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Beach Balls
(Editor's Note: Masturbation is often called "the private vice", but the
compulsive masturbator frequently practices his habit in circumstances
that can only invite discovery. The reactions of accidental witnesses
may lead either to reinforcement of this dubious behavior or to serious
legal complications for the masturbator. The his account below Peter
demonstrates this strong connection between exhibitionism/voyeurism and
masturbatory addiction. -- Dr. Margaret Wilson, Registered Genital
Therapist.)
I'm a man who loves to masturbate -- more than I ought, I suppose, but I
can't help myself. I also love to perform the act out-of-doors, where
there is a slight chance of discovery, and some of my best climaxes have
come from the thrill of possible exposure. I'm always very careful, but
I have been caught a few times.
The setting is the sea coast of Northern California. I have gone to a
"clothing optional" beach, where nudity is permitted, and men and women
are exposing their all to the elements. I am there not from a love of
sun and surf, but from a desire to see the oceans of big bouncing
breasts displayed to view.
In the spirit of things, I have shed my clothes, and am walking down the
beach enjoying the fleshy sights. It seems as if every big-bosomed girl
in San Francisco is out showing her endowments today. I notice that
several are giving me dirty looks, and one even shoots me the finger and
says, "Fuck off, pervert!" I look down and suddenly realize that in
response to so many bare breasts, my penis has become quite indecently
erect. I think the best thing to do is find some secluded spot to
relieve myself without disturbing anyone.
I find a sheltered place among the rocks, where I am hidden but still
able to keep an eye on the bosomy sun bathers. I reach for a bottle of
suntan lotion in my beach bag, and squirt some onto my stiff penis. I
grip the slippery member in my hand, and with a sigh settle into
enjoying myself. I am taking my time, but well along the road, when a
feminine voice behind me makes me freeze: "Having fun, are you?"
I turn, and there is a gorgeous young woman, grinning at me. She is
wearing only underwear, loose-fitting panties and a camisole top, which
her voluptuous breasts swell outward. I realize that she must have been
there watching all the time, partly hidden behind a large rock. A set
of street clothes lying on a beach towel suggests that I interrupted her
as she was disrobing.
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I am speechless with surprise and embarrassment,
but my glistening erection in my fingers speaks for me. I try to cover
my genitals with my hands, but it must be obvious to anyone what I was
doing. I feel a rush of guilt and fear reminiscent of an incident in
boyhood, when my mother caught me in the middle of jerking off.
She repeats, "I said, are you having fun?"
I am still nearly paralyzed, standing in front of this busty beauty
guiltily holding my organ in my hands. I know it's futile, but I try to
explain, "I needed to take a leak, and I was just..."
She laughs. "Oh sure. I know what kind of a 'leak' you were taking.
Look, I know what you were doing, I saw you. But don't panic, I'm not
going to scream or anything. I come here all the time, and you're not
the first guy I've seen jacking off. Lots of jerk-offs like you come
here to watch the girls." She looks down at my penis, frozen in its
erection in spite of my shock. "You're still pretty stiff, aren't you?
You better finish yourself off now."
She makes no attempt to turn away or leave. I stammer, "You mean, right
here, with you...?"
She grins, "Sure, go ahead, I don't mind. I sort of get a kick out of
watching a guy jerk himself off." She follows my gaze, which has become
centered on the loose-fitting camisole billowing around here enormous
bosom. "I bet you want to see my tits, don't you? That's what the other
jerk-offs usually want." She quickly undoes the snap in the front, and
opens the camisole like spreading wings.
I waste no time now resuming my interrupted activity. She stands there
grinning while I stroke feverishly, my eyes glued to her bare breasts
drooping heavily down her chest. At last my time comes, and my hips
thrust forward involuntarily as my spasming penis erupts. A spurting
stream shoots forth, a few drops reaching as far as to splash on her
naked foot. Once more I am speechless, but now with exhaustion, and I
sink to my knees in the sand, squeezing the last beads of semen from my
member.
"Wow! That was really something!" she says, rubbing the drops of my
spending with the toes of her other foot. "Say, my name's Sally. I've
got to go meet some friends on the beach now, but I'm usually around
here a lot. Maybe we'll run into each other again." She leaves, her big
breasts swinging as she walks away.
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