When the Wife's Away

When the wifes away Saturday 24th June The wife's gone to stay with her school friend for the weekend so I'm free to spend a couple of days with my lover, not another woman (or man), but the lover between my legs! I masturbate pretty regularly anyway, but when the wife goes away for a few days then I go wild! I masturbate several times a day, being as imaginative as I can. Today is no exception. First, I switch the TV to the porn channel. Having slept naked, I remain naked, wandering around the house with a hard-on or semi-hard-on. My first orgasm is on the sofa, where I lie stretched out, lubricating my prick with saliva and holding off ejaculation for as long as possible. The video camera is trained on my lower half. When I do eventually cum, I cum all over my stomach and chest and rub the sperm in, licking my fingers from time to time as I do so. Then follows a shower, during which I get aroused again and give myself a soapy-hands job. By this time I have quite an appetite and, still naked, prepare myself a full English breakfast to replace the energy needed for the exercise ahead of me. It will probably be a couple of hours before I am ready to cum again, but I spend some of that time surfing the Internet and downloading masturbation pics and videos. I also log in to a chat show, where I pose as a young lesbian and have erotic chats with other lesbians, but also with men who are turned on by lesbians. Today I'm lucky. This well-endowed teenager wants to wank for an older woman, and does so over his webcam. I, of course, pretend that I haven't got one! While I am doing this, I make a point of drinking as much water as possible, to fill my bladder for my next masturbation session, which is going to include pissing. For this, I get dressed for the first time during the day. My bladder is now full to bursting point, so I busy myself in the kitchen, walking around, tidying this, nibbling at that, and suddenly I cant wait any longer and I just let myself go and the piss just streams down my legs. Yes, I need a shit, so I do that in my pants as well. This really turns me on and I rub myself through my warm, wet trousers and add a bit of sperm to the other emissions. Now I put the soiled clothes into the washing machine and have another shower. Now it is time to get fully-dressed, as Im going to go out. Where? To the local pornographic cinema. Of course I dont go there to watch the films. Ive got plenty of porn at home, with Cable Television and DVDs. I go to watch men wanking and to wank openly myself. I am not disappointed. In the back row nearly everyone is wanking, either himself or his neighbour. I sit at the end of the row, and discover it is an ideal place to be, as a number of men who are a bit too shy to wank while sitting in their seats come to the corner at the back of the cinema to do it furtively, so I get a good view of a number of spurts. All the time I am openly wanking myself, but I make a point of holding off my ejaculation. I don't want to come until the end of the film. Imagine my delight when one of the men who has come up to the corner waves his erect prick in my face and whispers to me: Could you suck it for me? I don't need asking twice. I take it in my mouth and give it the works. Believe it or not, this is the first opportunity I've had to suck a mans prick, although I've been dreaming about it for years! I can taste the juices flowing, he's going to cum! I haven't got the courage to swallow the cum, so I finish him off by hand. I love watching the sperm shoot out anyway, and I think perhaps it isn't wise to swallow a strange mans cum, even though this ones prick seemed very clean. Now I'm on the edge myself, so I rest a bit before continuing with my own masturbation. I can see a seat free in the middle of the row, so I move into it. Here I have a better view of the men who are masturbating. The man next to me has a very large cock and a fantastic erection. He's masturbating slowly, his eyes glued to the screen. Dare I? After a while I cant resist the temptation. I slowly move my hand towards his member and touch it. The man doesn't take his eyes off the screen, but immediately removes his own hand from his prick. It seems he was only too willing. I spit onto my hand to get a bit of lubrication and got to work. Im obviously doing a god job, as he's just sitting back in his seat with a satisfied smile on his face. He doesn't so much as glance at me. After two or three minutes of rubbing the shaft, I transfer my attention to the head of his penis, titillating the frenulum with my thumb. This does the trick. Suddenly he starts shaking. There's a stifled cry and his prick erupts! Sperm shoots all over his shirt, trousers, the man next to him and my hand. I don't remember ever having seen quite so much sperm flow from a prick, quite so far, before. Still without looking at me, he takes out his handkerchief, cleans himself up as best he can and continues to watch the film, leaving his increasingly flaccid still penis oozing on to his trousers. This is too much for me. I can't hold back any longer and come myself, being careful to direct my penis towards the floor so as to protect my trousers. This in turn has the man on my left ejaculating--into his handkerchief. There now being no reason to wait for the end of the film I haven't the faintest idea what the story-line is anyway I tuck away my still dripping penis and leave. Walking through the street I happen to look down and see a rather large globule of sperm on my shoe. I evidently didn't aim very well in the dark of the cinema. Wondering whether anyone has noticed it in the meantime, I surreptitiously wipe it off as best I can with my other shoe. Back home, realizing I've had four orgasms already today, I decide to have a bite to eat and a well-earned rest. I know I'll probably manage one or two more, but now I feel in need of a pause, so I stretch out on the sofa in front of the cable-TV porn channel and enjoy the fucking without getting particularly excited. There's a gay film for a change. That's always a turn-on. And I eventually get an erection, but just stroke gently without coming, encouraging my balls to build up a sufficient supply of sperm for the next wank. Ive decided that this will be in the public urinal. I go there quite often anyway, but decide that a perfect wanking day wouldn't be complete without a bit of excitement among the pissers. Off I go to the urinal. As usual it is full, but eventually one bona fide pisser leaves and there's room for another wanker. Men are stroking left and right of me and I soon get a hard-on. We are all looking at each others pricks and presumably making comparisons. The chap next to me tentatively sticks out his hand towards my prick, but I politely indicate that I'm not interested. He decides to leave, and the chap who replaces him has obviously come in for a quicky. His prick is stiff as soon as he takes it out and he starts rubbing in earnest. He comes pretty soon. A lovely spurt and this is too much for me. I cant hold back any longer and cum myself. Not as prolific a spurt as his, but what do you expect for the fifth wank of the day?

I leave soon after that and go home to relax. I watch a rather boring film on TV and doze off in the middle. When I wake up I surf a bit and download a few wanking pics and then decide to go to bed. After today's five wanks I can look forward to a good night's sleep. But just as in my teenage days, after lying in bed for a minute or so my hand wanders down to the appendage between my legs and before I know it it's stiff again. There's no stopping me. I slowly masturbate to orgasm, making sure what sperm there is goes all over the sheet. Not only will this turn me on when I see it in the morning my wife will also be able to see something of what I've been up to while she's been away. Something!!! And tomorrow is another day!