How do I begin? Should I start by telling you that right this second I am extremely horny? My wife sits in the living room watching one of her boring reality TV shows. Little does she know or care about what I’m doing. I feel my cock jump ever so slightly as it sort of knows what it wants me to do. Trust me when I tell you that I’m not a bad looking guy, so it probably wouldn’t be hard to find someone to service my needs. But being married, I prefer to stay faithful to my wife (masturbation does not count as a form of cheating, though I know some females will balk at that comment). Besides nobody, and I do mean NOBODY, can pleasure you quite like yourself. I look over at the clock on my nightstand, and it reads 2:15. There’s a meaningless football game on the TV in here with me, but my mind is far distanced from it. I find myself doing oddball searches for porn sites on my little netbook. The latest “stretched panties” seems to have pulled up the desired results. I have always had a panty fetish, as long as I can remember. And I don’t mean wearing them; I’m talking about seeing women in them, which is a huge turn on for me. Witness that by the lump steadily beginning to grow in my pajama pants. Again, Sex hikayeleri I’m not blessed with a huge cock, it measures out at a mere five and three-quarter inches long by approximately two and half inches in diameter (circumcised). Yes, I could have lied and went straight to six, but being honest adds just a bit more realism to the story. Besides, I’ve never had any complaints. Anyway, it’s not long before I’m fully erect. I turn on my left side to get a bit more comfortable so to speak. Being right-handed makes things a tad easier, if you get my drift. I slowly put my thumb and index finger just below the head of my shaft and give it a few well-intentioned strokes. Suddenly I feel like I’m fifteen again. I want to jerk off so bad, but I’m afraid I’ll get caught. I don’t know whether it is the adrenaline rush or what, but I decide to throw caution to the wind. Besides, she’s too preoccupied with the television anyway. I continue my little tease. After all, I don’t want to come too fast. It feels so good, going this slow as to not raise any suspicions. I can actually sense my breathing changing as my finger and thumb continues it’s little tease. It takes all I can muster not Sikiş hikayeleri to just take hold of my shaft and jerk it off until I explode with pleasure. But then again, that would be the easy way out. Looking at assortment of pictures, big tits, little tits, shaven, hairy, blonde or brunette. They’re all here. Posing for my own personal enjoyment. Finally I feel a drop of pre-come ooze from my now throbbing shaft. I use my index finger and quickly scoop it up and use it as a lubricant on the underside of my cock. This is all so very arousing. I know that when my orgasm hits it’s going to be fantastic. There is one picture that I’ve run across, a small busted girl sitting back spread eagle on what appears to be a bus. Her sweet, shaved pussy juts out splayed before me. Her skinny legs spread wide, the expression on her face seems to cry out “Fuck me. Fuck me here and now”. That’s one of the wonderful things about fantasy; you can make up any story as you go along. I have her saved on my toolbar so I can look at her anytime I need a bit of inspiration. My fingers begin traveling a little faster now. Pinching the head a little harder. But still using just my thumb and forefinger. Erotik hikaye My breathing gets a bit raspier and my balls are beginning to tense up closer to my body. A sure sign that an orgasm isn’t too far off. I let loose of my cock momentarily, just to appreciate its steady throb. Thump. Thump. Thump. I begin again with almost the same method, only this time I keep my thumb just below the head, and I use my index finger to slowly stroke the underside. From the base all the way back to the crown. It doesn’t take long for another large glob of clear pre-come to appear. Again, using the same index finger, I rub it over the head and back to the underside of my cock. Lying there, not moving my arm, even if my wife would happen to walk in, she would be clueless as to what I was doing. That is unless she saw the front of my pants Anyway, right now I am concentrating on not coming too soon. I want to milk this out for as long as possible (no pun intended). I take a deep breath and exhale. It feels so good. I slowly, tantalizingly, let the tip of my index finger stroke the underside of my cock once again. I feel it pulsing beneath my finger, begging for more if you will. I reach down further now, and pull and massage my aching balls. The smoothness of them is another turn on (yes…I shave). I squeeze them gently, knowing that I am getting ever so much closer. A few minutes of that and I am back to my cock. This time I take my whole hand and push then pull on it.
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