Masturbation scavenger hunt

One summer in college I went to live with my grandparents. I told my previous boyfriend (who I still on occasion fooled around with) that I was worried it would be a sexually frustrating summer. I happened to be very wrong about that prediction, but out of the kindness of his heart, and enjoyment of getting to have a hand in my sexual exploits, he made a game for me. The game consisted of 13 different places or ways I was to masturbate. If successfully able to accomplish 10 of them, he would give me a prize.

That summer ended up being filled with wild sex on the beach, in cars, bedrooms, hot-tubs and pools. I actually barely having time to cross off items on the list, what with my 8-10 hours of anatomy class in the daytime and my "anatomy classes" at night. I don't think I can recall all of the details about what each task entailed, but there certainly were some memorable ones.

I think the first item that I was able to accomplish was masturbating while driving. I'd never thought of doing it before, but quickly found it to be a pleasurable distraction while I was stopped at red lights. For the first time I was begging the lights to stay red just a little longer.

It wasn't long before I figured out how to cross off another item on the list - masturbating in class. Our chairs were barstool style and at the beginning of a test I placed an eraser on the chair, under my crotch and slowly rocked on it. This did not help my speed with completing the test, but it did make it more enjoyable.

Scanning the list of options, I remember thinking that the idea of using a non-sexual object for masturbating sounded like a good challenge. Sure I'd heard of vegetables for that purpose, but what if my grandma saw me sneaking my used cucumber out of the house, to the garbage and asked if she could put it in the salad that night. I decided against food. I grabbed 6 pencils from my backpack and put them inside a condom. It actually felt pretty good after being on a sex hiatus for about 4 months.

That break from sex was soon to end though and with it I was able to check off another item - masturbating with another person present. I rekindled a friendship with a childhood buddy during that summer and one night we went out for a drive to the coast. As we sat in his truck overlooking the moonlight ocean, sexual tension that had been building peaked and our lips met. Our hands eagerly groped. When his fingers started moving down my pants, I stopped him and said "let me show you what I like."

I unzipped my pants, interlaced our fingers and started playing with myself. It wasn't long before his fingers joined in. We took turns me leading with the tempo, position and pressure and him continuing when my fingers got tired. It was the easiest times I've ever had reaching orgasm with external digital stimulation alone.

The final memorable task was public masturbation to orgasm. I interpreted this to mean anywhere where someone might see me. And sure I'd done that already, but I tried to think of somewhere that would be somewhat embarrassing if I were caught. I decided on the bench on my grandparents' front porch. I sat there with a book on my lap and put one hand down my pants. Not more than a few minutes after starting the mailman walked up to deliver the mail on the porch. I stopped, said hi, fairly certain he hadn't seen anything. After he left I went back to the task and reached orgasm before anyone else came up to the porch, though several people did walk by on the sidewalk on both sides of the street. I'm pretty sure it would have been hard to tell what I was doing.

After completing items on the list and recounting the incidents to my ex-boyfriend he gave me the prize - a lovely CD (OK by Talvin Singh) that I still have and listen to from time to time.

Hardcore sexting

[Ed. Please let me introduce Catalyst, a guest blogger and friend who is sharing her most private and juicy texts with us. This is the kind of stuff we've all secretly fantasized about writing and receiving. Lucky for her, this is from her real life. -Lexi]

K: Sorry, hope I’m not killing your mood by texting you so much. I’m just up at SMBT in the crazy weather thinking about being naked with you playing with your entire body.

K: What are you up to today?

C: Hanging out with my brother- tomorrow let’s fuck!

K: Ok, you down for sure?

K: You gotta check this out! I want to do this with you!

C: Hey- what time do you want to come over tomorrow?

K: 12 or 12:30. cool?

C: Yeah

K: Cool. You into this?

C: I haven’t checked out the website yet- I will tonight.

K: It’s hot. I want to do it with you!!

C: That shit is pretty crazy- I liked the last one where the chick straight up farts on the dude’s face- I didn’t know dudes like to swallow their own cum.

K: Yeah it’s kinda crazy. I’ll definitely lick cum off of you though. I am so excited to fuck you for hours!!! No rush or worries, just playing and fucking hard!!!

More juicy stuff after the break

Sex across the country

A goal of mine several years ago was to have sex in 10 states. I've now passed that and am at 11. I guess it's time for a road trip to see just how many states (not dates) I can pick up along the way.

