Have You Ever Caught Someone Masturbating?

I once walked in on my girlfriend using a vibrator. Her legs were spread, she didn't have on a stitch of clothing, and she was feeling great. I softly, quietly walked around the bed and began stroking her breasts, lighting running my fingers over her nipples with one hand while I undressed myself with the other. Once I was naked I climbed onto the bed. I brought my erection closer and closer, and she turned her head toward me and opened her mouth. The vibrator never left her clit, and her hips never stopped grinding as she gently took me into her mouth. This was all about her so I resisted the urge to make love to her throat. I kept caressing her as her tongue and lips worked on the top half of my cock. She moaned as she achieved her release, and that sent me over the edge. She kept her lips wrapped tightly around me as I filled her mouth. When she was done gliding back to earth she blew me a kiss and then swallowed everything I had given her.
 
To me, walking in on someone masturbating is different from catching them masturbating. By that definition... I've only caught two people.

One was my old roommate. She was embarrassed at first but then we laughed. I caught her twice, after that she got more careful.

Another was my boyfriend, now husband. I used to just watch and not let him know I'm there until he cums then clean him. After a few times it stopped being catching him and became walking in on him. He doesn't masturbate as much he used to
 
To me, walking in on someone masturbating is different from catching them masturbating. By that definition... I've only caught two people.

One was my old roommate. She was embarrassed at first but then we laughed. I caught her twice, after that she got more careful.

Another was my boyfriend, now husband. I used to just watch and not let him know I'm there until he cums then clean him. After a few times it stopped being catching him and became walking in on him. He doesn't masturbate as much he used to
Oh thats a shame for u 😉
 
Many years ago, i worked in a well know chicken fast food store and walked into the cold room to fetch something, only to discover the cook had used rubber bands and two chicken fillet breasts to fashion a rudimentary fleshlight. It took a lot of persuasion to get him to stop and when he did, he explained that he always washed them after... He didn't understand when i shut the shop and fired him. His mum even called to clarify what the problem was. We threw out just less than a thousand dollars worth of raw chicken fillets and i had to personally drive through the night to fetch fresh product for the following day.
 
I’ve had a few instances of overhearing women masturbating, and it’s an incredible turn on for me. An open window across the alley on a hot still day, so quiet I could hear a neighbor softly moaning and whispering to herself and the occasional buzz of a toy. An apartment neighbor in college who didn’t seem to know how thin the walls were and was incredibly vocal and graphic with her boyfriend and when alone. A roommate in a house who had phone sex with her boyfriend, not knowing I was in my room next door. More than one woman in neighboring hotel rooms (the suites with connecting doors can be very revealing…)
 
I’ve had a few instances of overhearing women masturbating, and it’s an incredible turn on for me. An open window across the alley on a hot still day, so quiet I could hear a neighbor softly moaning and whispering to herself and the occasional buzz of a toy. An apartment neighbor in college who didn’t seem to know how thin the walls were and was incredibly vocal and graphic with her boyfriend and when alone. A roommate in a house who had phone sex with her boyfriend, not knowing I was in my room next door. More than one woman in neighboring hotel rooms (the suites with connecting doors can be very revealing…)
Oh yes, the memories of the many hotel nights with some audio entertainment from the nextdoor room… that’s so hot always. Every time when I check into a hotel I hope for some noisy neighbor
 
Many years ago, i worked in a well know chicken fast food store and walked into the cold room to fetch something, only to discover the cook had used rubber bands and two chicken fillet breasts to fashion a rudimentary fleshlight. It took a lot of persuasion to get him to stop and when he did, he explained that he always washed them after... He didn't understand when i shut the shop and fired him. His mum even called to clarify what the problem was. We threw out just less than a thousand dollars worth of raw chicken fillets and i had to personally drive through the night to fetch fresh product for the following day.
Fast food horror stories are not much fun to hear about!
 
Yeah, variety of folks over the years. Siblings, roommates, wife, and a few more. Maybe I just have awkward timing and I do have a tendency just to surprise people without intending to.
 
Not sure if this counts but back in the pre-mobile phone days I had a lunch date and we made out and had our hands all over each other and got all hot and bothered before I had to go back to work (she was off that day).

On my way home after work I stopped at a drive up pay phone and called her. I had the suspicion she was playing with herself while we were talking, and she confirmed it later.
 
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