I am a twenty-four-year-old nutritionist who was recently turned on to your publication by a man in my master’s degree program at school. He is a sexy and exciting guy in his mid-thirties who has been reading Variations for more than ten years. We read the letters in your magazine to each other in bed as verbal foreplay. Clark’s been supplying me with back issues of Variations, and I find that I can get very little accomplished when there are copies of your magazine within reach.
Recently I revealed to him that I masturbated to ten orgasms in under two hours after reading various articles from the small stash of magazines he had left under my bed. This made him curious, and he asked me what I was doing to myself that got me off so many times. I was embarrassed to tell him at first, because I masturbate in a nontraditional maner. But after a few days, I loosened up and admitted that I masturbate in the bathtub by running tap water over my clitoris.
Clark was so excited that later that night he called me from a cordless phone as he tried in vain to fulfill himself in the bathtub. We laughed together, and his acceptance of my unusual masturbation method makes me feel comfortable with it.
I’m not really sure when I began masturbating this way, but I can remember that my pleasure was always increased by the threat of being caught with my legs straddling the faucet in the bathtub. The feeling of warm water rushing over my cunt never fails to satisfy me. It may take an hour or it might take five minutes, but I never ever fail to climax.
It takes a pretty strong current to actually please me, so I turn the water up fairly hard and position myself under the spray. With my legs up in the air, I can watch my pussy as the water beats down upon it. Frothing water falls all over my blonde mound, and just watching it gets me even more excited. Sometimes, to add to the enjoyment, I bring a mirror into the tub and position it where I have a clear view of my vagina. I love to watch as my pussy jumps and contracts as the erotic waterfall brings me to a bucking orgasm.
I thought I’d share my unusual technique for self-pleasure with the readers of Variations. Once you’ve tried it, you won’t want to stop. Lately my biggest fantasy is to have Clark watch me as I masturbate this way. As of now, it is still a fantasy. However, if this letter gets published soon, maybe we can read it together and turn my water fantasy into a reality.