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From: Jen Jen <jenny_beaches@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} My personal rush (f, mast, toys)
Date: Sun,  7 Jul 2002 07:10:02 -0400
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Ever since I was 11, which is when I discovered masturbation,
I've had a thing for making myself cum where I might get caught.
It started in summer camp. I remember lying in bed, with my
friends Janie and Rita in the cots on either side of me, and I
just started lightly moving my fingers over my panties while we
all whispered about the boys in camp. The lights were out, but
they were just a foot or two away from me on either side. I
pulled the sheet over me and really started to get into it. I
hadn't felt anything like that before! Once I put my hand under
my panties and found my clit, I was gone. I had heard other girls
talking about masturbation, so I thought I knew what it was, and
I had rubbed myself before but without much effect. This time,
though, my body had woken up. Before I knew it, my hips were
pumping against my hand, and I was trying desperately not to make
any sound. I was terrified of being caught, but it felt WAY too
good to stop!

I kept going and thankfully both Rita and Janie started laughing
about something or other (I had stopped paying attention) when I
came. And came. I practically did a sit-up with the force of the
first contraction, and then it was all I could do not to gasp as
I kept cumming and cumming. I finally stopped myself, covered in
sweat, and hoping I wasn't panting loud enough for them to hear
me. I dropped off to sleep soon after that, but the experience
stayed with me. From then on, I would try to make myself cum
whenever I could. I would race myself to see how fast I could
cum.  During a swim in the lake, I'd find a way to sit in the
shallow water and sneak my hand into my suit. On the bus rides
into town, I'd sit in an empty seat and see if I could cum. When
school started again, I was even more obsessed. In the girls
bathroom, if there were other girls there, I would make a point
of cumming at least once. I'd go to football games and sit in the
stands with my jacket over my lap. I put my hands under, like I
was cold, and see how many times I could cum. I actually have a
funny picture from junior high school that was of a football
game. It shows the players, and some of the people in the stands
behind them. I'm sitting there, in plain view, with my hands
under my jacket in my lap. There's a bunch of cheering people,
and this one little girl, hunched over like she's cold. I love
that picture. :-)

I became really good at controlling myself, even though I have
found that the more you have to hold back, the stronger the
pleasure becomes. One of my favorite memories is of trying to
make myself cum in the of a minivan with 6 other girls on the way
back from a soccer game. I couldn't quite get myself there, but I
was really close. I thought I was going to go crazy when we
pulled over to stop for dinner at a diner, but it worked out when
we all ran in and grabbed two booths next to eachother. I was
sitting at one end of one booth, in the corner, and immediately
put my sweatshirt over my lap and snuck my left hand under it.
The tables were high and close to the seats, so nobody but Joanne
sitting next to me would have been able to see anything anyway.
It was really risky, but I was SO horny by then I couldn't stop
myself. I leaned forward into the table, and started playing with
myself again. Just gently stroking my clit through my panties
while we all talked and laughed about the game. I didn't mean to
cum when I did, but all of a sudden I felt myself pass the point
where there's no way to stop it. I pressed down hard on my clit,
and felt the wave of pleasure rise up and over me. I know I
gasped, but not so that anyone thought anything, and then I sat
there trying to keep a straight face while my body spasmed away
below the table. I'm sure I was turning bright red, but nobody
seemed to notice. I remember thinking "wow! I'm doing this in
front everyone, and they're all oblivious". This got me even more
turned on, and as the spasms started to subside I started rubbing
little circles around my clit again, which started the waves
coming back. I learned then that I'm multi-orgasmic, and can
sometimes keep an orgasm going for minutes and minutes. This
hadn't happened to me before, and I was really enjoying it. Each
following spasm wasn't as overwhelming as the first one - just
little bursts of pleasure and a quick contraction. I still had to
remember not to moan out loud and not to kick the girl across
from me, but I kept myself twitching and shuddering at that table
for probably 5 minutes or so. The last couple of spasms built up
into stronger and stronger ones, until I was afraid I really
wouldn't be able to control myself. My panties were soaking wet
and my left hand was completely sore when I finally stopped. When
I got up to wipe myself off and wash my hands, my legs were
shaking.

To this day, my best orgasms are when I'm playing with myself in
front of someone who doesn't know. And thinking about where I can
do it next is always a turn-on for me. So, now that it's 16 years
later and I've got a job and my own apartment, I can indulge
myself whenever I want.

