I was experiencing.

I had been enjoying this sensation for some period of time when, all of a sudden, it started to get very, very intense. I liked it and kept going. The more I continued, the more intense and better it felt until, all of a sudden, there was this incredibly intense wave of sensations and a pulsation of the muscles in my pelvic floor and through the length of my folded penis. I became aware of some very warm liquid pulsing out of my penis "wetting" the chair and the area around the tip of my penis and anus. Things seemed suddenly more lubricated and I felt the "chills" and tingling through my body. I didn't know what happened in that moment except that I really liked it. As the sensation subsided and my penis began to get a bit flaccid, I finally stood up.

I looked at the chair and there was a small "puddle" of this somewhat thick white milky fluid on the seat. I was also between my butt cheeks and it had shot out the open back of the chair onto the rug and the edge of the bed behind the chair. I wiped up what was on the rug and my bed, but left what was on the chair and what was still dripping out of the tip of my penis. I knew "what" an orgasm was from the description. I just didn't know how it feel or how it would show up. As the milky fluid seemed to turn more clear and less viscous, I wondered if I could repeat this sequence to feel the sensations again.

I folded my penis and scrotum under me once again and sat on the puddle of liquid (now quite cool). This time there was a lot more lubrication as my folded under penis tried to get hard again. It took longer the second time and gave me a chance to extend the sensations. But the sudden rush at the end was just as intense. This time I sat back just a bit more as I reached orgasm to keep the liquid from shooting out the back of the chair. The tip of my penis was more squarely set against the outer muscles of my anus as each pulse shot out of me. I assumed that not much went into my rectum but it sure felt good.

After that day I started learning other ways to reach orgasm both faster and slower by rubbing myself. But that first orgasm gave "doing my homework" a completely different look.

Not her first orgasm but her first G-Spot orgasm.

Very early when my wife and I were dating we were laying in bed after a fuck and talking about orgasms. She said she didn't think that she had a G-Spot and had never experienced anything like that with past lovers. I fingered her and she experienced a wild orgasm like never before. As she lay there panting trying to recover I said, "And that, my Dear is your G-Spot!" Still recovering she said "How did you do that?" I didn't answer but immediately finger fucked her to another until she begged, "no more, no more."

Since then she would ask me to "Find it" .

My pleasure.

My first orgasm was the result of a wet dream. I was about 12 and in the warmer months, I always slept wearing a t-shirt and cut-off jeans. I vividly remember waking up very early on a Saturday morning, but really didn't feel well rested so I didn't get out of bed right away. I dozed off again and fell back asleep really soundly. A few hours later I woke up erect and semen was pulsing out into my pants! Boy, what a feeling, I had a total release, the first one ever! I never felt anything like it and felt so good after, I kept thinking about it that whole day. I realized what had happened, learning about wet dreams from sex-ed classes, but I never thought that it could happen to me. I was hoping that this would now be a regular occurrence, but after a few weeks with nothing, I began to experiment with masturbation to enjoy that great feeling and I guess you could say, The rest is history!!

I experienced orgasms around eight years of age. I found that if I humped my pillow in bed that I got an orgasm and peed a little when it happened. I liked the peeing part so I could wet somewhat by accident. I had my first ejaculation of semen when I was thirteen in my makeshift diaper.

I had dry orgasms before puberty. My first actual ejaculation was jacking off after a doctor's appointment. I had gotten home and gone to my room to do it, expecting to be right back out for dinner but - POW - I had a mess to clean up.

You know, I really envy most of you guys. My first orgasm ended in disaster. so I could only experience it, during the next three-and-a-half years, during wet dreams (and none of those were good ones).

