My wife's cousin, Sari, sometimes comes to stay with us for the Sabbath. She is 22 and is in her 3rd year of college. I have known her since she was about 9 and have watched her grow up from a young girl into a rather attractive young lady.
Needless to say, I have masturbated to thoughts about her many times. I realize that masturbation is not looked favourably in Judaism, but I have been doing it since I was 13 and it is rather difficult to stop.
Anyways, our family often goes over to Sari's house for meals. Whenever I can, I sneak upstairs into her room and look through her drawers. She keeps her bras in one drawer in a dresser and her underwear in a separate drawer in her closet. She also keeps her dirty laundry in a hamper in her room. Because she has a smallish chest, most of her bras have some sort of padding. Her underwear is mostly cotton bikini type. A couple of times, I have taken a pair of her underwear into the bathroom and masturbated with them. One time I hit the jackpot with a pair of underwear from her hamper-a couple of her pubic hairs were stuck in the crotch of the underwear. I held the crotch over my mouth and smelled them as I masturbated furiously. I could smell her and even taste her.
Anyways, this past Sabbath, she stayed with us. After dinner, I put the children to bed, while my wife and her cousin stayed downstairs chatting. I changed into a pair of shorts-no underwear-and a t-shirt and came downstairs. I casually sat down on the floor opposite Sari and began to read the paper. I made sure to sit cross-legged, so that she could have a view of my legs and shorts. Soon, I became quite erect and tried to (in)conspicuously adjust myself. Every so often, I would shift my legs. At some point, my wife went upstairs to bed, leaving me alone with her cousin. (I made sure to cover myself with the newspaper as she walked out of the room, so she would not notice my exhibitionism.)
I soon adjusted myself a bit more, making sure the tip of my erection was almost peeking out. Soon, Sari came over and sat down to read the papers too. She sat opposite me, cross legged, giving me a clear view up her tight black skirt. (She was wearing pajama bottoms, but the view was nice nonetheless.) We sat and read quietly, exchanging casual comments every now and then. Sometimes I could see her peeking up at me, but she said nothing.
Finally, she said she was going to go to sleep. I agreed it was late and stood up, my penis pointing slightly outward. We said good night, and she went downstairs and I went upstairs.
As my wife lay sleeping next to me in bed, I had an amazing masturbation session thinking about Sari seeing my erection. I hope she stays with us again soon!