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Spatulas Aren't Only for Cooking

With all of the masturbation stories that I have, a novel could be written every week or so. Here I am going to recount a recent masturbation story.

I have just recently broken up with my boyfriend of many years but our relationship was a long distance one for the last little while, so I found my only source of pleasure was myself the majority of the time anyway. I have rather large breasts (E), and one good thing about that is that I can suck them myself.

I was looking at some porn and had begun to get very wet. I started to gently rub my clitoris with my right hand and inserted 2 fingers into my vagina to get more fluid out. Luckily, I get very wet, so there is never a need for lubrication. On this day in particular, I desperately wanted something inside of me, so I was going through my place looking for a penis-like object. For some reason I haven't purchased a dildo yet, but have wanted to for many years. Anyway, I found a long spatula that had a rather thick handle made of a rubber substance. I put a condom on the handle and inserted it into my vagina. It felt amazing. I was getting hornier and hornier by the second, which was becoming apparent by my rough thrusting. I did various positions with the spatula. I started out laying on my back and gently moving it in and out, but then moved on to riding it which made me very wet. After riding it for several minutes, I laid down on my bed and went to town. The thrusting was so vigorous by now, and I wanted to let it all out. My mind was racing with erotic thoughts about fantasies that I would like to act out with other women and soon enough I came all over the place. My hands were drenched with cum, it was dripping down my legs and the towel that I had placed under me was soaked. I cleaned up the mess, and before I was even done, I got horny again. I'm the type of person that is always ready for something sexual, I have a very high sex drive which my ex could not and did not want to keep up with (I always thought it was weird for a guy to refuse sex). For round 2 I sat in a chair and gently massaged my clitoris and fondled and sucked my breasts until I was literally exploding. I have the most intense orgasms sometimes, where my whole body will quiver and cum will flow out of me and this happened to be one of those times.

This is my story, and if you saw me in person you would never believe that I would be this type of person. I seem like the typical girl next door: sweet personality, blonde hair and blue eyes. If only people knew what I was really up to in my place.


Posted on: 2003-01-18 00:00:00 | Author: