I suppose the best place to start is when I discovered public masturbation.
When I was a much younger man, I would head to a ball field that was a short bike ride from my home. It was on the edge of town and there weren’t many people that used it. It was surrounded by a wooded area that had some hiking paths that led down to a creek. Most days, I had the whole park to myself. I’d take my bat and a few balls and just take swings for awhile. Sometimes I’d head out on the trail and just sit by the creek for a bit. It was great because there was always someone at my house and I loved having a place that I could get a little privacy. There was an afternoon toward the end of summer while the water was still fairly warm that I ventured out into the creek. I had taken off my shirt while I was walking down and kicked off my shoes and socks before I went in. I was standing in the knee-high water when this feeling washed over me. I was just out in this creek in my shorts and underwear and wondered how it would feel to just be naked out there. No sooner than that thought had rushed in did I start to feel my dick stiffen. I made my way back to the bank and took a really hard look around. I hadn’t seen anyone the whole time I had been there and it was getting close to dinner time for most people. My heart was racing, my head was spinning from the adrenaline and my dick was harder than I had ever felt it before. After another paranoid scan of the area, I gulped and dropped my shorts and undies to my ankles. I was overcome with how good it felt and how excited I was. I stood there for a minute or two still paranoid that someone may emerge from the trail and catch me. But, as the time started to pass I got a little braver. I stepped out of my clothes and started to walk back toward the creek. The further I got from my clothes the more my head would swim with fear and excitement. Before long, I was out in the middle of the creek, completely naked, with the hardest boner I’d ever had. I could actually see my pulse in my dick. The idea that there was no logical explanation for why I was out in the middle of the creek with no clothes on and a raging hard-on had turned me on so much. I couldn’t resist pushing it a bit further. My hand made its way down to my shaft and I started stroking myself. My eyes darted around looking for any sign that someone was out there while I stood there stroking myself. It all felt so amazing. The fear and embarrassment of what would happen if I was to be caught was mixed up with the pleasure and hormones raging through me. It didn’t take long for the orgasm to start building up. My balls tightened and my legs started to tense. I tried to keep my eye on the banks, make sure I wasn’t about to be caught but the feeling started to wash over me. I knew I was only a stroke or two away from exploding. The paranoia snuck in at that moment and the sound of a twig snapping out in the woods somewhere almost snapped me back into reality but as I pulled my hand away the first rope of semen shot from my dick and it didn’t matter to me if I was about to caught. I latched back on to my dick and felt the greatest pleasure I had known up to that point. It felt like I couldn’t stop cumming. Each pulse of my orgasm made me moan. Every shot of cum felt like the first. It was amazing. I barely even registered that it had brought me to my knees. The cool water was gently washing the last few drops of cum off the tip of my cock. It took me a minute to gather myself and realize where I was and the fact that I was still naked out here. Fear rushed back in and I ran for the bank. I quickly got my clothes back on and started to search the area. It had probably been an animal that I’d heard earlier but I was convinced for a bit that I’d been caught. I made my way back to the field and never saw anyone. It wasn’t until I was back home that I’d managed to convince myself that I’d gotten away with it. I masturbated again in the shower just from thinking about how exciting it had been. I wondered if I could get away with it again. I also wondered what would have happened if someone had caught me. Would they have screamed, yelled at me? What if it was a cute girl? All of this started me thinking that, maybe next time, I might see how long I can get away with it. I might like getting caught.
Author: middleageindianaperv
[MF] Roommate couldn’t pay her rent (part 2)
I watched as she crossed the room. Her tight ass bouncing a little with each stride. Then she disappeared around the corner. My cock gave another throb as I caught a glimpse of her tits when she turned. I sat in my chair basking in the afterglow of my orgasm. My brain was slowly returning and putting a hand on the wheel. As logic returned I started to wonder what I had just done. Had I really just agreed to let her live here for nothing more than free use? Sure, it would be great for awhile. Who wouldn’t want a live-in fuck toy. But, what happens when the novelty wears off? What happens in a few months when I’ve had her every way I’ve wanted and I’m bored of her? What if I meet someone? Am I really going to continue to let her stay if I can’t or don’t want to fuck her anymore? Maybe I could still back out. I should go in there and tell her that this isn’t going to work out. I’ll let her slide on the rent for this month because of the blowjob I already got, but she’ll have to pay with cash next time. That’s when my cock gave my logic a big slap in the face. The image of her naked between my legs with my cock in her mouth flooded my mind. I realized that I could still feel her saliva around the length of my cock. Usually, it takes a little while for me to recover after I cum. But, not this time. It had never really softened. It went down a bit, but the thought of her, sitting naked in her room, waiting for me to come in and take her brought me right back to life. My cock was telling me that a blowjob wasn’t worth the $500 she owed me but maybe a blowjob and a good fuck would be. Maybe after you’ve pounded her and unloaded on those perky tits you can tell her she’ll have to pay next month. My cock was firmly back behind the wheel as I got up. I pulled my shirt off and headed to her room.
[MF] Roommate couldn’t pay her rent. (Part 1) (first post, wouldn’t mind critique)
I had been looking for a roommate for a few months. I could easily afford the large 2 bedroom place myself but I thought it’d be nice to have someone around and the extra money would be great for my next vacation. I’d posted an ad asking for a female roommate. I figured I wouldn’t get a lot of bites but I’ve always gotten along better with women. All of my closest friends were women. I got a few calls and even met with a few women but no one I felt like I could get along with very well. I was beginning to think it wasn’t going to happen. That is, until she showed up.