First, I love to masturbate while on the phone. Anytime I know
I'm going to be on the phone for a while, like when buying plane
tickets or calling the bank, I have a vibrator handy. If the
person on the other hand has a has a sexy voice, it's a pretty
sure bet that I'll manage to cum once or twice while I'm talking
to them. This is always fun, because you can be as sexy as you
want on your end. I wonder how many people I've spoken to on the
phone realize that I'm just as likely to be wearing nothing but
rubber panties and a rubber bra when I'm talking to them as I am
to be in jeans! And how many would picture me lying splayed on
the bed, holding a massager on my clit with one hand and the
phone in the other while we talk! I absolutely love the challenge
of having a body wrenching orgasm in the middle of a conversation
and trying desperately not to let on what's happening.

My new favorite thing is to do this on work time. My company
allows me to work at home two days per week, and I take advantage
of that by having my various vibrating toys close to my computer.
I will often sit at my desk, with a vibrating butterfly or
scorpion strapped against me. I wear tight rubber shorts over the
vibes to hold them in tight, and I love the smooth look and feel
of the rubber on my skin. There are certain people with whom I
work that I would love to sleep with, and whenever I know they're
going to call me, I turn the vibe on and have fun knowing that
I'm doing something so shocking while we're talking about work.
These conversations are usually pretty short, just a quick
question or two, so I don't usually cum while talking to people I
work with. It's fun to think about, but I've always considered it
a bit too risky.

I love to wear the vibes when I go out, too. I'll sometimes put a
pair of jeans on over my rubber shorts, and wear a long sweater.
I put the vibes remote control in my pocket, and because of the
sweater nobody can see the wire or the bulge of the control. I
move the control knob through the fabric of my jeans, so I can
turn the vibe without being overly conspicuous. I'll sometimes
put my ben-wa balls inside me, too, when I go out like this. The
rubber shorts are great because they keep everything tightly in
place, and they keep me from soaking through my jeans! And
believe me, after being out in public like this for a while, I am
soaking wet. Without the shorts, I would be a squishy mess and
I'm sure my scent would be very noticeable.

I have worn this outfit out to all sorts of places. I love to go
shopping with the vibe on. I've cum in just about every aisle in
my local supermarket, sitting in a crowd of people at the car
wash, in line at the ATM. I love it when some young guy is
staring at me in my tight jeans, sneaking glances at my crotch
while I'm trying to keep my legs still. I love to see guys and
girls looking at me while I've got the vibe on. It's such a rush
to be feeling that kind of stimulation while they're watching.
When I'm close to cumming, it's hard to keep my hips from pumping
into the vibe. I love to wear the vibe out to bars, because
they're often dark and loud, so I can turn the vibe up high and
rock my hips as much as I want. I've had some wonderful,
shuddering, twitching, back arching orgasms in bars. There's
nothing like being chatted up by some cute guy while you're on
the verge of cumming. Or having a girlfriend come over and sit
next to you just as you go over the edge and it's all you can do
to keep from moaning and gasping with the pleasure of it.

Which brings me to last week, when I got my first wireless remote
controlled vibrator. It's a butterfly like my regular one, but
this one has a little keychain sized remote control and it only
has one speed - high! Fortunately it's really quiet, so even on
high it can't really be heard unless I'm in a very quiet room.
Anyway, I had sent away for this butterfly and it arrived in the
mail on Tuesday. I usually work at home Tuesdays and Fridays, so
I was home when the mail came, but on this Tuesday I had a
meeting in the afternoon at my office.

The mail came just as I was leaving the house to run to the
meeting, but I got so excited when I saw the box that I had to
run back in to see how it worked. I unpacked it and put the
batteries in and was very happy at how quiet it was. It was also
pretty strong, especially with the new batteries, and just
holding it in my hand was enough to start my juices flowing.
After a second, I knew I had to wear it to work. Now, I've done
this before, but I'm always careful not to get too carried away.
I've cum at my desk when nobody is in my office, and a couple of
times in the cafeteria, but I don't like to risk getting caught
when the stakes are so high. I couldn't resist *trying* it
though! Not with this new wireless control! I wouldn't have to
hide the wire or anything. It looked like a car remote, so I
could just put my house key on it and carry it in my hand,
turning it on and off at will.

I quickly stripped and strapped the butterfly on. When I had it
adjusted the way I liked, I slid my rubber shorts on, and then
put on a pair of black jeans that I often wear to work. Since
this vibe didn't have a wire to the controls, I didn't worry
about the long sweater. I took a quick look in the mirror to see
if anything showed, and there was a little bit of a bulge but I
didn't think anyone would notice.

