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It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was off work for the day. I often got off work early on Wednesdays and when I did I usually headed over to the neighborhood theater to catch a matinee. I didn’t care what the movie was about, I just loved sitting in the almost empty theater, munching on popcorn, and enjoying a little time away from everything. This had been my routine for years. I even kept a stash of candy in my glove box for just such occasions
On this particular Wednesday I was watching a sexy flick. The actors were attractive, the plot was predictable, a typical Hollywood movie. I can’t say that I was really paying attention until the sex scene. As I watched the two actors go at it, however, I started to get really turned on. I felt dampness spreading between my thighs and heard my pulse pounding in my ears. I wanted to touch myself. I glanced about. There were only two other people in the theater at the time and they were just as absorbed in the action as I was. So I did it. I slipped my hand into my skirt and slowly moved it down under my panties until my fingers found my wetness. I began to touch myself in slow circles as I watched the onscreen actors touch and caress each other. My fingers were his fingers, her fingers, his cock, her mouth. The movie was rated R so I had to use my imagination a bit as I fantasized. But still, I didn’t last long. I came in short panting breaths. My head was buzzing and my legs felt rize escort weak. The rest of the movie reeled past in a blur.
There is something about masturbating in the afternoon. Sometimes I stop by my house during my work break for a little alone time with my vibrator. It puts a whole new spin on the day. It’s kind of like having a cocktail for lunch. It is something that you carry with you for the rest the day. This was like that, only better. The added thrill inspired by the threat of being caught, no matter how unlikely, fueled my orgasm to new heights.
The second time was at a greenbelt in my neighborhood. I made plans to meet a friend at a park bench near the entrance to the hiking trail one afternoon. I arrived early and the trail was completely deserted. The bench was not visible until you entered the woods and rounded a corner. I could still hear the buzz of activity from the nearby picnic area as I slipped my hand between my legs. I didn’t waste time with slow caresses this time. Instead I pushed my fingers roughly, first one and then two, inside myself. I rubbed with urgency, tasted my fingers and then continued to touch myself with unrelenting hands. I came quickly and hard and not a moment too soon. I was still breathless from the exertion of it when my friend rounded the corner. I mumbled a lie about arriving early to jog the trail and then excused myself to the bathroom to clean sakarya escort up and compose myself.
After that I was hooked. I bought a small vibrator at a local adult video shop that looked like a tube of lipstick. It was whisper quiet and totally waterproof. I used it whenever possible: bathroom stalls, under the table at the clubs, and even once while my date excused himself to the bathroom at an Italian restaurant.
One night, after a date that left me totally unfulfilled, I found myself home with nothing to do. I didn’t want to masturbate in my room alone or even in the shower. I needed something more. I decided to take a trip a few blocks away to a hotel with a hot tub. The lights were dim and although it was secluded… it was just public enough so that I could feel the dare. Before getting into the water I glanced about to see if anyone was around. A few of the rooms surrounding the pool still had lights on, but the curtains were closed. I seemed to have the place to myself. I turned on the bubbles and slipped into the water. I took my toy out of my bag and slipped it under my bikini bottom. I felt the purring sensation between my legs and leaned my head back with my eyes closed. I just sat there enjoying the sensation and the hot water as it relaxed my muscles. I was just beginning to work the vibrator back and forth when I heard the creak of the gate to the pool.
“Mind samsun escort if I join you?” she asked.
“Not at all.” I managed to pant. Not knowing what else to do, I had left the toy tucked in my bathing suit bottom. She removed her shapeless cover up to reveal a gorgeous body underneath. I could still feel the vibrations purring through me as she bent to remove her sandals. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I didn’t know what to do. The thrill of being caught in the act and the idea of this beautiful woman joining me in the warm water had me on the verge of coming. She slid into the pool and sat next to me. She placed her hands behind her head leaning back and letting out a long breath.
“Wow that feels good.” she sighed.
“You have no idea.” I thought, but leaned back and let out my breath as well. I was feeling the tension and passion rise and I wondered if I could play off my orgasm as a sigh.
She inched closer to me and asked, “Whatcha’ reading?” I had forgotten that I had brought a paperback along as a rouse, a prop. But now here I was with a stranger on the verge of bliss and I didn’t even remember what book I’d brought. Then the shiver ran down my spine. I felt the blush spread and my body felt limp and tingly. As soon as I could manage it I ducked my head under the water and extracted the toy from my suit. I emerged from the water trying my best to make it appear as if I were just wetting my hair and smoothing it out of my eyes. I had actually pulled it off. I was about to turn off my toy and slip it under my towel when suddenly the bubbles went off in the hot tub. Whisper quiet or not the buzzing sound was unmistakable. Then I heard her giggle.
“You mind if I borrow that?”
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