I masturbate while babysitting. If we're watching a movie, i put a sweater or blanket over my lap and stick my hands in my pants.
When on vacation in Florida two summers ago with my friends, I met a guy that was 23. We were at a club and I ended up going back to his hotel. We were both pretty hammered and just messed around until we both passed out. I stayed there the whole night and into the next morning and ate breakfast with him. The thing is, it ended up that he moved to where I live now and was my senior English teacher. I don't know if he remembered me or not. He never said anything to me about it or visa versa. I am sure it was him, I have pictures from that night. I have never told anyone.
Fucked up. Why? Look after those kids! Plus why on Earth would you do that with kids next to you? Thats just wrong
My secrets are secret for a good reason. I tell all the stuff that cant hurt anyone. Better to be open. So Im not sure which bits of my life would be classed as secrets that I would wish to tell
Dude i can deffenately relate to that, i know how it feels and i used to get it all the time, now not so often but still do. Dude, i dont see anything too fucked up about that. I wouldnt mind... even as a kid. If she was a guy on other hand... then yeah fucked up...
Why would it matter what gender the person masturbating right beside some kids was? I dont really get that... The poster is a kid herself but she is still fully aware of what shes doing and that its probably a bit weird, hence its a "secret"...In my eyes anyone whod go out of their way to masturbate secretly right next to some kids when theyre supposed to be in the position of looking after them has some weird issues going on, doesnt matter she hasnt got a dick. For me, having some kids in the room I was supposed to look after would put me right off...not that Id even think of it in the first placeSo yeah
i have a husband and a master (2 seperate people) they both know about each other but no one else knows about my master...so i've had to be very creative in excuses for all the bruises