One day, when I was thirteen, I went to a store. I was about to leave, but then I saw a basket of vibrating massagers. I innocently got one, not thinking about it in a sexual way at all.

After I was alone, though, I thought I'd see what would happen if I put it on the same spot in my crotch that felt really good when I sprayed it on massage spray in the shower.

After I slid the vibrating massager into just the right spot, I quickly started feeling a kind of pleasure that was deeper and better than what the massage spray could make me feel. It felt like riding an incredibly blissful wave that steadily increases in intensity. After perhaps a few minutes, my face became flushed as I experienced my very first orgasm and it was amazing.

I then started having many orgasms every day that I was alone at my house. (Typically five times a week, after I returned home from school.) Every one was nothing short of amazing, and my face flushed red with every single climax, and I never failed to have one.

My favorite part wasn't actually the orgasm, though. My favorite part was the plateau phase, before the orgasm. While I enjoyed the orgasms very much, I wished the plateau phase could've lasted a lot longer.

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