Masturbating about my future wife
I met my current wife when I was about 14. I saw her walk through the school grounds, didn't know her yet, but she stood out like a ray of sunlight. She was beautiful, had fantastic breasts (even back in 9th grade) and a smile which even today still gets me hard. Once we met, I would sit next to her in classes, hoping to touch knees or have her long hair touch my arm. I really liked her, but I don't think she really knew I existed back then. At home, I was already full into masturbating at home. I would usually do it in the bathroom because I didn't want to get my bed all messy. I would sit on the toilet, eyes closed, imagining kissing her, fondling her breasts and seeing her naked. This would all be enhance by me rubbing my very hard young cock. As my imagination was going wider and deeper, touching her pussy and kissing her breasts, I would get harder and harder and start moving my hand faster and faster. As I got closer I would stand up and face the toilet, imaging her kneeling in front of me kissing and sucking my hard cock just like I had seen in some pictures. As I would explode, I would shoot stream after stream of my young hot cum on the back seat of the toilet, 4-5 full shots dripping down the seat as the rest would end up in the toilet. I was usually out of breath, wobbly legs and almost on the floor with excitement. That would hold me off until the next time, sometimes an hour later, sometimes the next morning. Always, very satisfying and what turned out to be a dream come true for me because she became my lifelong friend, companion, wife and mother of our children. It still gets me excited thinking about it.
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