Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Masturbation Story

Introduction: I thought it was cute, this 55 year old guy, happily married with two kids (one my age) kept looking at me while I masturbated. I wondered if he thought about me when he fucked his wife. The thought of it, sent a pleasure hit straight to my zucchini fucked cunt and as I came hard the little green fellow slipped out of my hand as my juice squirted across the table and trickled to the floor.

I have never been shy of my body.

So walking around naked never fazes me and anyway it's my house. It says so on the lease. I got the place last year just after my 24th birthday.

So last week... my boyfriend Martin had been away for 2 weeks and my pussy was yearning to be filled.

It only got worse when I went to pick up the groceries.

Cucumbers never looked so good, carrots were making me tingle and even little zucchini had some appeal.

I picked up a few of each and an ear of corn with the rest of the weekly shop and headed home.

By the time I got home my pussy was soaked. I stripped naked, left my clothes by the front door, and headed straight into the kitchen.

Mr Jamieson from next door always seemed to be at the window. His living room window met my side kitchen window.

I would often open the blinds and wash up naked so he could see. Or let Martin fuck me on the table knowing her was watching.

I washed and dried the veggies and then grabbing a beer out of the fridge I walked back into the lounge. It's small but has double French doors opening out on to our manicured garden.

My pussy was still aching. I missed Martin. But my pussy missed his big thick cock even more.

The way he takes me is never boring.

He always splits my lips open with his finger and makes sure my juices coat my outer lips - as often they get pulled in when he sinks his massive shaft into me.

He never gives me a moment to think just pounds the living fuck out of me.

I love it when he shoves my legs up behind my head spreading me wide exposing my holes.

My pussy takes him well. It's used to him.

But my ass just can't do it. He's too big.

It's a shame, as I love my ass being fucked good and hard.

I took another swig of the beer and opened my legs wide. I am well versed at fucking myself. I've done it since I was 16 and know every crevice of my body.

My fingers ran down my body until they met my love bud. I rubbed it making it hard in a few strokes. Juice started to seep out of me as two of my fingers disappeared inside.

I heard a noise outside and noticed a shadow of a person through the slats in the fence.

I was sure it was Mr Jamieson so I didn't stop.

In fact it made me feel hotter. I took another swig and lowered the bottle down between my legs sliding the neck straight inside. Slowly I fucked my hole with the glass bottle. The way I was seated half laying made the opening hit my g-spot every time it entered me.

splashing up inside my cunt with every thrust. My moans

with the beer bottle, my other had working my clit, until I closed my

into reality. This time I could see Mr Jamieson's

his

watching me masturbate!

had given him away. I could see he was

I stood

into the kitchen and took out

on the kitchen bench, my fun tools next to me. My fingers

I slid the green hard veggie inside me. I looked to the side and saw Mr Jamieson looking through

while I masturbated. I wondered if he thought about me when he fucked his wife. The thought of it, sent a pleasure

I wasn't finished.

by a

was so

up and called out through

front room. You wont be able to see me unless you come over. Yes

the front room. Two minutes later Mr

in. Sit there on the chair. You just watched me fucking my self with a zucchini. You can watch

man under my control. A different feeling than I usually have

'Well go on. Sit.'

Again he did again

it. If I'm going to give you a show I want to see you

pulled out a massive 10-inch cock. It was so fucking hard and fat I wanted to sit right on

I have agreed not to fuck others unless we both consent and Mr Mr Jamieson was just to close to home. Plus he was married and I am no home wrecker. If anything I see my self as helping their marriage. Spicing up his life. I'm

knelt on the sofa spreading my legs wide so he had a perfect view. I took the cucumber, the longest and fattest I could find at the shops and shoved it into my greedy sweet fuck hole. My juices running down the sides coating it for

and sucked and licked on it until I had worked the cucumber

I so loved this.

it into my ass as I slid up and down on the cucumber that was well placed between our two leather cushions. I worked the carrot in and out feeling

'Oh oh! That's soooooo!'

about to cum so

you don't

all he

cock in time with me fucking myself or I will never let you see me again. I know you watch me you

started pulling faster than before and

thought of being the main attraction in a show was too much and I came screaming so loud

came and came and came gushing out all over the

was ravenous. I missed Martin's cock now pounding me into submission, messing up my sweet hole for his pleasing. Although I like this game

my

feeling of the little kernals rubbing on the inside of me drove me wild. I felt each one. My hole was now split to capacity

Does it look good;

like you....' he

Does the corn in

as he pulled his cock so hard I thought