When I was a teenager I had precious little time alone. Sharing a bedroom with my sister meant privacy was hard to come by and sometimes I was so desperately aroused and wet with no way to do something about it. Sometimes I would rub my pussy to orgasm in the bathroom or in the shower, or in the middle of the night in bed trying to be as quiet and subtle as possible.
I remember I would use just one finger to gently tease my throbbing clit so I was barely moving, softly touching and touching until I’d have this long gentle drawn out orgasm. I’d softly control my breathing, not letting a sound escape me as I exploded inside. It wasn’t enough though. I have a larger clit and it was forever rubbing against my underwear and turning me on for no good reason, some days pulling them down the gusset would be wet through. These days I masterbate multiple times a day, I even casually sit and touch my pussy while reading or just doing everyday things, I find if I tease myself like this the results when I get serious are more intense.
I lived in the middle of nowhere in the countryside so in the guise of going for a walk, I would walk a fair distance away over the fields and to where there was a forest. I’d find somewhere sheltered and lean against a tree or sit against a big rock, I’d take my underwear down and touch myself with abandon, rubbing my swollen clit hard, shoving a finger or two inside myself and fuck myself as hard as I could. I could never do anything like this in the house and I was always so on edge. I’d lift my top up and pull my tits out of my bra and rub and gently pull my nipples which would send shoots of pleasure directly to my clit. I’d think about if anyone could see me, what would I do? I’d fantasise that they would come and watch me, touching themselves, and I’d let them take my virginity, a complete stranger! I think if anyone had actually seen me I would have run away pretty fast and died of embarrassment. After this I would straighten myself out and go back home as through nothing had happened and ask my mum what was for dinner...! I would do this a few times a week for a few years. Now I really do wonder if through all those times, someone did hide in the trees and watch a teenager masterbate in the middle of the woods.... the thought is very exciting. I don’t live anywhere where I could do that now, I’m sure I wouldn’t be as shy if someone saw these days.
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