In the beginning, perhaps!
So, my reader asks if I remember the moment I "set off on a quest for orgasmic delights". It was really much earlier than my first real intercourse, age 20. There was an odd phase of odd masturbation in my mid-teens, but I'll tell you about that later. I was attracted to several boys in high school, and did the usual kissing and snuggling, and had my small breasts fondled a few times. It definitely felt good and I always seemed to want more. One fellow had me fondle his penis (in the dark, in clothes) but I wasn't very impressed. He was a good kisser and fondler. After another make-out session later, he asked me, "You would have gone all the way, wouldn't you?" I was pretty sure I would have, and told him so, but not sure what it was, exactly. I was mostly clueless about sex, but very keen on "love". In university, which I started when I was 17, I got into some great petting sessions with a few young men, and unlike a "good girl" ...