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Me, Myself and I

I've always been amazed by my girlfriends who are always complain that their boyfriends are sex fiends and that's all they want. What I don't understand is why they don't want it also. If it was up to me, I could have sex every day. But since I don't always have a boyfriend, I cant get sex every day (I don't sleep around). So I masturbate a lot, usually every day. From what my friends will admit to, every day seems a lot, but I don't know how truthful they are. We don't discuss it that much actually.

I had one experience with masturbation that I still think about to this day. In college in my freshman year, I had a very nice roommate, Susan. Susan was very attractive but also very shy. We both used to be very modest about changing in front of the other and about what we wore to bed. But as the year went on we both grew out of our modesty, and by thanksgiving break we were naked in front of the other one every day, several times a day. Susan had a very nice figure and it was similar to mine. I am 5'7 about 140 pounds and 36c chest. Susan's figure was similar, maybe 10 pounds less than me and leggier than me. We both used to borrow clothes from the other all the time, and we became very close friends.

There were several times in the middle of the night, when I could swear that I heard Susan masturbating. It was very exciting and erotic to me because of course I used to do it every day back then too. I mostly did it in the shower because I was afraid of getting caught. Sometimes I'd do it in my bed under the covers and be very quiet and smooth about it, but it was never as good because I was always afraid of getting caught by Susan. But on more than one occasion, I would hear deep quick breaths and the sound of her hand moving frantically under her sheets.

After hearing this a few times, I decided I would be bolder about it and on a couple of occasions I could swear that in the darkness of our room that her eyes were on me as I was rubbing myself under the sheets. It came to the point where one night we were both letting out gasps and moaning softly at the same time. Afterwards she turned on the light and we both had big grins on our face and we talked about it. We talked about how we loved to do it and how we both did it practically every day. After that we started doing it together side by side. We would take off our clothes in front of each other (after classes or at the end of the night) and we would look at the other's body. Then we'd lie down next to each other and sometimes one of us would get a playgirl or something and we'd start rubbing ourselves or playing with our nipples. A few times we'd sit across from each other on one of our beds and do it. I loved watching her as she played with herself and she loved looking at me. I think we did it nearly every day for the next year and a half. It was so erotic and I think about it all the time to this day. She's the only one who has seen me masturbate and the only one who I have seen do it.


Posted on: 2004-03-18 00:00:00 | Author: