The Buller Man
Virgin
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- Oct 31, 2004
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Good day, all. Now, most of us know that everyone masturbates at some point in their lives. So, let's not work on that debate. I don't really need to know that women masturbate...or how often. That's really not too important. It's titilating, but not really too relavant.
What IS important are tales.
I love to hear stories about where and when and how a person masturbates. But I don't really want to hear stories of how you masturbate with your wife watching. Or your husband watching. That's not as hot as when you are alone. I want to hear a story that NO ONE ELSE IN THE WORLD knows. I want to hear the private, intimate details only you know. I'll start to show what I'm talking about:
Once, when my wife and I were on vacation, we were staying at a hotel in West Virginia.
They had a gym there, with locker rooms for men and women. The entrance to the rooms was at the bottom of a set of stairs coming down from the pool. At the bottom of the stairs, you could go left into the men's locker room, and right into the women's. There were no doors, just hallways.
Well, one of the vacation days...after a swim (the wife was back in the room resting), I went downstairs to the locker rooms...and noticed it was rather quiet. I peeked into the women's hallway and couldn't see or hear anyone in there.
So, I quietly walked in a bit....and right along the hall were the showers. Each had a curtain on it, and I thought I would brave it, and went into a shower booth. I pulled the curtain closed, and went into the shower. I turned the water on, and pulled my trunks down...
I soaped up, and began to masturbate. I listened to hear if another woman came into the locker room, but couldn't hear anyone yet.
I keep stroking myself for a while, and after about 4-5 minutes, I did hear a person walk down the hall...past my shower booth.
I slowly and carefully peeking out through the curtain and could see straight into the main room of the locker room.
I could see a person moving around, but couldn't tell what they were doing. I knew it was a woman, but she was dressed.
I continued to stroke and watch. I could see that she was undressing, only because of the clothes that were being laid on the bench. However, she was standing on the opposite side, and I couldn't see her. (Damn)
I continued to stroke, but was more fascinated by watching this woman, hoping for a glimpse of her. I did get lucky for a bit when she bent over the bench to pick up a piece of clothing that had dropped on the ground. I saw briefly her tits...not bad.
She must have finished changing, because I heard her walking, and I quickly ducked back into the shower. I heard her walk by and up the steps.
I was so hot about knowing that a woman was in there and I was in the women's locker room naked...and masturbating.
I went back to the shower, and stroked myself off. Cumming on the floor of the shower.
I cleaned myself up, and pulled my trunks on, and slowly and carefully checked to make sure the coast was clear.
It was, and I left. Moving into the men's locker room to clean up more, and dress.
My wife never knew. And no one else did, either.
Now, can you please share a story like that. And if you want post a pic or two. I will be posting a pic soon. But I wanted to test the waters first and see what you all thought about this.
What IS important are tales.
I love to hear stories about where and when and how a person masturbates. But I don't really want to hear stories of how you masturbate with your wife watching. Or your husband watching. That's not as hot as when you are alone. I want to hear a story that NO ONE ELSE IN THE WORLD knows. I want to hear the private, intimate details only you know. I'll start to show what I'm talking about:
Once, when my wife and I were on vacation, we were staying at a hotel in West Virginia.
They had a gym there, with locker rooms for men and women. The entrance to the rooms was at the bottom of a set of stairs coming down from the pool. At the bottom of the stairs, you could go left into the men's locker room, and right into the women's. There were no doors, just hallways.
Well, one of the vacation days...after a swim (the wife was back in the room resting), I went downstairs to the locker rooms...and noticed it was rather quiet. I peeked into the women's hallway and couldn't see or hear anyone in there.
So, I quietly walked in a bit....and right along the hall were the showers. Each had a curtain on it, and I thought I would brave it, and went into a shower booth. I pulled the curtain closed, and went into the shower. I turned the water on, and pulled my trunks down...
I soaped up, and began to masturbate. I listened to hear if another woman came into the locker room, but couldn't hear anyone yet.
I keep stroking myself for a while, and after about 4-5 minutes, I did hear a person walk down the hall...past my shower booth.
I slowly and carefully peeking out through the curtain and could see straight into the main room of the locker room.
I could see a person moving around, but couldn't tell what they were doing. I knew it was a woman, but she was dressed.
I continued to stroke and watch. I could see that she was undressing, only because of the clothes that were being laid on the bench. However, she was standing on the opposite side, and I couldn't see her. (Damn)
I continued to stroke, but was more fascinated by watching this woman, hoping for a glimpse of her. I did get lucky for a bit when she bent over the bench to pick up a piece of clothing that had dropped on the ground. I saw briefly her tits...not bad.
She must have finished changing, because I heard her walking, and I quickly ducked back into the shower. I heard her walk by and up the steps.
I was so hot about knowing that a woman was in there and I was in the women's locker room naked...and masturbating.
I went back to the shower, and stroked myself off. Cumming on the floor of the shower.
I cleaned myself up, and pulled my trunks on, and slowly and carefully checked to make sure the coast was clear.
It was, and I left. Moving into the men's locker room to clean up more, and dress.
My wife never knew. And no one else did, either.
Now, can you please share a story like that. And if you want post a pic or two. I will be posting a pic soon. But I wanted to test the waters first and see what you all thought about this.
