I'm An Addict

My name is Jennifer and I am an addict. I am addicted to masturbating, being naked, and few other things. My issues started as early as I can remember. My parents were naturists and we lived in a secluded area. Clothes were almost never worn in the house. My brother and I played naked outside all summer long. The only times that we really ever wore clothes at home was when there would be company. My parents never discouraged us from discovering our bodies. I would often see my father absently fondling his penis while watching television or would hear my mother moaning in her bedroom.

I had touched my pussy many times in my childhood, but when I noticed how good it felt, I would frequently be found humping the arm of the sofa. I'm pretty sure I wore out the fabric! After a while, my mother took me into my bedroom and showed me how to rub the outside of my pussy so that it felt good and wouldn't ruin the furniture. From that point on, I don't think my hand ever left between my legs. My brother and I would sit in our bedrooms or out back and watch each other play in between our other games. One of the best things about living in the country like that is not having to come inside to pee! I was around the same age when I discovered that I liked to pee in front of other people. My family frequently went to the nude beach in the summers. One day I wandered off to a rocky area that was relatively clear of people. I was climbing on the rocks when I realize that I had to relieve my bladder. I climbed over to the other side and without thinking, I just spread my legs and let it out. I noticed then that people were watching me and I enjoyed it.

From then on I would pester my brother to watch when I went in the yard. It usually irritated him. He was also annoyed when I would be right up next to him when he went. Right around that same time, we caught our mom giving our dad a blow job. Sex with them was usually behind closed doors, but they thought we were outside and they left the bedroom door opened a crack. That night I padded into my brothers room and asked if I could try it on him. He sat up in bed and I went down on him and suckled his little prick like it was a piece of hard candy. He didn't cum, but the feeling lulled him. After that he would come to me if there was thunderstorm or he had a bad dream. I would have him repay me by sucking my nipples like we did to mom, I said to him. We were breastfed until a late age and both of us remembered it. I barely had bee stings at that time, but I still enjoyed the sensation. I'm sure our parents had to know what we were doing but they never said anything.

Now as an adult, I am barely in the house after work before I have my top off and my tits out. There is nothing I hate worse than having them covered. After that I will go upstairs and take the rest of my clothes off. If I don't have anything else to do, I will pull out my favorite vibrator sit back and play for a while. If I have housecleaning or something, that doesn't stop me from getting off. I will insert a bullet vibrator and go about my business. I cant even count how many times I will cum in one night. When I actually settle down I will masturbate for a good three or four hours, longer if I can. My favorite is still doing it outside. I still live in a rural area. I wouldn't know how to live in population! I love to go outback and sit in my patio chair and get off and then pee right there and get off some more. I recently discovered a small group about two hours away from me that meets once a month to masturbate. Its a wonderful experience. Growing up I only had one person to play with. Its great getting together as a group and seeing different techniques and watching as they cum.