![]() |
Links to other masturbation experiences
Pool Cue Stick Masturbating
I was about 18 , and I was staying the night at my friend Sherry's house . She wasn't feeling well and went to bed early. Her brother kale said that he would entertain me . She had a big game room. A foosball table a pool table, and a couple of pin ball machines . Not to mention and incredibly cute brother named Kale . We played pool most of the night and were flirting so much I could feel myself getting wet. While Kale was shooting and I was waiting my turn, I would stand against the wall and gently stroked the pool cue imagining that it was the Kale's cock. I imagined that he was fucking me on the pool table!
About 11:00 Kale left with a bunch of friends and I was left by myself , as Sherry was already sleep. I was still incredibly horny and thought about of that wall full of pool cues. I walked over and took one down from the rack. I had never used anything other than my finger to masturbate but the thought of that pool cue was more that I could handle . I locked the door to the game room and closed the shades. I pulled down my sweatpants and underwear and laid back on a pool table. I was already wet and gently pressed the fat end of the pool cue into my pussy . It slipped in easily and my whole body began to arch up and down as I fucked myself with that big wooden stick.
Just as I was about to orgasm , I heard a car pull up in the driveway. I quickly jumped off the table and pulled my panties and sweatpants back up and hurried out of the game room and in to Sherries room next door. I certainly did not want to be caught masturbating and especially by her brother! A few seconds after closing the door I heard a couple of voices enter the game room . It was Kale and one of his friends. I put my ear to the wall and listened to them talking about the party . Then I heard Kale's friend say, " Hey , what is that wet spot in the middle of the pool table ? " My heart raced when I heard what the boy had said!
I came down from listening at the wall and pulled the covers over my head... Apparently I was a little more excited while I was on the table, than I had realized. Since that masturbation experience, I have tried to to incorporate many different objects into my masturbation techniques. I have learned many new things while surfing this web site and can't wait to bang myself when I am through with this story.
Ana V.
Back to female masturbation stories
Warning: main(/usr/home/highspeedadult/public_html/female-masturbation-technique/nav.txt): failed to open stream: No such file or directory in /usr/home/highspeedadult/public_html/female-masturbation-technique/female_masturbation_profiles/story_ana.shtml on line 234
Warning: main(/usr/home/highspeedadult/public_html/female-masturbation-technique/nav.txt): failed to open stream: No such file or directory in /usr/home/highspeedadult/public_html/female-masturbation-technique/female_masturbation_profiles/story_ana.shtml on line 234
Warning: main(): Failed opening '/usr/home/highspeedadult/public_html/female-masturbation-technique/nav.txt' for inclusion (include_path='.:') in /usr/home/highspeedadult/public_html/female-masturbation-technique/female_masturbation_profiles/story_ana.shtml on line 234
