Some of the hottest masturbatory episodes I had during my adolescence and teenage years were the incidents wherein I would deliberately set myself up to get caught by one or both of my parents. They had a nightly routine when they went to bed. First they would go into their room and stay for about ten or fifteen minutes, then their bedroom door would fly open, and one of them would go to the bathroom, followed by the other, before their door would be closed for the night.
What I loved to do, was to lay on the floor right outside their bedroom door, and pull my jeans and panties down to my ankles, so I could not possibly yank them back up in time should my parents' door fly open and one of them appear. I would spread my legs and frantically play with my pussy, jiggling my clitty, thrusting my pelvis with complete shameless abandon, knowing that my mom or dad could open their door at any moment and see me there, sprawled out on the floor at their feet, legs flung wide, pussy splayed open nastily, playing with it right in front of them.
The erotic thrill of knowing they could catch me would always make me climax within seconds of pulling my jeans and panties down, and I would lay there silently thrashing and convulsing in a shattering series of multiple orgasms, imagining them catching me, imagining them seeing how nasty I looked, reveling in being their naughty, nasty girl. After I climaxed, I would leap to my feet, hurriedly pull up my panties and jeans, many times just moments before their door would fly open. I have been almost caught by them so many times, but then, that was the reason for the thrill, knowing it was very likely that I could really get caught.
If this gets posted, I have other hot experiences to share as well. Hope the readers enjoy this one. This site is fantastic.