I've been visiting this site for quite some time now and really enjoy it. I am however dubious about the stories of those who get caught doing themselves and end up having a sexy time..Maybe my case was just 'bad luck'
I had been sharing a house with my friend Karen for eight months. We didn't spend a lot of time together due to her working swing shifts, but we got on ok when we were both home.
About two months ago I split with my boyfriend at the time, and was in no rush to get into another relationship, so I spent quite a few weekends at home, and masturbated quite regularly.
One Friday evening, three weeks after the split with my boyfriend, I took my usual bath, dressed in my nightie and robe, then settled in front of the tv. Karen arrived home and decided she would have an early night as she was pretty tired.
After a while alone watching tv I began to feel a bit horny, sitting on the couch idly twirling my nipples and stroking my pussy. I got more aroused and decided to turn on the pc and read some erotic stories and watch some porn clips. After half an hour of this I was absolutely soaking wet, rubbing my clit frantically and plunging my fingers into my pussy.
It must have been tiredness I guess, but I couldn't seem to quite get there. I had a couple of small clitoral orgasms, but I wanted something to fill me! Now at this time I don't have a vibe, or dildo, so I started to look for a substitute. After considering a few items I finally decided to try a banana from our fruit bowl in the hall. This looked almost perfect! it was about eight inches long, with a gentle bend in it. I had never done this before and was unsure about the coarse feel of the skin, and the edges on the fruit.
The more I held it, the more I wanted it, so I got to the kitchen and coated this banana in cooking oil. It doesn't feel too bad as I run my hand over it, coating it generously with the oil. I position my self on the edge of a dining chair, parting my legs and wiping the oil from my hands on and into my eager pussy. Using a free hand I part my lips and start to insert this banana. It feels strange and cold at first, but after an inch or two I start to stretch a bit and it feels fantastic! The warmth and pressure seem to soften the fruit and it becomes more flexible. I have it nearly all the way in now, it's just what I needed. It feels almost like a real cock and I'm sliding this in and out of me harder and faster. I'm nearly there laying back against the chair, gasping and grunting a little, the squelching sounds coming from my wet pussy are turning me on as I start pounding the fruit into me.
'My God, you filthy bitch, I eat those'! Karen screams at me from the kitchen door. I sit bolt upright, pulling the banana from me. It makes a loud slurping sound and my juices trickle down my leg, as I leap to my feet, ashamed and humiliated.
Karen storms out and slams her bedroom door. I tidy up and go to my room. We hardly speak from then on. I move out a week later. I now have a vibe and only masturbate when I'm sure nobody else is about..it isn't always a happy ending.