Local sex games, what did you do as a kid?

[Alice]

To get back on topic:

Nothing too weird or region specific I guess. The regular “playing doctor” and “I can touch you and you can touch me in return” games.

Also elaborate sex stories with the Barbies. There was always a lack of Ken dolls, so the Barbies would fight over them. One of them had a crazy ex girlfriend who would stalk him everywhere and follow him into the restrooms trying to get him to cheat on his current gf. The funny thing is that those sexy storyline’s were played together with friends or cousins who were also kids. So we were all dirty minded.
Sometimes the playmobile would also date the barbies. Good toys. Haven’t seen those in Japanese toy stores at all, just legos that looks like them. Sucks.

 

[Danbo]

To get back on topic:

Nothing too weird or region specific I guess. The regular “playing doctor” and “I can touch you and you can touch me in return” games.

Also elaborate sex stories with the Barbies. There was always a lack of Ken dolls, so the Barbies would fight over them. One of them had a crazy ex girlfriend who would stalk him everywhere and follow him into the restrooms trying to get him to cheat on his current gf. The funny thing is that those sexy storyline’s were played together with friends or cousins who were also kids. So we were all dirty minded.
Sometimes the playmobile would also date the barbies. Good toys. Haven’t seen those in Japanese toy stores at all, just legos that looks like them. Sucks.

Just imagining a playmobile figure getting down on a barbie. Too much too handle for that little guy 🤣

 

[requiemmorrow]

Oh god...since @Alice was so kind to share a fairly innocent story and the novelty of Runka Bulle has seemingly worn off, I have to go ahead and ruin everything with the worst thing I ever did as a kid. Sorry for the atrocity below.

During childhood, my curiosity about sex was severely blockaded by my Puritan mother, who despite meaning the best made it impossible for me to develop any sense on how to control my sexual urges. Porn was obviously a no-go, but it really didn't help that my parents were just too conservative describing what happens and I just kinda started to go nuts. It also didn't help that I learned about masturbation and sex from friends and lusty midnight movies on American cable TV, but had no clue what was achieved through it but was determined to fuck something and find out what exactly the prize was.

Simply, around 10 years old, I found a stuffed animal rabbit.

Yes, it was around this size. It was some sort of prize my mom won before I was born, and being as that it was huge, it was inconvenient and stuffed into a closet in a guest bedroom. At this point I am pretty sure she hadn't seen it for at least a decade and gave zero fucks about where the damn thing was.

In my confused lust, I took it out of the closet, tore a hole where the "crotch" would be, dropped my pants and began to thrust inside the damn thing. Mind you, this was dry cotton stuffing (boy was it a surprise the first time I actually had sex.) I noticed that I would start to get excited and suddenly feel like I had to pee. Panicked, I threw the thing on the floor, watching small bits of stuffing come out and splay on the floor. Terrifying.

...but not enough so that I didn't find it fun, and more or less a day later I found myself back again for round two. Felt the peeing sensation again...stopped.

Next day, felt it again. Stopped.

This went on for weeks.

Then finally one day I had it. I needed to know what happened after that sensation, so I tore the damned stuffed animal out of the closet (by this point a rather menacing empty spot developed where the stuffing was displaced by my incessant cock stabs), I lined myself up to put this damned toy into missionary and fuck it to all hell. Finally, that sensation surfaced again, and I pushed through and through until suddenly I released...semen! My first orgasm ever in life was fucking a fucking stuffed animal.

It felt kind of weird, but if @TAG Manager had known me and asked me to write a review, I would have given this stuffed animal a "Recommended, Will Repeat" without delay.

Well...this was the start to a new, disgusting habit. In the morning, after school, and before bed I was hosing down in the insides of this thing. For some reason, due to its immense size it never really gave off a smell or feel gross so I didn't pay it mind. My friends were wondering why I was so chipper and full of excitement.

