Business Trip Masturbation - Best/Extrene Methods
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GhostFeather18
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Phone sex for sure. As many different guys as I can manage.
GhostFeather18
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My favorite being a time when I had phone sex with 5-6 guys in a row. I couldn't be satiated that day. Not that they were not any good but because it was just one of those days.
ShyMaleSub
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Well, if you're looking for some phonesex, I'm in a hotel tonight and haven't had some good phonesex in awhile. Would welcome the chance to try and satiate you.
UnderMyKilt
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Not for everyone, but this is how I used to do it.
I used to travel extensively for work attending seminars, conventions, and in-service training. Of course my favorites were those held in Las Vegas. When paying on my own I'd always get an upgraded suite and, when possible, would supplant my employers travel allowance to do the same when traveling on their dime. Among other things, I always had an eye for deluxe bathroom features.
I always packed a toy bag for these trips which included items for extreme anal play and masturbation including enemas. My suitcase and hanging bag always contained sexy lingerie for secret crossdressing. My wife helped me pack and the thought of what I was going to do on my trip often led her to being so turned on that we'd pull toys and lingerie back out, fuck, and I'd have to repack.
I'd often attend the events, lectures, classes, conferences, trade shows, hospitality suites and banquets, wearing garters, hose, panties, camisoles, and sometimes a bra under my suit. (The irony, concealed lingerie....and a concealed gun?) Hiding all of that silk, satin, nylon and lace could be a challenge when using public restroom facilities but...then...that was part of the turn-on wasn't it?
Dressing like that, feeling the fabrics against my skin and just the taboo was such a turn on that by the time I got back to my hotel at the end of the day I was always horny as hell and primed for some release. It was almost like edging all day and my panties were always wet with precum. On one occasion, thoroughly schnockered after dinner and drinks at a supplier's hospitality suite, I came in my panties on the cab ride to the hotel (without touching my dick mind you). While walking through the lobby and casino to my tower, and riding the elevator to my room with other guests, I was worried about the cum soaking through and I even wondered if they could smell it ( I was sure I could).
Once in my room, all of the men's clothing was removed and I'd spend the rest of the night in gowns, robes, bustiers, chemises....whatever turned me on that night (except of course when in the tub or shower). I'd bust out the toy bag and lay dildos, probes, butt plugs, and lubes out with excited anticipation.
Often, the toy play had to wait while I engaged in extended enema play with any variety of exotic equipment including bardex retention (balloon) nozzles, colon tubes, and high volume bags. Repeated enemas were taken till clear....and beyond, not just for cleaning but because it feels so damned good. Excuse the pun, but I'm a bit "anal" in my preparedness and I always brought tools to remove shower and tub grates so everything would flush down easily as well as supplies to clean up after myself. After all, anything else would have been rude.
Then, off to the bed in my best slutwear for extended anal play, with toys graduating to bigger and bigger and huger sizes as the night went on. Never in a hurry, edging, edging, holding back, till finally releasing in explosive orgasms. Wash, rinse, repeat.
BTW, in the midst of this, often calling my wife to tell her what I was going to do, or doing at that moment, with her telling me to, "Have fun," or following along, playing at home, and masturbating herself to orgasm (if the kids were in bed...LOL). When we took an adult trip without the kids, the same "toy bags" traveled with us (always a fun thought when pre-checking bags with the bell service or putting them through airport security) and the same play I've described above went on X2.
I used to travel extensively for work attending seminars, conventions, and in-service training. Of course my favorites were those held in Las Vegas. When paying on my own I'd always get an upgraded suite and, when possible, would supplant my employers travel allowance to do the same when traveling on their dime. Among other things, I always had an eye for deluxe bathroom features.
I always packed a toy bag for these trips which included items for extreme anal play and masturbation including enemas. My suitcase and hanging bag always contained sexy lingerie for secret crossdressing. My wife helped me pack and the thought of what I was going to do on my trip often led her to being so turned on that we'd pull toys and lingerie back out, fuck, and I'd have to repack.
I'd often attend the events, lectures, classes, conferences, trade shows, hospitality suites and banquets, wearing garters, hose, panties, camisoles, and sometimes a bra under my suit. (The irony, concealed lingerie....and a concealed gun?) Hiding all of that silk, satin, nylon and lace could be a challenge when using public restroom facilities but...then...that was part of the turn-on wasn't it?
Dressing like that, feeling the fabrics against my skin and just the taboo was such a turn on that by the time I got back to my hotel at the end of the day I was always horny as hell and primed for some release. It was almost like edging all day and my panties were always wet with precum. On one occasion, thoroughly schnockered after dinner and drinks at a supplier's hospitality suite, I came in my panties on the cab ride to the hotel (without touching my dick mind you). While walking through the lobby and casino to my tower, and riding the elevator to my room with other guests, I was worried about the cum soaking through and I even wondered if they could smell it ( I was sure I could).
Once in my room, all of the men's clothing was removed and I'd spend the rest of the night in gowns, robes, bustiers, chemises....whatever turned me on that night (except of course when in the tub or shower). I'd bust out the toy bag and lay dildos, probes, butt plugs, and lubes out with excited anticipation.
Often, the toy play had to wait while I engaged in extended enema play with any variety of exotic equipment including bardex retention (balloon) nozzles, colon tubes, and high volume bags. Repeated enemas were taken till clear....and beyond, not just for cleaning but because it feels so damned good. Excuse the pun, but I'm a bit "anal" in my preparedness and I always brought tools to remove shower and tub grates so everything would flush down easily as well as supplies to clean up after myself. After all, anything else would have been rude.
Then, off to the bed in my best slutwear for extended anal play, with toys graduating to bigger and bigger and huger sizes as the night went on. Never in a hurry, edging, edging, holding back, till finally releasing in explosive orgasms. Wash, rinse, repeat.
BTW, in the midst of this, often calling my wife to tell her what I was going to do, or doing at that moment, with her telling me to, "Have fun," or following along, playing at home, and masturbating herself to orgasm (if the kids were in bed...LOL). When we took an adult trip without the kids, the same "toy bags" traveled with us (always a fun thought when pre-checking bags with the bell service or putting them through airport security) and the same play I've described above went on X2.
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