Unexpected Pleasure

This experience really opened my eyes to the possibilities of pleasure. It happened when I was a teenager. My parents were out of town for the weekend. They left me a list of chores to do, mainly to keep me occupied and out of trouble.

I got up Saturday morning and started with cleaning up part of the basement. It was mainly used for storage and needed swept and some boxes needed moved. Of course, since I had the house to myself, I took along a couple of the magazines I had stashed under my mattress in case I got bored.

I started early and for some reason some rolled up blankets caught my eye. I don't remember ever seeing them before. I went over to check them out. They were rolled tightly and stacked on top of each other. They were super soft, yet firm. As I was standing there, I noticed the blankets on the bottom row were just about the height of my cock. I was already a bit horny thanks to the magazines and thought it might be fun to play around with them. But I decided not to do it at that point. I decided I would dive into the list of chores and come back later for a break.

The thing is, I couldn't stop thinking about them. They reminded me of the vaginas I had seen in those magazines. While I enjoyed masturbating, the blankets fueled fantasies about what it might be like to have sex with a woman. Those blankets would be the closest I might get for a while. It was hard to stay focused on getting my work done.

Finally, I took a break for lunch. All I had been thinking about was sliding my cock into those blankets. As I walked down into the basement, my cock was getting harder. Just the thought of what I was about to do was enough to get me excited. I brought down some magazines too. But I wouldn't need them. By the time I crossed the basement floor, I could feel my dick bulging in my shorts.

I stopped and took off my shirt and kicked off my shoes. The basement floor was cool to my bare feet, but not enough to take the starch out of my shorts. I stepped out of my shorts and underwear. I stroked my cock to make sure it was good and hard. It didn't need any more encouragement. It was rock hard and ready to go.

As I walked over to the stack of blankets, my teenage cock swung back and forth. I pulled a blanket on the bottom row out a bit and slid my cock inside. It was really tight but didn't offer much resistance. I then started humping and I couldn't believe the feeling! I was used to using my fist to get off but this was amazing! From the tip of my cock all the way down the shaft, I was enveloped in ecstasy. There was a magnificent pleasure that electrified my cock all at once! I couldn't believe how good it felt and as I slid in and out, I couldn't help but wonder just how much better actual sex might be.

It felt so good, I started hammering away. You have to remember, at that point I hadn't learned about edging or trying to make the feeling last. All I knew is that the better it felt, the faster I went. And the faster I went, the better it felt! I was in in heaven! I was banging the blanket so hard, that the shelf started shaking. 

I could feel the orgasm welling up inside of me and I knew it would be unlike anything I ever felt before. It soon hit me in a wild rush of pleasure! My knees buckled as the first stream of cum shot from my cock. My cock was throbbing uncontrollably. I could feel my sperm shooting into the blanket. Each burst brought a new round of pleasure I could feel from my head to my toes!

When it was over I was surprised at how heavy I was breathing. I had worked up a sweat too! I took my limp cock out of the blanket and wiped it off. Even though I was spent, I wanted to do it again! In all there were six blankets stacked up there. A quick calculation told me each blanket had two ends and that meant 12 orgasms. I made sure I enjoyed every one and then some during that weekend. The funny thing is, I realized I needed to wash those blankets before my parents got home. My mom was so pleased to learn that I took the initiative to learn how to do the laundry that weekend. If she only knew...