True Confession: Sent to me by a good friend

I masturbate so often that you’ve got to wonder I have time for anything else, but it never affects my social or working life. I’ve never missed anything in favor of a quick fingering, but work my pleasure in around my life. It just so happens I can get a lot of pleasuring done in that time. The most times I ever masturbated was when I discovered a porn scene last year that got me so horny that I had a ’session’ literally about once every 5 to 10 minutes during an hour before I had to go out for dinner. I counted them – I enjoyed 10 sessions in an hour, and came at least once, and up to three times per session.

I also fuck as often as I can. I’m always careful, and always use protection except with a few good fuck-buddies, but I love nothing more than to take random guys and girls home and enjoy the literal pleasures of their company. I’ve had good ones and bad ones, but always love it. I don’t go more than a day without a good fuck.

To give you an idea of how much I masturbate, here’s a breakdown of what I did yesterday, which was an average day for me. First I woke up, and started by using my fingers through the material of the pyjama shorts I wore to bed, then lay on my hand for a little, grinding, then slid a pillow under me and rubbed til I came.

Then I got up and made breakfast, rubbing myself against practically every surface until I sat down to eat. While I ate and drank coffee, I idly played with my clit through my shorts, then went to shower. While in there, I enjoyed myself with my soap and used the suds to get myself off, then squatted down and fingered myself while I held the shower head on my clit. Then I finished up and got ready for work.

I missed my bus, and had 20 minutes to wait, so I went back inside, pulled up my skirt and did myself doggy against a suction-cup dildo on my wall while I waited, then just as I was pulling my skirt down again there was a knock at the door and a package arrived – I soon found this was another toy I’d ordered – this strap-on one I took a fancy to, which came with a little vibrator that slid inside you, another one that sat on your clit and an optional vibrating anal plug. I got wet again just thinking about it and while I didn’t have time to get myself ready fror the anal plut, I quickly pulled off my panties, wriggled into the harness (which I was pleased to note left the external vibrator very firmly against my clit, and the internal one was a really nice size, and filled me up perfectly, without being too big for extended wear). I pulled on some panties better suited to hiding what I was wearing and muffling the sound and ran for the train, which is a further walk from my house but the next option if I miss the bus.

I was enjoying the walk to the train station as the vibrators in me and on me rubbed deliciously, not even turned on, with each step and while I didn’t reach cum, by the time I got to the station my panties were wet and pleasuable sensations were running through me. Once I got on the train and grabbed a seat, I waited a bit then turned the vibrator on, which was quiet as a mouse, but extremely powerful. I came three times by the time I got to my stop, and would have more if it wasn’t for the ticket seller/inspector wandering down to my end a few times.

I got to work, and between the start of the day and my first break, break and lunch, lunch and next break and my last break and end of work I came once each, but didn’t want to distract myself from my job, so left it at that. During lunch I met up with one of my fuck buddies for lunch, but figured I’d eat my sandwich at my desk. Instead he and I made our way to one of the bathrooms in my building which was never used by anyone, since it wasn’t a very nicely kept one – so it was nice and private when we went into the larger disabled stall. I took off my shirt and skirt so they wouldn’t get sweaty, wriggled out of the vibrator and after some extensive cock sucking, deep throating and having my pussy eaten, we fucked in a few positions for about half an hour then he came inside me (don’t fret, we totally play it safe). I slipped the strapon toy back inside while his cum was still inside which I love doing, because it makes me feel a little bit more dirty. Then I cleaned myself up and we both went back to our respective jobs.

After work, I got off a couple of more times while on the train home, then immediately got naked and impaled myself hard and fast on one of my larger (12 inch!) beasts, desperate for another deep dicking. After a few satisfying explosions I went to cook dinner, but realised I was out of what I needed and had nothing else, so I ordered pizza. I played a bit more, then removed toys from sight for when the delivery boy got there, then pulled on a little skirt and a shirt for modesty’s sake when I answered the door. I was grinding on the arm of the couch when he arrived with the pizza.

Unfortunately, I then found I was a bit short-changed and the guy (who was about 19) didn’t know what to do in this situation, so I offered him another solution. This leads into my other fetish for fucking practically anyone, anytime, anywhere. I sat on my kitchen bench and lifted my skirt to show my very wet pussy. He was visibly hard at the time, and bright red, and declined with a lot of stuttering, so I grabbed his hand and sucked his fingers, then slid two of them inside me and masturbated for a moment with them, then pulled down his zip with my toe and worked his erection out. I got on my knees and sucked him for a minute, the slipped a condom on him, sat back on the bench with my legs apart and pulled him roughly into me. The kid barely lasted 10 minutes, but made up for it by having what seemed like the perfect size to get me off hard. He came and I licked him clean, then he left saying he’ll cover the cost. Good boy!

I ate pizza and watched TV, then eventually went to bed having another finger before I fell asleep. So, the tally? By my count, 22 climaxes and a few assorted moments of pleasure without climax.

Sitting next to me is my little black book, which has the names and talents of a few guys and girls (and one tranny) that I’ve fucked and wanted to keep track of, and the names of four regulars I have – two guys and two girls. One guy and girl are marked with an F, for ‘fucker’ and the other guy and girl are marked L for Lover. I think I’ll call Steve today – he’s an F, and the symbols on his page tell me that I’m gonna be tied up and fucked, roughly, for a very satisfying night tonight.