States I have:

California

Colorado

Florida

Hawaii

Massachusetts

Nevada

New York

Oregon

Rhode Island

Virginia

Washington

And for good measure I'll put the countries I have:

America

Bahamas

Belgium

Britain

France

Netherlands

India

A night out

The first party ended with a kiss. It was fitting since I was leaving that party in order to get to the KISS party on time. Honestly, part of why I had wanted to go to the first party of the night was to get just that kiss. I had flirted with the same guy the week before at a different party, kissed him about 5 years ago and was hoping for another kiss that night. And the meeting of our lips was the perfect appetizer for the playful night ahead.

We arrived at KISS and despite it being 11pm when we arrived (fairly late for us) only one couple was fucking. Most people were dancing and hanging out in near the dance floor - still in the early stages of foreplay. There were professional pole dancers demonstrating their tricks and happy to teach those who wanted to learn. I played on the pole for a bit while my husband sat and watched from the bench nearby. One of the pole dancers asked me if she could give him a lap dance. I happily agreed and over she went.

After a bit more dancing and chatting we decided to roam the club again. Most rooms were still empty, or at least lacking in action, so we stopped by the bar and then headed to the large room in the back.

It had beds lining 3 out of the 4 walls and a large bed in the middle. While there were people on most beds, all eyes seemed to be focused on the action in the large bed. A man was laying on his back with 2 women on top of him, one on his face and another on his penis. The ladies were facing each other - at times kissing, caressing each other or just moaning with pleasure. We took our seats on one of the beds along the wall and watched too. After a little while I wanted a closer look and asked my husband what he thought about sitting at the head of the big bed. "That's a bold move" he said with a smile and we scooted in to watched, making out with each other a bit as well.

Not too much time passed before a hot couple I'd noticed earlier entered the room. They were hard to miss as she was over six feet tall with shoulder length blond messy hair, wearing only a red lacy thong and he was a clean cut slightly shorter, professional looking guy. They stood at the foot of the bed kissing for a couple minutes, their eyes dancing between the threesome and us.

I smiled as they walked toward the head of the bed. "Do you mind if we join you?" the guy asked. "Not at all" I replied. "I'm Steve and this is Audrey" he said giving introductions that included formal handshakes. After a short time Steve started whispering to Audrey. Then he turned to my husband "would be okay if I ask her for a kiss." We both agreed and I found myself enjoying a long deep kiss. When we stopped, Steve said to Audrey, "you need to kiss her lips, they are so soft." Eagerly we both leaned forward. Kissing another woman is an amazing tactile experience - everything is softer and sweeter tasting. We kissed each other for a few minutes as our partners caressed our bodies.

Then, after my husband had an opportunity to kiss Audrey, while I went back to kissing Steve, things moved to the next level. Hands caressed bodies, and unless I visually traced the line from the hand up to the person, I lost track of who was touching who. The flow was so easy and natural that as lips met and bodies moved, we were all connected in pleasure. Naturally, and without conversation, both couples moved toward oral sex and then vaginal intercourse as we remained an interconnected foursome.

At some point the threesome behind us had ended and one of the woman was suddenly seated behind Audrey holding on as if she was also having sex with Steve. This was fun to watch, as I had never imagined such an threesome, so engaged in the same act, riding the same wave.

As I was sitting atop my husband, he asked who was grabbing his penis. I looked down to see the other woman who had been in the initial threesome stroking him as he slid in and out of me. I smiled at her and noticed that she was quite ecstatically receiving oral sex.

"Wow!" I thought, "we were 7 people all connected in what appeared to an X-rated game of Twister." And as with Twister, people kept shifting around, not affixed to one person or location. I gave a few of the women a little of the Nympho's Desire and they each soon vocalized their approval of the increased sensation.

Time passed without my knowledge and some point things changed as one or two at a time people left the bed. Orgasms had been reached, breaks from the hot, sweaty action were needed. Audrey and Steve had gone to look for some friends with whom they had come to the club.

I pulled out my Lia Magic Wand and started playing with myself. The bright pink g-spot vibe was well lit as I lay back and alternated between sliding it in and out and tickling my clit. I'll review this toy soon, but for now let me just tell you that it was fun for me and I think those watching enjoyed my toy as well.

