Masturbation Fun – Sexy Boredom – Sexy Worker

Masturbation Fun

Being a missionary in South Africa is rewarding. Adjusting to life away from Amsterdam is filled with some loneliness and boredom. The good part about all this boredom and loneliness is I am getting more in touch with my sexual side. The lack of outside video streams and media has been good for my creativity both in general and specifically in my sexuality. Let me share what I mean.

I was bored last night. Hans was still working at the mission. I checked my Facebook. I clicked on MH to read the latest story. Since I had time on my hands, I clicked some older posts. I found my way to Tearing Down the Fence. Tearing Down the Fence is a story about a woman married to a hard working man. She was expanding her sexual boundaries through masturbating with thoughts of gratitude for the man that God has given her. I read,

Masturbation fun -“getting off”, sexual needs, sharing mutual self-pleasuring…now those thoughts were racing through my mind. As I continued to watch my man hard at work, I made my decision. “I need to expand my boundaries. This is the time to explore this idea,” my thoughts continued. A wave of inhibition overcame me. “I want to learn more about what I like, I want to be free to explore my body, I want to become comfortable enough to share this with my husband, I want to experience sexual freedom and share that with my partner.”

Just reading that paragraph got me turned on. I am exploring my new monogamy sexuality not distracted by Amsterdam busyness. Masturbation fun is part of the mix!

I also identified with this story because I married a hard working man. His father is also hard working. My father is hard working. Their working may be manual labor or office labor. As much as I like to tease Hans about his work ethic, I am extremely turned on by that kind of man.

I say, “You work too hard, you have no time for me.” As I say this, my pussy can get wet. I pretend I am angry, but I would not want it any other way. I liked that MH story because I could see myself in the story.

I was still standing near the window, but one leg was now resting on the top of the small chair that was in front of the vanity. My skirt was above my waist and my hand was now working its magic inside my sex-soaked panties. I was still fondling my breasts, but was now lightly squeezing my stiff nipple. I was now aware of the strong aroma of my sex, adding to my pleasure. I continued to watch my husband labor in the sun, but was less aware of his labor and more aware of my own.

Wow. Caveman’s wife can write!  You could be writing full stories like Blondie or Silver.

After reading this story, I was horny down to my soul. I pulled off my wet panties and brought them to my nose. The damp panties smelt of my woman scent. I pulled up my skirt  and started to caress my wet cunt. I kept my panties on my face. The thought of Hans working drove my horny thoughts. I started cumming. I took my panties off my face and crumpled them and pressed them against my pulsating pussy. I wanted my panties to reek more of my scent.

I settled down after that orgasm and realized that is how I wanted to be. I want to be horny on just seeing my husband working.

In the Netherlands, on regular TV, they show erotic movies on the stations. I had seen some of them. Honestly, they did make me horny, but an empty horny. I felt they were dirty, not wholesome. The plots were ridden with people having sex. In Amsterdam, sex is an industry that sells sex candy of all kinds.

I remember one movie where the woman saw her friend making love with her boyfriend. The actress supposedly got turned on by watching their sex. She masturbated while watching them make love. I remember thinking.  “That would not be my boyfriend any longer.” But it still made my pussy wet. I remember masturbating to an empty orgasm.

Caveman’s wife story is a different kind of erotic story. I like the thought of masturbating while I  am “watching” my husband working hard, being the working human God called him to be. A hard working husband is one of the sexiest pictures on earth.

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My husband arrived home late.  The literacy mission wanted him to help with some construction. Since he loves working with his hands, he gladly offered to help. When he arrived home, he still had papers to correct and a lesson plan to go over for the next day. He announced that he needed to get right to work after dinner.  I teased him about working too much, but my husband-the-worker-sexual-being was flooding my mind with sexual passion.

We ate. We had devotions. He went right to work.

I was sitting on the couch listening to the tick-tock of the clock. I looked at Hans working away on the computer. I was getting horny watching him and listening to the tick-tock. I did not want to disturb him, so I discreetly slipped my fingers under my skirt. I was just caressing my pussy while I watched my husband work. He was facing his computer. I was looking at his backside.

As I caressed my pussy, I thought about how thankful I am to have such a hard working man. I felt my sexual tension build. I was not thinking about his dick. I was not thinking about anything but who he is. I was thinking about how positive he is about helping others. I felt myself coming close to an orgasm. I slowed down my caressing.

“How is the work going?” I asked.

“Not too bad. What are you doing?” he asked.

“I am masturbating watching you work,” I said.

“You are one horny girl, Jenne,” he said.

“You are one hard working man,” I said in a breathy manner.

“I thought you said, “I work too much,” he said.

“You do and don’t stop; you drive me crazy watching you work,” I said.

“Jenne, I do not understand a woman. How can you hate and love the same thing?” he asked.

He stood up and turned around. His bulging member was noticed by me.

“I want you to come over here and pound me. After you cum, I will suck you clean. Then I want you to go right back to your work. I do not even want to be kissed tonight.” I commanded.

I pulled my skirt up and spread my legs. He undid his pants and jammed his member into my hole. I was cumming quickly. Soon I felt his load squirt into my cave. After his work was done, I took his tool and put it in my mouth and tasted his salty cum and my pussy juices.

He moved to sit next to me.

No, Hans, get back to work.