But the story does NOT end here. One of these said friends of mine would come to hang out every few weeks to play some video games, draw, and sleepover. It was obvious we stayed up way past bed time to sneak peek at softcore adult porn movies, but this time around I had something to share with him: my stuffed animal toy. Yes...he fucked the toy and unleashed inside it. Then I did. Then he did again. Then did another friend of ours who came over. Multiple times. At some point the doll began to smell like sweat and BO, so I eventually kept it in my room underneath a pile of clothes.

Soon Junior High School started and immediately all this shit stopped, as we were too embarrassed when society silently corrected this deviant behavior. Interestingly, around this same time I noticed my mother rummaging through the closet...looking for the stuffed rabbit!

Mom: "Hey, requiemmorrow! Have you seen the giant stuffed animal?"
Me: "Oh...yeah I was throwing it around the other day and tore a huge hole in it."
Mom: "You what?!"

She said something I can't remember clearly, as I was panic-stricken by the feeling of certainty that she'd find out what I was doing to it. I lead her to the befowled cotton creation, lifelessly strewn on the closed carpet with a cavernous hole from tail to chest. The thing had been pretty much almost torn in half, with a considerable amount of stuffing missing.

Me: "Here it is mom."
Mom: "Oh...what happened? Alright, honey, I guess I'll have to sew it back up."
Me: "Oh? Oh...okay."

And so she did. She sewed it up nicely, jizz tainted cotton stuffing and all. She put it back into the guest closet, where it remained for years.
Some years later it disappeared, and I found out she gave it to some goodwill store so she could make closet space...well shit...

TL; DR It is quite possible now that somewhere on this God-forsaken planet, someone has a gigantic stuffed rabbit encrusted on the inside with the pre-teen semen of myself and two friends who repeatedly fucked it for months.

It should also be noted that these friends of mine completely stopped contact with me, and we somehow mutually have never reached out to each other on Facebook or any other social platform.

 

[Cinnabums]

It felt kind of weird, but if @TAG Manager had known me and asked me to write a review, I would have given this stuffed animal a "Recommended, Will Repeat" without delay.

The best review I we read so far on this forum, thank you!

It should also be noted that these friends of mine completely stopped contact with me, and we somehow mutually have never reached out to each other on Facebook or any other social platform.

A great childhood memory you can treasure and possibly relive in some new good friends company, just saying❤️

This might also motivate me to properly remember what happened in the tents during school camps.

 

[Cinnabums]

But the story does NOT end here. One of these said friends of mine would come to hang out every few weeks to play some video games, draw, and sleepover. It was obvious we stayed up way past bed time to sneak peek at softcore adult porn movies, but this time around I had something to share with him: my stuffed animal toy. Yes...he fucked the toy and unleashed inside it. Then I did. Then he did again. Then did another friend of ours who came over. Multiple times. At some point the doll began to smell like sweat and BO, so I eventually kept it in my room underneath a pile of clothes.

I can relate here but no videos or soft toys.
On our way home from school me and two friends often went to my house and I took out my adult magazines and read the reader's letters out loud while we wanking together, this is when we we're still shooting blanks and this went on for a couple of months.

Good times indeed.

 

[MikeH]

@requiemmorrow After reading that the face painting sounds pretty normal. The only thing I am wondering is why you haven't already bought a bunny costume for your girl(s) and gone wild with those childhood memories. Are you worried they cannot reach the level of sensation the cotton gave you?

 

[requiemmorrow]

@requiemmorrow The only thing I am wondering is why you haven't already bought a bunny costume for your girl(s) and gone wild with those childhood memories. Are you worried they cannot reach the level of sensation the cotton gave you?

I have had a share of women outside of p4p with whom I relived memories of that damned bunny.

That cotton had a special feeling to it. Especially after years of never cleaning out the damn thing.

After reading that the face painting sounds pretty normal.

Umm…facepainting isn’t normal?

 

[hrbb]

That cotton had a special feeling to it. Especially after years of never cleaning out the damn thing.

And to this day you yearn to experience that feeling once more.

 

[YokoMonger]

"Come in Petta's cotton tail. Hop on in the chocolate trail."

