Married Masturbator - Sex Stories

Married Masturbator

All those wives out there have no idea what their husbands do when their back is turned. Only a minority of them cheat. But the rest of them soon start to masturbate when the novelty of sex wears off.

This is the story of Mark, who was a married serial masturbator. Married women take note; he's jerking off more than you could ever imagine. You have no idea.

Mark was married to Julie. They had been married for seven years and after a year or two of regular sex, well, Mark had become bored. He didn't want to cheat on Julie, he had too much to lose, but he had a strong sex drive and he was constantly feeling that tingling in his penis urging him to relieve himself. So he found himself masturbating regularly, usually every day, when Julie wasn't around.

Sometimes it was early in the morning after Julie had got up. If he had time, Mark would slip his boxer shorts down over his thighs while he was still in bed and start fondling his penis and his testicles. Soon his penis would get hard and listening carefully to make sure she didn't come back up the stairs, he would stroke his penis thinking about past girlfriends he'd fucked. Soon enough, his buttocks raised themself above the surface of the mattress and with his hand flying up and down the shaft he'd quietly grunt and sperm would spit out onto his stomach. He'd raise the sheets above his stomach to make sure the white cum didn't soak into the sheet to leave a guilty stain there for Julie to find when she washed the ...

... sheets. Then he'd scurry to the shower with heavy gobs of cum clinging to his stomach and soaked into his pubic hair, praying the Julie didn't walk in during those few moments to witness his still semi erect penis dripping cum, proving to her that he was masturbating instead of spurting that cum into her vagina.

Sometimes, he'd masturbate at work. During distracted moments at his desk, he'd get that urge and feel his penis beginning to get hard through his dress pants. Looking furtively around, he'd casually walk into the office restroom and close the cubicle door. There, with his breathing labored, he'd pull down the zipper of his pants, fish his now solidly erect penis out of his underpants and stroke it over the toilet bowl. As his orgasm approached, he'd arch his back and then fire most of his cum into the toilet. Most that is. Cum never failed to splatter onto the seat and the toilet lid. He'd grab some toilet paper and wipe it off those places. Once, while on a business trip, he masturbated in a public toilet and when he was ready to ejaculate he pointed his erection at the black dividing wall of the toilet stall. Cum shot out of his married penis and left a series of wet creamy lines running down the walls. As Marked tucked his softening penis back in his underpants he admired his handiwork...and left the stains where they were. Men who followed Mark into that stall would have seen that a man recently masturbated in that toilet stall - some, no doubt, were turned on by ...