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Getting Caught; The First Time

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by Pete I have had a long and varied masturbating career. I am unusual in that I am "self-taught". My straight-laced parents taught me about sex by giving me a "Christian book" on the subject when I was in the late 5th grade or early 6th. In that book there were drawings of males and females going through puberty and you could see the girl’s breasts get larger and pubic hair form on their love triangles. They described intercourse as when a man loves a woman and they are close, the man places his penis inside the woman which is enjoyable to both. This is his “special way of showing love.” As you can tell, I almost memorized it. Very interesting. It became even more so when I learned about orgasms and the fact that I could give one to myself through the "rubbing and handling of one’s genitals.” I would strip naked and lie on the floor and "rub and hold my genitals" but no orgasm. I used to think, "I bet I need to do it longer" and would time myself for 15 minutes or more but still no orgasm. I got even more enlightenment when I found a "marriage book" in my parents closet. It was fancy and had a soft leather cover with lace and roses and talked about all the wonderful things a girl would experience on her wedding night. The most intriguing were a couple of pictures that showed male and female anatomy. The girls' was a drawing of a woman with her legs spread and various arrows pointing out parts of her genitalia. I was most in interested in the clitoris and vaginal openings (which, looking back, was lewdly drawn gaping open) and grew hard looking at them. I learned about the hymen and how some girls would have their doctors cut it so it wouldn’t hurt on their wedding night! Though I rubbed and fondled my genitals, nothing happened. After a couple of months, I got brave and I showed the books to my sister (older by a year). She was intently interested too. Somehow we got naked and started comparing our bodies to what was in the pictures. I talked her into spreading her legs so I could “see how accurate the picture was”. I ended up rubbing my cock on her leg, thrusting out of instinct, and getting lots of wet slippery stuff coming out. I rubbed my hard little cock with the slippery stuff and it got bigger and bigger and felt great. But I was scared because I had not felt it like that before. Later in my room, I looked at the pictures again and again I got hard. I reasoned that the slippery stuff was like spit and put some on my fingers and began rubbing. It felt great. I got harder and used more spit and rubbed harder and harder until I came! Just a shudder and clear fluid but I came all the same. It hurt my privates though and I was sore the next day in class. I wondered if anyone could tell I was walking funny and knew why! But no one did. I progressed to masturbating as much as I could but always rubbing my finger tips over my cock head, not using my hand. One day it came to me. To feel like I was having intercourse, I should screw my pillow. But, thrusting on the dry pillow wasn’t very good. I then rationalized that my hand would probably feel more like it. I started thrusting in my hand, my cock started leaking, it felt good and I shot my first full load of creamy gobs of cum! Now that I mastered the mystery, I wanted to become an expert and began masturbating every chance I could get, even in the car under a blanket on trips. I tried it in class one time but for some reason my half-dried spit made my hands smell. One of the girls told me “you smell like lemons” so I got scared and never tried that again! I didn’t really consider I was doing anything wrong since I learned about it in a Christian book but figured I probably should keep it to myself. Fat chance. I have been caught numerous times by mom, sister, wife, cousins, neighbors, and who knows who else. I won’t try and recant them all to you right now (may have another submission sometime). But the first one, was the most embarrassing. I was 16 or 17 and I had just started driving. I used the car to drive to buy porn which was mostly Penthouse. I was sitting on the edge of my bed one day with my feet on the floor, naked from the waist down, jerking furiously when my mom walked in. Not only did she catch me, she caught me as I passed the point of no return. I was cumming and nothing could stop me. As her eyes widened my hand completed its last down stroke and I blasted a huge stream of cum as I struggled to stand up and run. It was almost like I was showing off. One hand pushing me up from the bed, my back arched so my cock was pointing up in its most exposed position, shooting a foot long stream of cum. It kept shooting as I struggled to get my balance and run into the bathroom. There was clearly a trail of cum streams on the wood floor and I had to avoid them as I ran. Talk about embarrassing! Her wide eyes were the thing I remember the most about the incident. After a few minutes of calming down, I left the bathroom and she had gone. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I pulled some shorts on and opened it a crack. There she stood holding out a towel to me. “Thought you might need this” was all she ever said to me of the incident. I figured I was dead, she would tell Dad and it would be all over but that was all I heard of it. Looking back, I realize that what I considered my conservative Christian Mom probably weren’t as conservative as I thought. She was a looker and only about 20 years older that my sister and me. She always wore shorts, some which I’m sure were inappropriately short, and reminded me a little of Daisy Duke though blonde and not as big-chested. I used to hear my Dad and her shaking the old bed at night long after I graduated from college and from the sounds she made, she was truly enjoying it. Maybe she wasn’t as much a prude as I thought and she certainly could have turned my nightmare into something much worse. You think I would have learned my lesson but I have been caught 10 or more times since then in the past 20 years but will save some of those stories for later. Especially since I am now ready to stroke my cock that has been hard the whole time I was writing this. Hope you enjoyed it as much as me!

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