 

[uktrav]

Sorry to drag up an old thread, but I have something relevant to add …

In the late 80s, during the school summer holidays, around the age of 11 or 12, there was a wooded area near where I lived, which had become one of those magical places where porn mags would magically appear.

For weeks, whole mags were being left there, and for weeks, my friends and I would head down there, and learn all about hairy biology (it was that era of porn …)

Being the age we were, we noticed things happening … down there … but didn’t really understand why. We’d heard about hard-ons and wanking and what not from the bigger boys, but had no idea really what any of that was. But we’d sometimes end up rubbing ourselves under our tracksuit bottoms and realising we quite enjoyed it. It was around this time I had my first wank at home, and I guess the same for my friends.

One day, while we were leafing through the latest batch of mags, a friend got his dick out and started wanking over a mag - I don’t know why this particular day he chose to get it out, I don’t think we had realised it was something usually done in private.

Anyway, within a few minutes, there were three of us thrashing ourselves over this one mag. It didn’t take long for two of us to cum (something that has stuck with me since!) The other friend gave up after another minute or two after we all kinda realised that us staring at his cock, in fact, felt pretty weird.

Although we did continue to go down there and have a look at the mags, it became more infrequent as a group activity - I certainly headed down there a few times in my own, as I guess they did. With the end of the summer holidays, the supply of porn mags dried up, and I moved on to lingerie sections of Kays catalogues, and stealing yesterday‘s newspaper out of the bin so I could wank over page 3 girls.

it remains my only sexual experience with males. Recalling this story has made me want to have another group experience. A visit to a HB while in Tokyo, I think?

Oh, and PS - we didn’t beat up the kid who didn’t finish, nor force him to eat the page.

 

[hrbb]

Chatting to a fellow TAG member earlier triggered a pretty disgusting memory so naturally I will share it here. Not a group activity but one that could easily have been.

When I turned 13 I got my first job as a paper boy. All the newspapers were sorted into piles for each route in the store room at the back of the shop and we would come in around 6am to pick them up. As the shop was closed at that hour no one except us paper boys were there and as you would expect, in the store room was all the extra stock of magazines, sweets, trading cards etc. Including the adult magazines. So predictably some of those magazines went missing and some may or may not have found their way into my bag..

The trick was to calmly take one and slip it inside a newspaper. Whenever I was able to smuggle one out I would finish my deliveries in record time, race back home and hide it under my bed in preparation for the utter carnage that was to come later after school. It didn't matter what genre - readers wives, big tits, bbw, asian babes - turning those holy pages blew my tiny ignorant mind apart. Pages and pages of hairy minge, black stockings and purple eyeshadow (this was the early 90s). Henceforth, no doubt along with my fellow paper boy brethren, I became an expert in onanism.

Marvelling at this sticky substance I was able to create seemingly on command and also wary of wasting tissue paper (thanks Captain Planet) at some point I decided it would be a good idea to store my budding teenage seed in a glass jar. And keep adding to it. In the middle of summer. I don't know how long I did it for but the first few days were actually ok. I was amassing quite a lot of jizz and I was proud of my achievement. Soon though the magic potion started to take on the look of dirty creek water and smelling like death, decay and dying. With the lid on all was well so while I stopped adding any more of my DNA, I left the ecosystem to thrive on my window sill and promptly forgot about it. When I came back to it a few days later, it was almost neon green with reddish mold growing up the sides. Not wanting to start a nuclear reaction I saw the error of my ways and decided to end the experiment. I took a deep breath, opened the jar and put it outside to dry in the sun. Within a day the spirits of my unborn children had all evaporated to heaven. Or hell. Probably hell.