I posted this originally in another thread, but it's relevant here:

Mine was just a few months before my sixteenth birthday. It was while I was living in a college dorm for a month for a summer science program. I had never had anything like communal showers before, and this still wasn't quite communal, but each suite had two bedrooms per shower, with two guys per bedroom. The shower wasn't in a separate bathroom, but rather just at the end of the hall connecting the two bedrooms with only a shower curtain providing any privacy. The program assigned roommates and suite mates by age, and we were the youngest room and suite, but on top of that, I was also the latest bloomer. Over the course of that month, I never saw my roommate completely naked, but he was always wearing nothing more than tighty whities, and I could tell his penis was as big soft as mine was hard (and he was the youngest guy in the program!). However, I did get to see my very cute Thai-American suite mate getting out of the shower once. I was wearing somewhat baggy jeans per the 1992 style, so he didn't notice my penis becoming fully erect faster than I think ever before or ever since. But as soon as he got dressed and left, and I had the suite to myself, I lay down on my bed and started rubbing my throbbing penis. I was not even wrapping my hand around the shaft. Just my palm was rubbing the underside, pressing it against my lower abs. I started first on top of my jeans, then reached into my jeans without even unbuttoning or unzipping them (I miss being that skinny), and finally reached into my underpants. Once my hand was touching my penis and scrotum, I doubt it took even a minute before I ejaculated, for the very first time. Since I had finished my sophomore year of high school, I knew intellectually from freshman health class what was going on, piecing together the jerk-off version of air-guitar hand motion my friends would do, and realizing that wrapping my fingers around the shaft worked even better. I basically went from asexual to obsessive in terms of sexual curiosity, attraction, masturbation, etc. in that one summer when I was fifteen, making up for all the lost time the previous couple of years when all my friends had figured out this stuff more gradually.

I recall my first ejaculation and associated mind-blowing orgasm while I sat at my desk in third grade at the age of eight. This was, I believe, the only time in my life that I achieved orgasm without intention and without the mental stimulation that might come from interaction with a partner, or through pure mental visualization. “A pure innocent virgin orgasm.” This orgasm occurred solely from physical friction. At that age I was very high energy and often performed repetitive actions like popping a knee up and down by frenetically flexing my ankle and heel up and down. And the friction caused by that tugging of my pants leg did the trick. One moment I was part of the class activity, the next moment I was wobbly in my seat, flushed, hot, eyes blinking, disoriented and confused by the enormous energy I had just experienced. I was actually frightened. When I “returned” to that room, after what seemed like forever, I immediately felt self-conscious, that my classmates and, much worse, the teacher, were aware of my agitation because they were all there watching me while I was “gone.” So they must all have noticed and I would suffer humiliation. But no one was staring at me as I woke up from this powerful daydream. No one was pointing and laughing. There was, however, the obvious (to me) slimy mess in my underwear that I still had to worry about, though. It wasn't long after that I started fondling myself in bed every night, thinking about certain adult women in our neighborhood. And my “thoughts,” even at that young age, always involved bondage, enemas and ass play (or what I considered ass play at the time.) I was a bit precocious in this way. [Hint: my mother was a surgical nurse.]

Between 11 and 12:00 or so I started having wet dreams and it didn't take me long to figure out I could do it myself.

Not proud of it but I was 11 or so, in a hotel jacuzzi. I took down my trunks and got aroused by the bubbles. Another guest was approaching so as I scrabbled to get my trunks back up I came. I felt dazed for hours after.

Not proud of it but I was 11 or so, in a hotel jacuzzi. I took down my trunks and got aroused by the bubbles. Another guest was approaching so as I scrabbled to get my trunks back up I came. I felt dazed for hours after.

Oh oh, Jacuzzis are such secret places to do something forbitten under water. Don't not want to know how many cumshots are flown away in hot tubs.

Don't worry, there are excellent filters and cleaning systems.

I Too, posted this originally in another thread. That said, it was my first orgasm and it was an unintentional one at that. I was invited to sleep over a friend's house a he was invited to sleep over in a tent. The three of us slept in the tent with me in the middle. I was laying on my stomach and woke up to find the other boy's fingers pressing on my hard cock. He had his fingers wedged between my cock and the tent floor. The orgasm woke me up. I was so young, that nothing came out. For months afterwards I would use two fingers to maserbate the same way the boy did it to me as I did not think of stroking my cock at the time. So, yes, my first orgasm was a gay orgasm, and by the way, that boy was one of the “boys” that hung out with our catholic priest (but that's for another thread).

Don't worry, there are excellent filters and cleaning systems.

That's good to know lol. Not my proudest moment, but a good one.

I was very young. I loved exploring my body. Probably in between 10 and 12 Years old. At that time, every word or situation, book text, or photo, made me very excited. The description of the kiss led me to orgasm. That was 60 years ago.

