Creamy Tart, Part 1

by cs.unwin

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Ever since I can remember I have needed to be the centre of attention. I always needed to be noticed. I was that girl who would at an early age try on her mother's clothing, jewellery, and make-up, and parade around so everyone noticed how pretty I looked.

I also loved trying on mothers knickers. My mother had a lot of very sexy underwear, see through bra's, thong panties, and even some crotchless panties. At the time I thought they were missing the crotch so she could pee more easily, when wearing a dress or skirt. Wearing her panties with a hole in the crotch earned me a slap on the bottom and this stern warning.

"Girls should under no circumstances ever show anyone their private parts," my mother told me.

I asked her why and she told me it was because: "they are your parts and they are private."

If private parts were so private, why did she have knickers that showed off her privates? I decided that because mother made up the rule only to be mean to me, then I would disobey her whenever I could. I learned how to show off my privates so that it seemed accidental. I wore dresses in the summer without panties, or baggy shorts without panties. I let my dress ride up my thighs, or sit with my legs open. When I did this I noticed that most girls and boys would stare at my privates whenever they had the chance. Men and women stared also. I became very good a noticing when others were peeking. And if someone did say something I would pretend to be embarrassed and act as if it were an innocent mistake. This worked when I was a little girl, but as I got older I learned it was no longer possible to play innocent in that way.

When I was 6 years old I began doing a lot of gymnastics. Being the best gymnast in my class got me a lot of attention and even medals. I really loved wearing skin-tight leotards because they allowed me to show off my body. I liked showing off my body and I learned that a lot of the spectators would look at my pussy, especially when I was doing splits. I was happy I had found a way to show my privates for which no one could fault or criticize me.

I used to spent a lot of time in front of the mirror; I suppose all girls do. I think I did more than most. I liked to look at myself wearing different clothes; I also like to look at myself naked. I like the way I looked naked, except that I wished I had boobs like my mother and older girls. I especially liked looking at my pussy. I liked looking at it from the front and from underneath. I found that by opening my legs and holding a mirror below I could see what my pussy really looked like. I told my best friend and she told me what I was doing was gross. I didn't agree; I was very curious and I liked that my pussy was all pink and shiny inside and had little different parts to it. By holding a mirror underneath I could even see my poo hole, which is kind of gross but also funny.

When I was 8 or 9 I discovered that it felt really good touching the little flap of skin at the top of my slit. Later I learned this was my clitoris. If I licked my finger and rubbed myself there for a while I would get a nice tingly feeling. I began to rub myself every day, and over time the feelings got stronger. One day I was rubbing myself and a strong feeling came over me. The tingling turned into a kind of wave of pleasure. It felt like I really needed to pee and then suddenly everything went kind of dark. I learned later that this had been my first orgasm. The next day I tried again and got the same nice feeling. I started masturbating every day, and sometimes more often.

I was curious about the hole I had under the place my pee came out. I learned this was called my vagina. Around the same time I started masturbating I found I could push my finger inside. It felt soft and squishy, like the inside of my mouth, but much tighter. After experimenting I discovered that by poking my finger in and out of my vagina, my orgasm came faster and stronger. I tried the same with my poop hole. It felt different and tighter, and not as comfortable. But wiggling my finger inside my bum hole while rubbing my clitoris gave me a different kind of orgasm, not as good as the other way, but still nice.