Getting Caught...
The very first time I was caught was way back when I was a kid. I shared a bedroom with my sister, and she walked in one afternoon when I was "playing". She didn't have a clue what I was doing, and I was too young to really understand myself. I simply told her to try it as it felt really good! Fortunately she never told our parents!
As a dancer, you often barely have time to change costume between dances, but every now and then you get a few extra moments. On one such occasion I was feeling particularly horny and decided that as I had the time I may as well do something about it. I was just about to come when I realised that I wasn't alone in the changing room. A tall, dark, handsome guy had wandered in, and was edging his way closer to me for a better look. Always one to play to an audience I obligingly opened my legs that little bit more so that he could see everything in graphic detail. Smiling, he took out his cock and began stroking his delicious cock. Spurring each other on yet not saying a word to each other, we quickly came and hurried to change ready for our next performance!
I think that the most memorable (and embarrassing) time I was caught was when I was visiting my OH at university. He had an early lecture and had left me sleeping in bed. On waking I was desperate to come so I began masturbating. Imagine, I'm lying on the bed, at the end of which is the door to the room. Suddenly the door opened! I don't know who was more shocked, me because I'd assumed the door was locked, or his flatmate who was standing in the doorway staring at my dripping cunt! The poor guy was mortified as we were all good friends, but couldn't tear his gaze away. I was beyond caring at this point, so close was I to an orgasm. I don't know when exactly he left but when I'd recovered the door had closed. He never looked me in the eye again after that and always made sure he knocked first!
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