My Intimate Moments

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As a teenager, my favorite times for masturbation were gloomy autumn days and summer days when I returned from the beach and found myself home alone. My thoughts would instantly go to beating off and my heart would race in anticipation. On those sexy summer days, my skin would tingle from the sun and the cold water in my bathing suit would make my scrotum tight against my body. Hours of laying on a beach towel and looking at girls' bare legs and tight, round asses would make me very horny. Being home alone meant I could take my time and beat off in my bedroom or anywhere in the house, rather than locked in the bathroom. It increased my arousal to watch in the full-length bedroom mirror as I stepped out of my bathing suit, revealing the white skin underneath. I especially loved looking at my bare white ass against my darkly tanned torso and legs.

On the horniest of days, I had tremendous anal cravings and would search the house for something to penetrate myself with. My mom's douche bag and spare nozzle always seemed to be hidden in a different place, and it would tantalize me even more to delay the pleasure while searching for the forbidden anal teaser. When I found it, I would lubricate myself and lay on my back by the mirror so I could see the five inch white plastic object disappearing inside me. Or I would bend over the bathroom sink and insert it deep inside me, perhaps lingering in that position while I moved it in and out or rubbed lube into my sun-sensitized nipples. When I finally stood up straight, there was an extra pleasurable sensation from the tip of the hard plastic object pressing against the inside of me, and I wished that it was a little longer and bigger round.

Savouring this foreplay, I would feel my legs, arms and chest trembling. My breathing would get shallow and shaky, so it was difficult to catch a full breath. At that point, I knew I couldn't wait any longer; it was time to beat off.

I would begin stroking my hard dick slowly, so as to savour each new wave of pleasure. Working one finger up the bottom of the shaft would bring a few drops of slippery stuff to the tip, and I loved watching as it oozed from the little slit and puddled there. I would use one finger to rub it around the head of my dick for lubrication or get a drop on each of my middle fingers and rub it into my hard nipples while I watched in the mirror, taking in the hardness of my dick, my fingers circling around my nipples, and the expression of deep pleasure on my face.

In spite of my efforts to prolong it, the combined sensations and the delicious knowledge of what I was doing would send the cum straight up the length of my dick and spurting all over the place. Then, feeling both satisfied and a little ashamed, I would begin the task of cleaning up and returning things to their secret hiding places.



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