I was 10 and I’d read, probably in some trashy novel, about a woman making herself orgasm by letting the water from the bathtub faucet pound her clit. That’s how I had my first orgasm and that’s how I would masturbate for years. Because it was always in the bathtub, I had no idea that I was creating my own wetness until the first time I made myself orgasm by rubbing my clit before I went to sleep one night. I remember being shocked at how wet I made my panties.

I recall the first time I ‘discovered’ the pleasures of beating off. I was home alone (naturally) and, for some reason, I was rubbing against a magazine photo (I don’t recall which, though I’m certain it was of a woman). Then, as they say, I was overcome (overcum?) by the strongest and most pleasurable feeling I had ever experienced in my short life. I guess I instinctively knew there was something shameful and private about what had just happened since I didn’t mention it to my brother, who was two years older. After I cleaned up, I just knew I had to do that again (and again and again.). I don’t recall how I explained the stain on the magazine or on my pants, but I doubt anyone asked as we weren’t the kind of family where sex was openly discussed.

I was overcome (overcum?) by the strongest and most pleasurable feeling I had ever experienced in my short life. I guess I instinctively knew there was something shameful and private

That's so sorry when young people guess their awakening sexuality as something shameful or dirty. Would like when adults accept a young sexualtity as something wonderful and important for a youth teen. World would be better when the forbidden aura ends. Like many others I found my first orgasm as pleasurable and wow!!!

That's so sorry when young people guess their awakening sexuality as something shameful or dirty. Would like when adults accept a young sexualtity as something wonderful and important for a youth teen. World would be better when the forbidden aura ends. Like many others I found my first orgasm as pleasurable and wow!!!

Would sure be an improvement over my own experience.

My cousin showed me the bump, aka the clitoris. We were having a sleepover and I walked in after she just finished.

She was 9 and I was 7. She didnt understand everything, just that it felt good. She showed me what to do and yes, it felt good. That was my first orgasm

Sunday night bath time. Experimenting with the flow of water as in previous weeks it had been “nice”. Suddenly it beCAME very nice. A fascination with and enjoyment of shower masturbation has stayed with me ever since.

I was young I believe 10 and it was from experimentation with a similarly aged boy at a sleepover. That was also the start of puberty

I had just turned 7 and was rubbing my balls and started to get really hard. In about 3 minutes I came really hard and it felt just great.

I must venture a guess and say somewhere between the ages and 7 to 9 tears old. In the bath tub. One evening I realized a very pleasant sensation when my penis squeezed or rubbed between my soapy thighs. I began to experiment and nightly I would rub my penis against my inner thigh of my left leg. I'm certain that those were my first orgasms without ejaculation.

Later, when I was about 11 or 12 I was doing my inner thigh rubbing and something discharged from my penis. It felt great; but scared the hell out of me. I didn't know what that stuff was! Scared, I reported the event to my mother. I was told “not worry about it.” That's another story.

I was at my grandparents house I was about 11. In the bathroom just shirt and socks on, laying on the bathmat giving myself an enema, douche nozzle up my butt, clip on the hose open. First time I took the whole bag just warm water, then got this tingling in my penis and felt like I had to pee right now. Just some really light yellow/white stuff came out. IT felt really good but also scared me, thought I'd broken me with the large enema. Found out later that I had cum.

I was probably 9 or 10. I remember I had been touching myself for quite some time but one day it just felt really good. I didn’t want to stop. When I came, I had absolutely no idea what happened! I didn’t want to ask my mom about it but I definitely wanted to repeat it as often as possible. We went on vacation one summer to a family friends house. She lived on the beach and I accidentally left my swimsuit behind. When she sent it to me, she also include a book “All About Sex”. It fell out of the box and my mom put it away “for later”. I found it that night and read the whole thing cover to cover! I found out what I had been doing and realized I wasn’t doing anything wrong! Lol!

I learned about the “Birds and the Bees” from a friend of my older brother. He once demonstrated masturbation to me.

I tried it later, but failed because I was too young at the time, and my penis was way too small to grab well.

Shortly after, I reached puberty and it grew ….. much to my surprise.

I was successful somewhere around 11 or 12 ….. probably on the john or in the shower.

I started having them wet dreams and then about a couple weeks later I figured I'd like to do it myself around 11 years old

About 12 and it was at school,what a sensation.