Anonymous confessions of masturbation

4 days ago.. I've always been someone who needs to jack off multiple times a day. It's not something I'm proud of, but it's just a fact of my life. I wake up, and before I even get out of bed, my hand is already moving. It's a quick release, a way to start the day right, you know? But it's not just in the mornings. Throug ... hout the day, I find myself sneaking off to the bathroom, or even just locking myself in my office for a few minutes. It's not about lust or anything like that; it's more about relief, a way to cope with the stress and boredom.

Evenings are the worst. After a long day at work, I come home and just need to unwind. I sit in my chair, the TV on for background noise, and let my mind drift. My hand moves automatically, and I lose myself in whatever fantasy comes to mind. It's a ritual, a way to disconnect from the world and just be in the moment.

I've tried to cut back, really I have. But it's like an addiction. I need that release, that escape. It's not something I talk about, not even with my closest friends. It's just this thing I do, a part of who I am. I don't know if it's healthy, but it's my reality. I jack off multiple times a day, and it's just something I've come to accept about myself.

1 weeks ago.. In the quiet intimacy of our bedroom, my wife and I often find ourselves exploring the depths of our desires, with mutual masturbation being a favorite pastime. We start with gentle touches, our hands wandering over familiar curves and contours, rediscovering the terrain of each other's bodies. The room is fi ... lled with soft whispers and the occasional gasp as we tease and tantalize, building anticipation with every stroke. Her hands, delicate yet firm, know just how to caress, sending shivers down my spine. I mirror her movements, my touch a dance of pleasure, each motion calculated to elicit the most profound reactions.

As we delve deeper into our shared exploration, the rhythm of our breaths syncs, a symphony of shared ecstasy. We guide each other, our hands moving in tandem, each caress a testament to the trust and intimacy we share. The room is alive with the electric charge of our connection, every touch a spark igniting a fire within us. We lose ourselves in the moment, our bodies and minds entwined, until we reach the pinnacle of our pleasure, collapsing into each other's arms, satisfied and deeply connected.

2 weeks ago.. In the bustling heart of the city, there's a small, unassuming public restroom tucked away in a quiet alley. It's a place where the humdrum of daily life seems to fade, replaced by a peculiar kind of intimacy. This is where you often find yourself, drawn to the subtle allure of shared privacy.

The restroom ... is always clean, the tiles gleaming under the harsh fluorescent lights. You push open the door, the hinges creaking softly, and step inside. The sound of a woman in the stall next to you taking a pee is a familiar melody, a comforting backdrop to your secret ritual. You can hear the gentle splashing, the rustling of clothes, and the occasional sigh of relief. It's a symphony of everyday sounds, a reminder of the shared humanity in this small, confined space.

You choose a stall at the end, far from the door, where the chances of being disturbed are minimal. As you close the door behind you, you feel a thrill of anticipation. The lock clicks into place, a small but significant sound that signals the start of your private performance.

You lean against the stall door, your breath catching slightly as you begin to touch yourself. The sounds from the adjacent stall, the soft murmurs and the occasional cough, add an extra layer of excitement. You imagine the woman next to you, oblivious to your presence, going about her business with a sense of routine. The thought of being so close, yet so separated, is intoxicating.

Your fingers trace delicate patterns, exploring and teasing, as you lose yourself in the sensation. The sounds of the restroom—the occasional flush, the running water, the distant hum of the city outside—all blend into a soothing cacophony. You close your eyes, letting the moment envelop you, the world outside fading into insignificance.

In these stolen moments, you find a unique kind of freedom, a liberation from the constraints of everyday life. The public restroom becomes your sanctuary, a place where you can be both vulnerable and empowered. And as you reach your peak, the sounds of the woman next to you a distant echo, you know that this is your secret, your pleasure, your perfect escape.

1 months ago.. I'm a 28-year-old software developer with a penchant for all things geeky. My friends think I have a quirky sense of humor, but have no idea about my secret— love for jerking off in my car.

The parking lot behind the office building I work in is very secluded and a perfect spot for to do this. Potentially ... being caught in the act really excites me.

This is the first time I've said anything about it. To this day, it remains a guilty pleasure, a part of my geeky, eccentric personality that I keep hidden from the world.

1 months ago.. Back in high school I had a girlfriend that was into autoeroticism bigtime. At the time, it was really fucking weird but cool as fuck! I never knew a girl that was so young but addicted to stimulating herself like she was. My wife would fucking kill me if she knew I was thinking about this.

1 months ago.. Something strange happened to me recently. I live alone, I work online and I am on my laptop almost 24/7. Sometimes I have online meetings with my colleague's and because of that I bought a high resolution web camera. I never turn off my web camera because sometimes they call me if something is urgent.

But ... , two days ago, I noticed that something was different. Although it was Saturday and I didn't work that day, it was evening and I decided to make my favorite meal with a glass of wine. I checked out my laptop and I noticed the cam light was on? That means that someone turned it on while I wasn't looking. I instantly knew someone was watching me and that thought turned me on.

I took off my panties and sat down on the sofa in front of camera. I knew who ever was on the other end could see me. I gently start to rub my pussy while looking directly into the camera. I never felt like this before, my pussy was dripping wet and I thought about a mans cock in my mouth. After a few minutes I began to orgasm. I hope he will watch me again.

1 months ago.. I am a sissy c/d, who has never been out of house dressed. I'm 58 and very hot completely hair free except on my head. Married 31 yrs wife knows and doesn't mind as long as i keep it in house, lucky yes... but tortured yes. What I need is to be taken by an alpha bull and used and made to swallow every drop. F ... eel his hard cock against my sissy hole. Would be even better if she was watching me being used like the sissy cock whore that I am.

1 months ago.. I met this cute Mexican girl a few years back at a friends house party while waiting in line to use the bathroom. We we're kind of drunk and stroked up a conversation by the door. Finally what seemed to be 20 minutes or so the door finally opens some guy and a chick walks out laughing and smiling. Standing th ... ere for a second we we're like uhm ok and decided to enter together! Once inside i told her to go pee first so without hesitation she pulled down her panties and sat on the toilet and started peeing. She told me to drop my pants and come closer. I was like well shouldn't we wait till i pee first? She gave me an evil grin and said just get the fuck over here, so i did. She put my dick in her mouth and it got hard almost instantly. After a few minutes of her sucking my cock i felt this warm sensation and couldn't hold back so i slowly pulled it out of her mouth and started urinating on her face. She couldn't handle it and jumped up off the toilet too let me finish. She was like wtf was that about? I told her hey if you would have listened to me maybe this wouldn't have happened. She just laughed and said -well i actually i kind of liked it. We cleaned up and left the bathroom walked out to my car and she came home with me. It's been 6 years now since this occurred and both of us are now married with other spouses. We've stayed in contact ever since and meet up from time to time for masturbation and pee sessions.

2 months ago.. My wife has no idea I prefer self gratification to her in bed.

3 months ago.. So, there I was, sitting on the toilet after taking a dump, and I thought, why not? I pulled out my vibrator, turned it on, and leaned back. I closed my eyes and let the vibrations do their magic. I was imagining all sorts of naughty things, and my breathing got heavier. I moved it in slow circles, building u ... p the tension, and before I knew it, I was right there on the edge. I took a deep breath and let go, my body shaking with the intensity of it all. It was fucking incredible. I opened my eyes, turned off the vibrator, and flushed the toilet. I washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror, feeling fucking amazing. That's what I call a perfect bathroom break.