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mintpint posted an update in the group
Your Experiments 13 years, 2 months ago I’d like to propose an experiment to the members at large: give yourself an orgasm in a compromising location.
There has to be somewhere you’ve always wanted to touch yourself but have resisted for some reason. Now, I want you to bring yourself to orgasm at this place. It should definitely be somewhere you could get caught, like an office bathroom, in the car, or the kitchen with your roommates home.
And in the spirit of the Sex Experiment, there’s a twist. Clean up if you make a mess (this is more for the guys, haha) but don’t try to hide your scent. Don’t wash your hands afterwards, let the people you see immediately be able to smell that something sexual happen with you.
So where did you all make yourself cum?
Not bad, MP. Not bad at all. Something to remember if these “Games” on the blog keep going forward. I’ll be curious to see what kind of responses you get over time.
Oooh–this reminds me of the time I masturbated in the car (as a passenger–just my husband and me in the car) during a construction slow-down on the interstate. Something about the vibration of the car on the road has always excited me, and after a visit to our favorite adult store, I had a new toy to play with. I couldn’t wait to get to our destination.
I covered up with a beach towel (I feared some small child peering down at me from a Suburban) but any adult watching could tell I was enjoying myself.
After not very much time, my new battery-powered best friend brought me several moments of great pleasure. When I came to, my husband was looking at me with an absolutely ravenous look on his face. He couldn’t believe I had just done that.
I couldn’t believe it took me so long to try it.
I hope people try this challenge and post their results.
Time to buy a suburban! That is hot.
I’ve done this before, from my desk at work when I’ve been really worked up. Works best with a long skirt. I sit crossed legs a lot, and it’s rather easy to slide my hands up my thighs and into my panties from this position. I love the thought that I’m getting away with something naughty, and the slight scent of my wetness on my fingertips after.
I guess the next step would be to involve toys. Bring your favorite to work tomorrow or the next and use it throughout the day. Leave it in when someone visits to talk to you, keep it our for someone to notice. Take it up a notch 😉
*chuckle* This reminds me of being a teenager in love with books and at some point after discovering the joys of stroking my own cock realizing some of the best material lay in the stores I already prowled, inside photography books and romance novels. I would spend hours in the local used book store staring at fashion photography books of hard nipples artfully captured, almost fully nude women maddeningly obscured by diaphanous lengths of fabric, bikini bottoms pulled taut across hip-bones just so leaving a small gap that if I just turned the book right I thought could peer down into dark, slippery depths.
After spending too long looking at porcelain asses framed by black lace garters and split achingly with the thinnest of satin thongs I needed something more and found myself in the romance novel section thumbing through books until I landed on some saccharine sweet passage filed with vague euphemisms for hard urgent cock and passion slicked pussy, a wanton damsel wanting it in no uncertain terms NOW, hard and fast and brutally delicious with need.
It was all too much and after only cursory checking around I slipped my straining cock free and using a mental overlay of the art book images with the bad romance novel I stroked my cock until I *very* quickly came, across the book’s pages, across the spines of the used books in front of me, using the slightly yellowed pages to wipe the last of my cum and awkwardly trying to shove my cock back in my pants, catch my breath and figure out where to put this book I’d just filled with my cum.
Great. Love that “vague euphemisms for hard urgent cock”.
I believe this gives new meaning to the term pulp fiction 🙂
Years later when I thought about it I realized I was just as concerned about getting caught in the romance novel section as I was about being caught in general.