My Messy Motel Masturbation

Today I am your typical housewife, in my mid 40's with two kids. I'm happily married, with a healthy sex life, including masturbation, both together with my hubby and on my own.

It wasn't always so, I didn't get married until my mid 30's. In my early 30's I was working a dead end job in a town where the only person I really knew was my scumbag of an ex-boyfriend. So it wasn't a hard decision to move back home when my dad had a car accident, and mom needed help with him.

So back home I went, I found a new job and before long dad was out of the woods and on his way to a full recovery. The only downside was my privacy. In my old apartment I was used to going scantily clad, or nude. And let's not forget masturbation, I was able to indulge my active libido at my whim.

Unfortunately, my mother never heard the word "privacy". To her a closed door is something merely to be opened without knocking. And forget trying to talk to her about it, she's just clueless as to why this is an issue.

As you would guess, times for me to play with my pussy were few and far between. I'd either have to wait until late at night, when I was sure they were asleep, or when they would go out for shopping or something.

To save my sanity, I began taking mini vacations. About once a month I'd take off work on Friday afternoon and instead of going home, head down to the beach, which was about a two hour drive from my home town. During my trip I'd spend my motel time naked, and happily masturbating.

This particular visit was probably the kinkiest time I'd had at the beach. It was early spring, warm but early enough to not be annoyed by the party people. As usual I had my favorite "toys" packed, my "body" massager (which was devoted to my clitty) and a long, thick white dildo. Oh, and a few pieces of clothing.

About half way down was a small convenience store / booze store. In the back was a small room, behind a curtain door. Hidden inside was a large selection of dirty magazines. Due to the aforementioned lack of privacy, I couldn't keep any at home, but would usually pick up one or two, read them then toss 'em. I selected one magazine of erotic letters, and one with pictures of couples.

After a light dinner I got to the motel and unpacked. I had brought along my VCR, intending to rent some flicks for the next night. After setting it up, I stripped down and got comfy on the bed with my new magazines. For the next couple of hours I read and masturbated, getting really wet in the process.

When I cum hard I squirt, and there seems to be no end to the amount of juice my pussy can produce. After an intense session I'll have a big wet spot under me, soaking the bed. My pubic hair will be wet and matted, as if I'd just had a shower.

But that's OK. I'm one of those rare women who actually LIKES to sleep in the wet spot. My girlfriends think I'm nuts, but I just find it a turn on. All that warm wetness against my bare skin, and knowing that the wetness is sex fluids. Mmmm. Of course, waking up in a cold wet spot isn't as much fun, but I'm willing to pay the price for the pleasure of falling asleep that way.

And fall asleep I did, after many good orgasms. I woke up the next day in urgent need of a piss. I lept up and ran to the bathroom, but before I even got halfway there could feel the pee begin to run down my legs.

You see, I have a very weak bladder. Have since I was in my early 20's. If I'm not careful I will wet my clothes, and a few times have even accidentally wet the bed. When I have sex with hubby, an especially intense orgasm will cause me to let out a little pee too. Fortunately, he gets turned on by it.

So anyway, with it running down my legs I just skipped the potty and jumped directly in the tub. I let it all go, my pussy gushing gold down my legs and into the tub. I suppose some might be grossed out by this, but honestly I've had it happen so often it's just not a big deal. It's just wet, that's all.

I showered, then decided to dress and hit the shopping. Shop I did, spending the morning at the malls. Having skipped breakfast I ate a large lunch, which got me a little sleepy. I returned to my motel and stripped down, then hopped into bed.

I used my massager, vibrating my clit while I looked at the pictures of couples fucking and sucking. I felt so wonderful and naughty, there in the middle of the day, nude and getting myself off. I had a really nice orgasm, OK two, then settled in for a nice nap.

I guess the crashing surf and fresh ocean air did me in, when I woke the sun was just going down. I went out onto the balcony to watch the sunset. Yes, nude. One of the things I loved about this place was the private balconies. You could not see the balconies around you, and in front of you was just ocean. No getting spotted, unless I guess by someone on a boat.

After the sun had gone down, I decided to go out for some dinner. I put on a white cotton sundress. It had a built in bra, and since I was feeling naughty I wore no panties. I slipped on my sandals and away I went.

I had a nice dinner at a nearby mall, then did some looking in the bookstore. I sat and read an erotic novel for a bit. I could feel myself getting juicy, my thighs getting moist. The store was closing, which was OK with me as I was ready for some fun.

On the way back to the motel I stopped at a small sex shop. This place was upscale, not at all sleazy. It catered to your more upper class types. I frequently saw other single women in there, as well as couples. I selected three videos, two were fairly standard stuff, amateur couples having sex. My third was my "kinky" video, an orgy / gangbang flick.

Next door was a small store, where I popped in for a four pack of wine coolers. Ready for a night of fun I returned to my room. Once there I immediately got naked, popped in a video and popped open a wine cooler. Over the next few hours I watched couples fuck and suck while I played with my cunt and sucked my titties. By the time the second movie ended, I was totally soaked, my tits were dripping with my saliva (I like to lick and suck them all over, and get them really wet with spit) and my pussy and ass soaked with my own cum.

As I put in the last video, the kinky one, I noticed it was now after 1 am. I've never been able to explain it, but something happens in my brain late at night. It's like I realize most everyone is asleep, and I give myself permission to let go of all my inhibitions and go really crazy, doing kinky things I wouldn't normally do, having thoughts I would not normally have.

As the video started I slugged down my last wine cooler, really giving myself a buzz and even further loosening me up. The video was hot, This sexy girl was at the center of an orgy, which then developed into a circle jerk. Cock after beautiful cock shot it's load of hot jizz all over her body. This bitch was soaked!

