Got caught in the act
Written on 7 November 2007 by SabrinaWe all do it, masturbate that is, every day for some, once a month for others, but a recent poll said that 90% of all the women in the U.S. masturbate and the other 10% are liars! Now, being a very liberated lady of the 90’s, I admit to having an on going love affair with the middle finger on my right hand, but unlike the very unpredictable male, my trusty middle digit is always ready, it’s never tired, it never wants to talk when it’s over, and best of all, it doesn’t think of me as a slut, or at least I think it doesn’t!
I’m thirty two years old now but I still manage to get off with my own hand at least once or twice a week, that’s fourteen years of pleasuring myself when I felt the need arising! What was strange about this very natural phenomena was how I learned to do it, or should I say who taught me how to do it. Back in 1980 I was just an innocent girl of eighteen and my sexuality was just beginning to emerge, like most girls my age, no one had ever taken the time to explain anything about the feelings that were racing through my body. The only person I could talk to was my best friend Nancy, and we told each other everything! You could just about be sure that if Nancy was around, Valerie couldn’t be far away!
“Hey Val,” Nancy whispered, “I found some of my dad’s magazines in the basement last night, you gotta come over after school and see them, they show everything!!!” Really,” asked Val, “everything!?!” “Everything,” Nancy shot back, “meet you at my place at about four o’clock, nobody’s gonna be home then!” For the rest of the day Val thought about the magazines in Nancy’s basement, finally she would get to see what all the fuss was about! So far she had heard some pretty wild stories, some of them totally unbelievable, well at least she hoped so, but anyway, today would be the day she found out for herself, she could hardly wait!!!
Naughty girls in school
Written on 23 October 2007 by SabrinaThe school I was attending in Athens was one of the strictest in the area. The teaching staff consisted mainly of humorless spinsters and a few old men.
By now, I am certain, that most of these unorgasmic female teachers must have died and wherever they might now be they surely are still proud to be virgins! The main regulation that was really pissing me off was the fact that we had to wear a stupid school uniform. This consisted of a blue skirt, white shirt and white socks and only the last three years of high school we were allowed to wear tights! I joined this school when I was about 14. At the beginning I had practically no close friends. I was feeling very lonely and was showing no particular interest in classes. In other words, I hated every moment of it.
One day I finally discovered that I could be different from all the others. I could do something that no other girl ever thought or, if they did, didn’t have the guts to do. Twice a week we had film projections in the auditorium of various subjects. Twice a week for 45 minutes, in the safety of the darkened auditorium, I was giving myself some of my most satisfying orgasms! Yes ! Slowly and secretly I was masturbating and bringing myself off whilst no one had the slightest idea of what I was doing. It started one day during a boring geography film.
Once the lights were out, I slid down on my chair to get a bit more comfortable and, as usual, doze off. By doing so, my pants cut right into my pussy. I tried wiggling my ass but instead of improving the situation, my pants went further into my slit. This gave me a mixed sensation. It was definitely uncomfortable but the pressure on my clit was sending different messages. I looked around. There was only one girl, Eleni, to my left and no one to my right. I had my coat on my lap and slowly, I slid my right hand under my skirt until it reached my pants. My fingers found their way under the elastic band and pulled it right out of my pussy but my fingers stayed there slowly caressing my already excited sex. I closed my eyes and continued teasing my cunt, which was getting wetter by the minute. Eleni was paying no attention to me so I spread my legs slightly to allow better access to my pussy. Boy was I wet! I pushed my middle finger right into my cunt and then started rubbing my clit which was hard and sticking out. I was so excited by the fact that I was masturbating next to another girl at school and no one knew what I was doing, that I climaxed in a matter of a few minutes! A small sigh escaped my lips.
Morning Play Time In The Shower
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManAs the steam rolled out into the bathroom, filling the air with a warm mist as it kissed against her golden skin. She stepped into the shower stall as the warm water rolled and beaded against her skin, taking her wash cloth and soap lathering the cloth more, she moved it up and down her toned arms and along her tender shoulders. She moved the cloth along her slender neck down between her full round 34D breasts. Closing her eyes as she washed her breasts firmly, feeling the smoothness of the soap against her skin as the cloth roughly moved over her body
Her hands moved slowly, down along her taut stomach, sending chills throughout her body, as the flow of water rinsed the rich lather from her body. Bending over, she washed her long suntanned legs, slowly moving up to her smooth bald pussy, as the water washed down her back. Her hair, getting wet, fell free from the loose bun, sticking to her back. As the wash cloth moved against her pussy’s outer lips, she shivered once again. Her mind drifting off, enjoying the feelings she was having. She stroked her lips softly, Hell, I’ll just take a sick day.
