I totally agree with Hayley who posted her story the other day, that masturbating to Porn, Erotic text or Sexual images is okay, but for me, to remember incidents of intimacy with a partner or solo or mutual masturbation, brings a different form of deeper arousal. I tend to do this when waking up in the morning all warm and horny. It helps to thicken up my already hardening cock!
Things that I remember specifically are:-
Rubbing my wife, over the crotch of her thin summer shorts between her legs in the car, for many miles when returning from the seaside. I remember she felt quite damp and was breathing heavy until just as we were coming up to a guy walking by the side of the car at traffic lights, she gasped and pulled my fingers hard into her pussy and bucked her hips as she cummed. The guy must have thought she was having a fit!
Another time on the coast, during the day, we were parked up overlooking the sea, she was wearing a short skirt and tights, and because I have always been turned on by the feel of nylon, got turned on rubbing her inner thighs with my left hand so carefully got my cock out, making sure we had no one near us, and proceeded to wank myself and finger her panties through the nylon, both coming together, me spurting onto her leg and her spurting into her panties which became wet. The smell in the car was amazing!
Another memorable occasion that makes me hard was one horny day when we were on holiday in Lanzarote, and it was too warm outside and we came inside to make a cool drink. Seeing her with her 38d breasts sticking out of her bikini top, and her short skirt showing off her great legs over her bikini bottoms, I was mega horny and said to her I want to fuck you! She laughed and said she wasn't in the mood at the moment as she was a bit hot, maybe later.
I wasn't prepared to wait so playfully I pulled the zip down on my shorts and pulled out my thickening cock, with it's swelling head (I am circumcised). I rubbed it gently, pushing it playfully against her arm, and said 'Oh go on, you know you want it' she continued to giggle as she was pouring the drinks.
I started to wank myself slowly, and at the same time put my right hand up her skirt as she was standing next to the kitchen sink, and brought my hand onto the crotch of her bikini bottom. She felt warm and moist, and the material was silky making me even hornier, if that was at all possible. She said, 'You are naughty' I said I can't wait, but we could still have a good fuck later.
I started to rub myself harder and her moist pussy covered by the silky material, and knew from her breathing that she was beginning to get turned on. I said squeeze my balls, milk me. She cupped her right hand under my hard cock and squeezed my balls in pulses, just gently pulling on me which was lovely.
I slipped my middle finger under and up into her wet pussy and she gasped and pushed her crotch into the cabinet in front of her, humping herself. I started fingering her hard, and she grabbed hold of the worktop and started to push herself gyrating against my fingers and she came in a rush of moisture onto my hand. At the same time I lifted myself up to the kitchen sink and spurted my spunk into the sink and it was so powerful I splattered the tiles behind!
What great memories these are, but still turn me on many years later. I hope I can still make these memories work their magic hardness into my sixties and seventies.
Perhaps other readers can give us some short story memories that will turn us all on!