Do you know the story behind your spouse's first orgasm?

After being married to Joy for ten years, I learned about her story of her first orgasm. One night, we were lying in bed and I felt very excited. But it was "Shark Week", so sex was not allowed, which meant we needed to do something else. We climbed onto the bed, I was completely naked while she was only wearing her underwear. I lay on my side, and she sat between my buttocks. She grabbed coconut oil, scooped up a spoonful, and applied it to my semi-erect penis. As she applied it, my penis became harder and harder. Sometimes, when having sex or masturbating, we like to recall past wonderful experiences or imagine things.

"I don't know why I've never asked before," I said, relishing the feeling, "but when did you start self-stimulating?"

"Have I never told you about this?" she asked in reply. I shook my head. "We've been married for ten years. How come we never mentioned it before?"

"I don't know," I replied, relishing the way her smooth, hard penis was circling and rotating around the head of my hard penis.

She said, "Well, my first orgasm was with you. Not long after we started dating, one afternoon after school, before my parents came home, we had sex on the sofa. Everything was very exciting and new because I had never had a boyfriend before, and you were the big guy in my university, hot and sexy. Although we hadn't touched each other yet."

My penis began to hurt more intensely. I said, "Um. And then?"

She began to speed up her caressing. "As I said, we were lying on the sofa, on our sides, facing each other, with our legs intertwined. Your thighs were pressing against my hip, and my legs were also entwined with yours. We kissed very passionately, somewhat like rough rubbing. I began to feel an unprecedented sensation in my clitoris. I mean, I learned about this in my sex education class at school, but I had never masturbated before, so I wasn't quite sure."

I said, "Really? You never masturbated before we started dating? You're only 18 years old!"

She replied, "I know that, but I've always been a good girl."

"Sure," I said, "and definitely not a man. We started very young. I began to masturbate when I was about twelve or thirteen." We all laughed. I said, "Don't stop," and then laughed again.

She skillfully caressed me, her palm circling around my belt. I extended my right hand and rubbed her breasts. "Hmm, we just keep this intimate contact going. My legs are wrapped around yours, and your thighs are pressing against my hips. I can feel my clitoris starting to tremble in a new way. That feeling is really great. I'm nervous because on the one hand, I don't want to stop, but on the other hand, I'm a little scared and don't know if I should continue. I can feel your erection pressing against my abdomen. It's all so stimulating. I can't control myself. I rub you more forcefully and faster, the tremors become stronger and stronger, I become more and more moist, and then I know I'm about to reach my first climax."

"Don't stop," I moaned, "Keep going."

"All right," she said smoothly, knowing that I was close to climax and enjoying teasing me, "Let's keep kissing. I'm getting closer, closer, until I realize that if I want to stop it's too late. Suddenly my vagina contracted, and this sensation erupted from my clitoris. All my muscles contracted, and I continued rubbing your thigh. Climax! Climax! I don't know how you didn't notice because it was really big."

So, I moaned, my penis twitching, and I began to ejaculate my semen onto my abdomen and her hands. The huge, huge ropes splashed onto my shoulders and chest, leaving a large pool around my navel.

"Like this, honey," I released her and she uttered a low voice, " ejaculate for me. Mmm."

After I finished speaking, she let go of me. We looked at each other and smiled, then said: "I love you."