She slowly opened her legs slightly, letting the wash cloth fall to the floor, leaning against the white wall she tilted her head against the tiles, as her fingers slid softly into her soapy pussy lips. Her fingers on a mission to bring her body to her first orgasm of the day, as she lightly tapped against her soft clit feeling it grow against her fingers. She arched her back slightly, pushing her pelvis forward against her fingers. As her finger tips curled around her semi hard clit, she began to pull and twist against her love button. Feeling her warm juices coating her fingers, she remembered what a friend had told her about pulsating shower heads.
Fun with carrots
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManI’ve always had sexual urges as long as I can remember. Before I grew hair on my pussy I had discovered how nice it feels to touch myself there.
I’d grind my smooth little snatch against my fingers, and after a few years I had discovered how to achieve orgasm. Of course at the time I didn’t know what it was so each night I’d put a pillow between my legs and dry hump until my pussy would twitch and my body would shudder with pleasure.
After a while I’d experiment more and more… sliding a finger into my pussy, running my clit warm underwater, looking at pornography, even inserting small foreign objects (and even then my pussy was so tight they would hardly fit).
Years passed and while I touched and fondled myself under the covers at night (and even during the day, and I’ve been called a sleepy head for all the “naps” I took). I had boyfriends and we touched and fondled but I never actually fucked anyone, although sometimes I’d secretly wish for them to just pull down my panties and take me.
And at night I’d dream of having a cock inside me, be it in my ass, my mouth or my pussy. I always wanted a toy but never got around to buying one (I’d die of shame if anyone found it and new how much I played with myself).
Taking the test
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManLike any other college guy, I’m always horny and always ready to jerk off at the drop of a hat, or anything else for that matter. I still do it secretly without the knowledge of my roommates because I attend a very religious school and although I know that two of my roommates have jerked off in their lifetime, the other two are very strongly opposed to it (at least they say that.) So I’m always looking for new places to do it besides the shower or late at night after my roommate has fallen asleep.
The other day I found a new place. I had slept through a test last week and spent the rest of the day trying to set up a make-up exam. The day after the original test, my professor called and said if I wanted to take the test right then, I should go to his office. I got there as fast as I could since I was trying to not fail this thing and found his office after a few minutes of searching the building. His office was inside a room. The room
was a lab, divided into three sections. From the doorway, you can only see the 2nd and 3rd part. The 1st part of the room was off to the right and behind a freestanding wall. My prof greeted me and brought me a copy of the test. He said the best place to take it would be the desk in the 1st hidden area of the room. The only way to see the desk is to walk into the main room, turn right and go about 10 feet and the turn left and head into
that area. He said I wouldn’t be bothered here.
He then said to take an hour and fifteen minutes and then put the exam under his door since he was leaving for a while and might not make it back in time. So he left and I
began.
Cumming on my wife
Written on 20 October 2007 by Da ManI imagine that you’re over for a few drinks and we’re all feeling pretty good. The day is warm, and my wife is dressed in a tight t-shirt and bra and a light, summer skirt down to her knees. She says that she thinks she’d better stop drinking, and you of course ask her what might happen. She says she might do something silly, and you suggest that she take off her bra for us.
She laughs and says that one more of these drinks and she just might. Without missing a beat, you pour her another drink and stand in front of her, holding it out. She grins and takes it from you. Turning to me for confirmation, she then reaches back to undo the clip, and slips the straps over her shoulders to remove her bra from under her shirt. She holds her arms out, and then takes a gulp of her drink. Her big, soft tits now move freely, their shape displayed perfectly under her tight t-shirt. “mmm, nice,” you tell her, “what I wouldn’t give to get you to take off that shirt too..
.”She starts to caress and trace her fingers over her t-shirt covered tits, and says bluntly “If I took off my shirt, would you jerk off for me?” You nod. “And what about you, Doug? If I show you my tits, I want both of you to stand right here and masturbate for me.” You immediately opened your pants, and pulled out your semi-hard cock. “How’s this?” you asked, your cock now on display for my pretty wife. “Mmmm” she cooed, “that’s one… now you, Doug.” I did the same, my smaller cock becoming harder by the second as I stood there in front of my wife with you. She peeled off her shirt, giving us a spectacular view of those tits, and told us to take off our pants.We did.