 

[Ctesiasian]

Grew up in a suburban street right next to a national park, lot's of room to hide and not be supervised by adults. There was an irish catholic family with 2 daughters(1 and 5 years older then me) down the road and i knew where my dad's porn mags were hidden, so one day when my parents were at work i showed off the collection. Their parents found out and weren't exactly happy, I don't think they found out about the head tho, i was 11.
Also my house was on a cliff and there was a pool at the bottom and another cliff below that, more room to be unsupervised, so would occasionally play truth or dare. So myself and a neighbour, an only son, ended up peeing on a chubby girl. we were same age, i don't remember when that happened though.
My parents worked an hour away and often i was left alone, and would stay during the day at my next door neighbour, a girl's(5 years older) house. she was home alone as well but ostensibly babysitting me. When i was over she would say she was tired, and go to bed... but leave the door open slightly... and sleep in just panties above the sheets. We never spoke about it, and she would keep up the act, and that's how i lost my virginity.

 

[Ctesiasian]

There was one time on the bus when me and 2 friends were on the back seat and we were looking out the back, the woman driving directly behind us flashed her tits at us. Was pretty awesome, she was hot as too.
Another time there was a school trip(year5) to Canberra, boys and girls were seperated. There was this tan blonde blue-eyed tomboy, she could cartwheel around an entire footy feild without stopping. bout 9pm she sneaks into the boys room and when the teachers come to check on us it's decided she hides under the covers of my bed with me because i'm a foot taller then everyone else. I did not cop a feel, i wonder if i should have. i was downbad for her like mad, she went on to become a water polo olympian, She moved that year but apparantly not that far, cause she went to the local highschool. I went to a private school an hour away, if i had known she was going to the local school i would have gone local.

 

[uchimura]

This thread made me LOL for real. Adding mine:

I was 5~6 YO and just like any other kid, we had a lot of roleplaying with my cousins (who are all younger than i am). I played Mamasan in one, and had my cousins play customer and provider. It was all transacted with Game Boy cartridges, and I made sure the gal would sob under the sheets while the boy would have an after-sex smoke after it was done. lol (also to add - there wasn't anything inappropriate touching, etc - i only wanted the cartridges)

Didn't strike me as disturbing until i shared this with someone else IRL some years back.

Also just like @Alice, I guess every Barbie in the world would have had sex without our parents' knowledge. (I thought I was the only one, thanks for sharing)

 

[kirayamato]

not local sex games, but accidentally discovered polegasm when I was kid.

 

[JuLy]

not local sex games, but accidentally discovered polegasm when I was kid.

This is something especially strange, I'm surprised to hear someone mention it. But since you did it, I'll do my story.

I think I was about 5 years old but I honestly don't remeber. I owned one of those tiny kid tricycles, one where you have to walk not pedal, and would always race around with it. One day I was trying to go faster but to gain more speed by, instead of pedalling one leg before the other, I moved them in unison. This did the trick and while I did go fast, it also felt good. Really good. In fact I was having an orgasm. I didn't know what it was as a kid but I would not know for the longest time. As I grew older I would instead discover that climbing a pole achieved the same and I remeber doing this tons of times. Even right after gym class when the teacher wasn't looking, quickly mount the rope. Though I only did the latter a handful of times as I kind of realised this wasn't quite normal.

It would take me a long time to realise I was actually having orgasms. I remeber the first time I would properly come, I knew the feeling. coincidentally with this thread, it was also fucking a stuffed animal, though I only did that once and without tearing a hole. I say it is still weird because to this day I have never seen anyone mention this. Not even in any adult community I visited over the years. Though I can imagine those who know won't be the ones talking about it and those who don't know, well, they don't even realise. And if they were to hear it, they just brush it off as: "must have been the friction". I can confirm it is definitely not.

To this day I can still do it. But climbing a pole is a very exhausting endevour so it's not always as easy as it sounds. But if done successfully it can take me less than 15 seconds from start to finish. It truly still baffles me it's so effective. My penis doesn't get erect or even want to. The assumption I see as the most likely is the exhaustion of particular muscles groups wrongly triggering the nerves otherwise meant for sexual stimuli. But that's only a guess. I never managed to get a prostate orgasm so can't say if that's the reason. Recently learned about electrostim but haven't tried it yet, I'm curious to see if I can create the same sensation this way by triggering the same nerves. I'll see if I ever report back on that here.