Awhile later Sarah, a woman my husband had talked to at the beginning of the night, walked into the room. We were just hanging out on the bed, back in watching mode. I called out to her and when she came over I asked "would you like to join us?" "Sure" she replied. She had large breasts which I enjoyed playing with, and soon I was kissing her as my husband and I caressed her body. I noticed right away that her lips tingled and felt a little electrically hot. I asked what was on them and she just smiled, keeping her secret.

After some more making out, I asked Sarah if I could use my Lia Wand vibrator on her and she agreed. I slipped a condom over it, feeling very much like a man and started thrusting. I'd never had this kind of control and really found it arousing. I cycled through the 10 settings until I found the one that seemed to make her moan a little more than the others. I stayed on that while my husband caressed and made out with her.

Steve and Audrey reappeared a little later and we got to have one more round of play. The night had certainly exceeded our expectations. The promise of new fun adventures upon a return visit hung in the air as our kind and hot hosts bid us goodnight with delightful kisses. We eagerly await another KISS party as soon as our busy lives permit.

Games

What stands out in my mind from that night was my husband (my new boyfriend at the time) and I looking at each other smiling as we (racing to make our partners orgasm) caused the other two people to cum simultaneously. Even though we were each touching other people, in that moment of eye contact he and I experienced the same thing - feeling the climax in a satisfying and intimate, mental and voyeuristic way. And while we quickly went home to achieve our own release, it was images of the hours before that flooded our thoughts.
The foursome had been the culmination of a long and fun night. There had been a rather large game of "I've Never" that over time morphed into "I Have" (with some participants going so far as to use items like "I have been licked off by 2 dogs simultaneously"). This game worked amazingly as the group of people meshed well and continuously upped the ante with regard mentioning kinky experiences.
After a couple hours we switched to playing Truth or Dare. The timing was perfect. We had gotten bored of yes/no questions only, had learned enough about each other to know that we could give (and take) some solid dares and still had the option to inquire about previously mentioned experiences by asking truths.
I remember one of the first dares involving me and 2 other ladies kissing for a few minutes. The ways to approach this dare seemed limitless. But instead of kissing in sets, all three soft female mouths instinctively came together, tongues exploring, sweet tastes mixing. It felt amazing and our audience must have enjoyed it too as it was soon followed up by a dare involving the same people and same act, only this time topless. We were once again kissing, caressing each other's breasts and before the dare was over, kissing each others breasts as well.
The continued theme revolved around women kissing - my lucky husband was dared to go into the bathroom with 3 ladies (one of them being me) and make out with the lights off. This sensory experience was amazingly tantalizing - getting to know each other through taste and touch. Each little breath and caress sending tingles throughout our bodies. Eventually someone knocked on the door, eager for us to come out and continue the game (and perhaps slightly jealous of our private experience).
Slowly people trickled out of the room as the hours went by. The last four of us that remained (my ex-boyfriend whose room the game had been in), a cute Asian girl who I didn't really know but had the pleasure of getting to make out with during the evening, my husband and I, were all aroused and tingling with the building sexual tension in the room.
She and I made out for a little while, the only sounds in the room being our little moans of pleasure and short excited breaths of our male onlookers. Eventually we broke off, each kissing one of the guys and then switching. We moved from the floor to the twin bed, quickly losing clothing, arms and legs intertwined on the small surface, hands groping bodies, feeling warm flesh and finding fascinating similarities and differences from one body to the next. Without thought or discussion, our mouths followed our hands, kissing the necks, breasts, chests, stomachs and thighs that our fingers had explored. Excitement peaked as we got to wet and eager genital areas. Thighs quivered, hips bucked and our breath momentarily left us.
Our fingers and mouths diligently went to work, learning what worked best. We experimented watching and listening for a response, returning to the touch, lick or stroke that made our recipients go wild. Perhaps because my husband and I both enjoy giving a hand job or oral sex more than receiving it, we ended up there gazing at each other, pleasure dancing in our eyes as we furiously raced to provide orgasms. It was exhilarating to watch each other do something we had only experienced as recipients, as well as having the satisfaction of making someone orgasm and watching two people climax at the same time as the result of separate acts. The whole energy in the room had been building and the four of us had been able to ride the wave together though we were participating differently. At the peak a euphoria washed over us. We lay there, sweaty, warm bodies, comfortable and spent in a serene and happy silence that rarely occurs when four people are together.