She responded to the ad and we met up at a coffee shop. She seemed well adjusted. Like she had her shit together. So, I invited her over to see the apartment. We chatted a bit more and I felt good about her, so I offered her the room. She moved in the following week with 2 month’s rent in hand. I was confident I had found a good match. She had been good about picking up after herself and we often watched movies together. Not to mention she was extremely good looking. She seemed to make herself right at home pretty quickly. I’d usually see her sitting around in these tight little shorts and a tank top, very obviously, without a bra.
I started to get concerned in the third month. It seemed like she was off early or off work completely far too often. I wasn’t shocked when she asked for an extension on her share of the rent. She swore it would be the only time. Things had just been slow and she needed a little more time. I was okay with that but didn’t want it to become a habit. The following week she paid her share and things were back to normal. A couple days later I had taken the day off work. Since I had the apartment I lived in the larger bedroom with an attached bathroom. She had to use the bathroom that was down the hall from her room and had to cross in front of my room to get there. She must not have known that I had stayed home that day because after she got out of the shower she returned to her room without covering up. For the brief moment that she passed in front of my open door I got to see her completely naked. The image burned itself into my mind. It was all I could think about. I found myself masturbating to it constantly.
A few weeks later I had to ask her for her share of the rent again. This time there was no explanation, no asking for an extension. She just said she didn’t have it. I asked her when she thought she would have it and she said she didn’t know. A few days later I asked her if she had figured out when she might have the rent and she said she’d give it to me when she had it. That night she went out to the club with some friends and I was livid. How’s she have the money to party with her friends and couldn’t even give me a straight answer when I asked her for the rent. The next day I decided to be firm with her. I told her that she wasn’t ever on the lease and I could kick her out any time I wanted. I told her she had until the end of the week to pay her share or she was out on her ass. I went back to my room and fumed for a couple hours.
She came into my room a little while later. Same short shorts, same tank top. She asked if I was still upset with her and I said that I was. She said that she couldn’t afford the rent but I couldn’t just throw her out. She said she didn’t have anywhere to go. Then she said that maybe she could pay me for the room another way. She took a few steps toward me and pulled her top off over her head. As she continued to cross the room she slid her thumbs into the waistband of those shorts and pushed them down revealing the thin landing strip of pubic hair over her perfect looking pussy. This was the first time I’d had a really good full-frontal view of her naked. Before I could even think of whether or not to accept her offer she was standing directly in front of me. A full-time fuck buddy seemed like a fair trade. She dropped to her knees and pulled at the waistband of my shorts. As she slid them down my cock sprang free, already hard. She gasped slightly at the sight. I’m not an overly huge guy but she seemed to be impressed with the 8” I had. She slowly started stroking the length, running her fingers gently up and down the full length of my cock. It was driving me wild. If she had kept it up for much longer I would have busted all over her face. I think she knew that and pulled back to let me calm down a bit before she wrapped her lips around the head. She lightly teased the head of my throbbing cock while running her fingers up and down the shaft. It was amazing how well she could read my body and reactions. Every time I felt like I was about to fall over the edge and cum in her mouth she’d ease up and tease until I settled back down enough for her to work me back up to the edge again. It had been months since anyone else had even touched my cock and every caress of her tongue and every stroke of her finger was intoxicating. I wanted to last. I wanted to hold back just so I could continue to feel her mouth wrapped around me. She was on the floor in front of me completely naked and as much as I wanted to pull her up and bend her over my bed I didn’t want to give up this incredible blowjob. Every time I thought she was going to push me too far and make me bust in her mouth, she’d back off and ease me back down again. There were quite a few times where one more stroke would have sent me past the point of no return but she’d stop just in time. I wanted to fuck her so badly. I wanted to take out how angry I was with her on her tight little pussy but every time she’d get me so close to cumming I wanted to force her head down on my cock so I could just make her swallow every drop of cum I fed to her. I figured, if this was how she intended to pay her rent, then I could fuck her any way I wanted to any time I wanted to. Why not just let her finish this blowjob and save her pussy for later that day? But, I had to get in there. I had to feel her pussy wrapped around my cock.
She drove me to edge a few more times and on the last one it seemed like she was finally going to make me finish. I was giving all the signs that if she kept going I’d cum. The moaning, the hips grinding into her mouth I finally said that if she didn’t stop I’d cum. And she let out a muffled “mmhmm” as she started going faster. With one hand working my cock in her mouth she reached up with her free hand to gently play with my nipples. I was so close that I was sure she was already getting a mouthful of my Pre-cum. Every part of me wanted to let go and fill her mouth. I tried to hold back, tried to find a way to stop her so I could fuck her but I let her go too long. There was no stopping it. I felt the first ropes of cum shoot the back of her throat. I gave up and let go. Rope after rope up of cum shot out filling her mouth. She swallowed every drop. I was in ecstacy. Waves of orgasm passing over me. She didn’t let my cock out of her mouth until every last wave had passed and every last drop was down her throat.
She stood up and asked if we had a deal. I replied that we did. Any time I want it, I get it. No questions asked. No act turned down. I owned her body. As she turned to return to her room she bent down to grab her clothes. I told her not to bother getting dressed. I’d be in in a few minutes to finish what we had started.