As I watched, I got to thinking how sexy it would be, to be in the center of a bunch of thick cocks. Feeling all their cum on my skin, having hot spunk dripping off my body. Being able to fall asleep like that, in a big puddle of jism. Mmm.

While I'm watching and fantasizing, my vibe is buzzing away at my clit. Meanwhile my dildo is pounding away at my pussy, I was ramming it deep and hard. I could feel a really, really powerful cum building up. At the same time, somewhere in the back of my head I was feeling the need to go pee. I ignored it, not wanting to give up my powerful cum.

Well, you can see where this is going. When I came, I came hard, crying out with pleasure. My pussy exploded with a big squirt of cum. I also lost control, and wound up letting go a fair amount of pee too. After my orgasm subsided I collapsed on the bed, soaked.

At first I laid there thinking "damn, what a mess." But as I watched the video, I saw the slut on tv rubbing all that jizz onto her body, into her naked skin. Absentmindedly I reached down and began rubbing my own juices into my skin, rubbing my wet pussy and thighs.

Soon I was squirming around the bed, copying the rubbing motions of the girl in the video. "Damn, that's sexy." I thought. "Feels so naughty, rubbing all that nasty stuff into her body. I wish I had some nasty juices to rub into my skin. She's so lucky, being able to squirm around in it."

I guess the booze was talking, as I heard a voice in my head say "Well, you don't have cum but you do have some naughty fluids you can rub around." Without even thinking I spread my legs real wide. Grabbing them I also pulled them high, tilting my pelvis upward. I relaxed and just let it go.

A hot stream of golden nectar shot out of my cunt, arcing in the air. I sprayed high, soaking myself from my tits to my legs. I was moaning and groaning the entire time, turned on by the pure nastiness of the situation. I began rubbing, smearing the fluids all over my body.

I looked up to see the slut on tv with three fingers deep in her cunt, masturbating. I did likewise, cramming three fingers into my own sopping cunt. We both pounded away, making wet slurpy noises as we finger fucked ourselves. Like her I was pinching my nipples hard. When she came, so did I, both of us screaming to a noisy wet orgasm. I somehow managed to find the remote, turning off the tv before I fell into an exhausted sleep.

Sometime later, I think it was around dawn, I woke up, but not completely. I was lying on my back, I guess I'd rolled out of the wet spot. My bladder was once again telling me I needed to piss. I fought it but eventually decided the need wasn't going to go away. I rolled over onto my tummy in the direction of the bathroom, landing right in the wet spot.

I don't know if it was the cold, or the wet, but it got to me and I suddenly felt pee trickling out of my pussy and onto my belly and the bed. "Shit" I thought. Then I halfway recalled what I had done earlier in the night. "Oh, what the fuck." I mumbled. I relaxed, and just let it go.

I felt this warm liquid gently trickle out of me, landing on the bed right under my pussy. Pretty soon I had a nice pool right under my cunt. I began rotating my hips, grinding my cunt right into the wet pee puddle. I got so turned on I reached under me and slid a finger right onto my clit. I kept humping my finger and the wet spot until I had a nice little cum. Contented, I drifted back asleep.

I woke up some time later, the sun streaming through the window. I stumbled to the door and stepped out onto the balcony, enjoying the inviting sea breeze and warm air. I knew I would have to check out soon, but decided I had time for a little sunbathing.

I grabbed my erotic letter magazine, dildo, and bottle of baby oil and sat back on the plastic recliner. I prefer baby oil to suntan lotion, makes my skin soft and protects me well enough. The small squirt hole was clogged, so I just took off that top and tilted the bottle over my tits. It came out quicker than I thought, and I got a big load of it on me.

Well, what the fuck I thought, and poured it all over my body. I rubbed it all over, from my toes to my neck, getting oily and wet. I picked up my letters magazine and began to read. (Yes, I was getting it oily, but I was going to toss it anyway so who cared?)

I read for a while, idly fingering my wet but slightly sore pussy. After I bit I decided to roll over. I sat up and laid the chair flat. I dumped more oil on my back, rubbing it in as best I could. Lying on my tummy, I reached back and dumped another big load of oil right on my ass. As I rubbed it in, I thought about the letters I had been reading. The section had been on anal sex play.

I got to wondering what it would be like, to let a man slide his cock up my asshole. As I rubbed my ass, my fingers slid up and down my crack. My finger found my anus, and began rubbing it in a circular motion. Almost on it's own it slid in, just barely. I pumped it slowly, enjoying the feeling.

While I casually fingered my ass, my other hand grabbed the mag and I read one more letter. In this a gal was home masturbating, a big dildo in her ass when her husband came home. He found her, removed the dildo and slid his own big cock up her ass. I moaned, wondering what it would be like to surrender my ass to my husband. (I later found out, but that's another story).

I dropped the magazine and grabbed my dildo. I held it's tip to my anus, rubbing it's tip at the opening. I let out another moan and willed myself to relax, pushing my dildo inside. Soon I had worked about half of it in, while my other hand reached under me, touching my clit.

I worked up a rhythm, fucking my asshole with the fake cock while frigging my clitty. In short order I was cumming, my hot pussy juice leaking all over my hand, my ass clenching down in the invading plastic prick. Wanting one more, I rolled over and sat up, holding the dildo inside my backside. I began squirming on the chair, my ass filled with the cock substitute. I fingered my cunt until I was cumming one more time. This time I came so hard I pushed the didlo out of my shithole.

I gathered my things and went back inside. I took a nice hot bath, scrubbing my body and my dildo really well. It took me a while to get all the oil off, it feels really sexy but is a bear to get off.

I cleaned up and headed for home, feeling naughty yet satisfied, for another month anyway.

Well, there's my story, my messy motel masturbation weekend. I hope other gals will read this and think about spending a little quality time with themselves!