As I walked out to my car I started playint with the remote. I
was wonderful to be able to buzz myself so casually. I was
already soaking wet just thinking about the fun I would have with
it. It was definitely a strong vibe, and I found myself pumping
my hips against it as I started the car. I figured I should savor
the feelings, so I left it off as I drove. It only took ten
minutes to get to work, but I was dying to turn it on again when
I arrived. So, I gave myself a treat on the way to my office. I
had it on for the walk across the parking lot, and across the
lobby (saying hi to 4 people!), and was getting pretty close to
cumming when I reached the elevator. I hit the button a couple of
times and was trying not to pump my hips back and forth while I
waited for it to arrive. I knew if I turned it off now, I'd go
crazy so I wanted to cum and get it over with.

Thankfully, the elevator emptied out when it arrived and I could
fell myself starting to cum as I quickly walked into it and hit
the "Door Close" button.  I doubled over with the first spasm,
and I leaned against the wall, bucking my hips and grunting
softly with each contraction. I was only going up 6 floors, and
as I felt the elevator slow I turned the remote off and
straightened up. I had just regained my composure when the door
opened and I stepped onto my floor. I waved hello to a couple of
people as I walked by, trying to keep my legs from shaking they
way they do after a really strong orgasm. This new butterfly was
a little thicker than my old one, and the combination of my tight
jeans and the rubber shorts were pressing it tightly against my
clit. I was still sensitive from just having cum so hard, and as
I walked the stimulation was taking me back to the edge. I
started to worry I wouldn't make it to my office without having
another orgasm, this time in the hallway. There were a lot of
people around, too, and the mix of risk and pleasure was
intoxicating. I imagined myself cumming, my legs collapsing under
me, ending up lying on the floor in the hall, shuddering
uncontrollably with everyone running to see what had happened. My
fear of getting caught was rising, but so was my orgasm.

I made it my office and walked around to the back of my desk. I
leaned heavily on it, wanting to finish the orgasm that was so so
close. I looked up and saw that nobody was nearby. I still had
the remote control in my hand, and thought I'd give myself a
quick buzz to push myself over the edge. Within a few seconds of
turning it on, it hit me. I came hard, again, still leaning on my
desk, and looked up quickly to see Lisa and Tom, two of my
coworkers, walking down the hallway toward my office. They
weren't looking at me, but I knew they were coming to get me for
the meeting. I looked down again just as quickly, pretending to
be looking at the papers on my desk. Knowing that they could see
me, standing here in the office, while I was having a gut
wrenching orgasm was incredible. I spasmed again and again,
holding myself as steady as I could.

My orgasm finally started tapering off, but then turned into a
stream of little orgasms, those little bursts of pleasure and
quick contractions that happen sometimes when I'm really turned
on. I had a few seconds left before they reached me, so I left
the butterfly on for just a little longer to enjoy the feelings.

I was just at the point of turning it off when Susan, our admin,
walked in. She startled me and I fumbled with the control,
dropping it under my desk before I could turn it off.

"Do you have a minute to go over this schedule before we go to
the meeting?"

"Uh... sure." Another tiny orgasm rocked through me. I had to
look down to make sure I wasn't pumping my hips against the desk.
Another orgasm, slightly stronger built up and washed over me.
And of course, Tom and Lisa had arrived and were waiting for me
outside the door. Sue walked around to the side of the desk to
show me the schedule she had just printed. Thank god my chair was
between us, or she would have come right up next to me.

God! Another orgasm shuddered through me. I stared at the page
she was holding up. She was looking at it, too, fortunately.

"Uuhhm!", I breathed out as it passed.

Shit! Did I just gasp? No, she didn't look up.

"Those look... uh! mm... like what we talked about."

I was trying desperately to keep my voice steady and my hips from
moving. I noticed I was standing stiff legged and tried to look
more relaxed. Another spasm, stronger. Then another. 

"Yea..(unh!)... It looks fine."

"Ok, I'll go make copies. Meeting starts in 5 minutes."

Unh! Oh my god, I didn't know how long I could hold on. Another
spasm, and I know I shuddered visibly.

"Lisa, Tom - you go ahead, I'll meet you... (gah!) in a minute."

They were coming faster now, each one rippling up my midsection.
I could barely keep myself still, the waves of pleasure were
dancing over me and I just wanted to let myself go with them.

As they turned and walked away, I ducked down and picked up the
remote, then collapsed onto my knees with the next set of
contractions. I savored them, knowing I would fantasize about
what had just happened for the rest of my life.

I finally turned off the butterfly and let my hips buck against
the last of the fading spasms. I was shaking all over.

Whew.

I was a few minutes late to the meeting, but I think it went
well.

 - jenny






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