This is quite certainly my biggest secret I have. So far never shared IRL. I don't think i ever will. This is even a first timer on the internet. So to those having just learned something new. Be aware it is an uncommon thing, most people won't be able to do this.. Enjoy the knowledge

 

[Ken4fb]

This is just too much. I can't look at this and not thinking about the thread, especially that green tea one! 😭

 

[Cinnabums]

This is just too much. I can't look at this and not thinking about the thread, especially that green tea one! 😭
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On a healthy diet of spinach are we?

 

[hardharry]

Simply, around 10 years old, I found a stuffed animal rabbit.

Yes, it was around this size. It was some sort of prize my mom won before I was born, and being as that it was huge, it was inconvenient and stuffed into a closet in a guest bedroom. At this point I am pretty sure she hadn't seen it for at least a decade and gave zero fucks about where the damn thing was.

In my confused lust, I took it out of the closet, tore a hole where the "crotch" would be, dropped my pants and began to thrust inside the damn thing. Mind you, this was dry cotton stuffing (boy was it a surprise the first time I actually had sex.) I noticed that I would start to get excited and suddenly feel like I had to pee. Panicked, I threw the thing on the floor, watching small bits of stuffing come out and splay on the floor. Terrifying.

Requiemmorrow, I can't tell you how shocked, SHOCKED I tell you I am by this story.
Nowhere did I once see you ask for or receive consent from that poor rabbit.
I don't care that you were underaged at the time. This was rape plain and simple and in today's very PC world I feel it imperative to call out this kind of reprehensible behavior.
What did you do, get that stuffed rabbit high on alcohol infused cotton balls every time you raped it?

Can I just say how torn up I am inside over this story .....much like that rabbits poor insides.
And then to make matters worse what do you do? You bring in your little friends and you all run a train on that poor rabbit, over and over again, day after day. Did you pimp it out? Did they pay you their allowance so that you'd let them traumatize that bunny over and over? Did you all think it was a gas? Did you all sit talking over root beers about how you pounded the hell out of that poor rabbit and how it was begging for more. That it was just some cock hungry slut, that it was just some toy er........sex toy?

It's no wonder you are all too ashamed to contact each other. Somewhere out there, there's a stuffed animal that has been living with the trauma of multiple rapes by multiple individuals and you deserve to feel guilt.

So having said all that do you have any idea where I could get one like it in Japan? Please and thanks.

Harry

 

[duman403]

not local sex games, but accidentally discovered polegasm when I was kid.

Oh shit I remember when I was 6 and had my first boner, I kept sliding down the staircase handrail cus it felt good. Didn't do anything like it until I was 12 tho.

But yeah the most we did was sack-whack each other; I almost vomitted when I was whacked. No cumming on cinnabons, we weren't that creative.

 

[requiemmorrow]

Requiemmorrow, I can't tell you how shocked, SHOCKED I tell you I am by this story.
Nowhere did I once see you ask for or receive consent from that poor rabbit.
I don't care that you were underaged at the time. This was rape plain and simple and in today's very PC world I feel it imperative to call out this kind of reprehensible behavior.
What did you do, get that stuffed rabbit high on alcohol infused cotton balls every time you raped it?

Can I just say how torn up I am inside over this story .....much like that rabbits poor insides.
And then to make matters worse what do you do? You bring in your little friends and you all run a train on that poor rabbit, over and over again, day after day. Did you pimp it out? Did they pay you their allowance so that you'd let them traumatize that bunny over and over? Did you all think it was a gas? Did you all sit talking over root beers about how you pounded the hell out of that poor rabbit and how it was begging for more. That it was just some cock hungry slut, that it was just some toy er........sex toy?

So having said all that do you have any idea where I could get one like it in Japan? Please and thanks.

 

[Cinnabums]

 

[uchimura]

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You are the gift that keeps on giving.

 

[Ken4fb]

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