They say sex is just a part of life, and, well, it is. Every human being has sexual urges that must be taken care of. Some of us are just a little more willing to do different things to get off.

When we hit puberty we start to feel these urges and become more aware of our bodies. I was no different. I still remember the first time I masturbated. It was at night and I had just finished watching Titanic, one of my all time favorite movies. Except this time was different. I found myself wanting Jack to do whatever it was he was doing to Rose inside of that car. Slowly, I stripped off my clothes and my hands made their way down to my pussy of their own accord. Rubbing circles around the top I came across my clit, which sent jolts of electricity throughout my body. Deciding that felt good I continued to rub my clit while inserting a finger into my pussy. It wasn’t long before I was cumming and had to bring the pillow over my face to keep myself from screaming.

After having experienced my first orgasm something clicked in my head that this was normal and that it didn’t really matter as long as you got off. This “no holds barred” mentality is still my philosophy today. In fact, the only thing I won’t do is girl on girl. Can’t bring myself to do it.

I was thirteen at the time and it wasn’t long before I craved something else. I noticed how my older brother was always looking at pictures of naked women on the computer so I thought that maybe this is what I should do. So one day when nobody was home I stripped naked and took pictures of myself with my camera. I took pictures of my boobs, my ass, anything sexual.