Teen Titillations

As a horny teen, I often fantasized about my family as I masturbated. But, I also had a reliable set of non-family scenes I would play out in my mind when I wanted to get off. I thought maybe you’d like to get a quick overview of my greatest hits.

Probably one of my most productive fantasies were scenarios involving one of my many male teachers. My favorite was Mr. Kennet. He was young and handsome, had the build of a jock, and the attitude of a man who had a big, thick cock. My fantasy was fairly simple but it always made me cum like crazy. I had to see him after school about my grades. I wasn’t failing (of course), but I was in danger of spoiling my record of straight A’s. Maybe if I wasn’t daydreaming about Mr. Kennet’s fat cock during class I would be able to focus better! My teacher tells me he can give me some extra credit points if I do something for him. What he wants is for me to take all my clothes off. I’m scared and worried about getting caught, but the humiliation of getting a B is worse than being seen naked. I do as he says and take all my clothes off right there in the classroom. It’s cold and the fluorescent lights are unflattering, but his eyes devour me hungrily. My stomach drops when I see him unzipping his pants. What’s he going to do to me? I want him to do something, but I’m also afraid of what that might be. Mr. Kennet pulls his cock out. It’s as big and thick as I always imagined it was. He leans back in his chair and begins stroking himself. I love watching him jerking off – I’ve never seen a boy do that to himself before. He asks me to turn around and bend over. I willingly obey his request and I look between my knees to see him beating off harder at the view of my butt and pussy from behind. “Spread your ass,” he demands. It’s embarrassing to expose myself like that, but it also turns me on. He stands and moves up close behind me. I’m scared that he’s going to try to fuck me (while also kind of hoping that he does), but instead he groans and shoots a big load of cum all over my asshole. If I haven’t had an orgasm by this point, I usually did when I imagined the feel of his jizz running down over my pussy lips and dripping onto the floor. When I was feeling especially horny, Mr. Kennet would talk to me about my grades during class in front of everyone. All the boys joined him in jerking off to the sight of my naked body while most of the girls just scowled and whispered about what a dirty slut I was.

Another fantasy that I sometimes used had to do with a visit to the doctor. I never got turned on during any actual doctor visits, in fact I was usually freaked out instead. When I was younger, I had convinced myself that when the doctor examined me “down there” that he or she would be able to tell I’d been masturbating. They would inform my mother, and I’d be branded a deviant pervert for life (which I would rightfully deserve!). My doctor fantasy, however, was a lot like my teacher fantasy. A non-specific male doctor would come in for the exam and ask me to take my gown off, leaving me (of course) naked. He would do some standard doctor things – listen to my heart, thump on my back, etc. – then he’d tell me that he needed some pictures for my medical records. This seems weird to me, but I can’t argue. The doctor has me do some poses and he takes several pictures. He assures me that my body is developing nicely, which makes me feel good. He then has me get up on one of the examination tables and put my feet in the stirrups. The doctor gets in between my legs and begins taking close up pictures of my vagina. I ask if that’s really needed and he assures me it’s required. He then says, “Now please spread your cunt open for me.” I’m shocked that a professional would use language like that, but I do as I’m told. This is usually where I’d orgasm. If not, the fantasy would continue. He’d hand me the camera and tell me to take over. The doctor would then begin licking and sucking my pussy. While he was eating me out, he’d make little medicalish comments to justify what he was doing to me. “Hmm, yes, it tastes like your Ph levels are in balance…clitoral response is normal, perhaps even above average…vaginal secretions are high but otherwise healthy…mmmmnumnum…” I was having this oral sex fantasy even before anyone had ever gone down on me. If I lasted past this point, a nurse would usually come in, relieve me of picture taking duty, and finger herself while she photographed me getting my pussy sucked off. The combination of getting my pussy sucked while someone watched was a surefire recipe for one of little Rachael’s orgasms.

Rounding out my top three was a fantasy about a couple my parents knew. They would come over the house sometimes for cookouts or to play cards. This couple seemed way too cool to be friends with my mom and dad – a bit younger, both in good shape, and better looking. I’m a little less clear on the details of these fantasies, but it usually involved me sleeping over this couple’s house for some reason. During the night I’d hear noises and go investigate. Obviously I’d find them fucking (and usually it wasn’t in their bedroom, for some reason). I would spy on them while playing with myself. Just the idea of seeing people fuck was a big thrill for me back then (guess it still is). The woman, Judy, would see me spying and invite me to come closer. She would show me Jerry’s penis and teach me how to give a blowjob. While I was learning to suck cock, she would mount her husband’s face and fuck his mouth right in front of me. The scene played out in many different ways depending on how I was feeling at the moment, but is usually involved them touching me all over and closely checking out my pussy together. They’d often ask me to masturbate for them. Once I did, they’d start fucking again. I’d watch them and they’d watch me until we all got off together. The thought of a fucking couple watching me masturbate is a theme that still shows up in my fantasies to this day.

I also had a few hybrid fantasies that involved my brother but was more about his stupid friends. The one I remember the most is where he’d have three or four friends over. He’d come and get me and drag me to the family room where he’d tell me to get naked for them. Sometimes he’d blackmail me into doing it, or sometimes I’d resist and he’d forcibly strip me. One of the guys would put on music and they’d tell me to dance for them. When I did, they’d all take out their cocks and start jerking off to me. I’d quickly get into it, dancing sexy for them and opening my legs wide so they could see my pussy. My brother’s friends would start cumming quickly, but what really got me off was when my brother would make me kneel in front of him and he’d blow his load all over my face in front of everyone. It was the idea of all his friends seeing him do something like that to his horny little sister was what got me off.

There were plenty more, usually inspired by events of the day and the people I’d most recently come in contact with, but these were a few of my dependable go-to’s. Now that I’ve gathered a few of them together, I can see that my teenage fantasies had a very strong exhibitionist streak to them. I suppose it’s only natural for a young girl to want to be admired and desired. In reality, I wasn’t at all confident about my body, and definitely not comfortable about anyone seeing me naked. I have to imagine that’s exactly why my fantasies took on the opposite elements of my real life. I know Freud did a lot with dream analysis, but I wonder if he ever considered sexual fantasy analysis for insights into a person’s true psyche? If not, perhaps I can invent a new branch of psychology. What a job that would be – listening to people’s masturbation fantasies all day! Hmmm…maybe there’s a story idea there…?

Anyway, this was a fun little trip down memory lane for me, and I hope you enjoyed learning about my more “normal” fantasies. Do you remember what thoughts you most often wanked yourself to when you were a kid? If you do, leave a comment and share it with all of us!

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13 thoughts on “Teen Titillations

  1. There were two such childhood memories that I would eventually go masturbate to. The first was Terri S.. We had a Jaccuzzi installed when I was 13 and one of my older sisters friends would come over. Usually when our parents were out for the evening. Terri had amazing breast that her swim suit barely contained and was made of a loose material like that of a hammock. I would strain to see her nipples. I would get the usual erection which was difficult to hide. Much to my luck, after I was shooed away, she would remove her top to better enjoy the hot tub. I would stroke my cock while watching from the upstairs window. I always wanted to jerk off for and on Terri. Gallons on jizz were spewed watching her.

    The other was a girl my age and had those perfect 14 year old tits. She had shown them once to a few of us guys and I would always fantasize going to her house and messing around with her, eventually wishing I could shoot my teen load on her breasts. Lacking the required confidence, I never tried to go out with her. She was the girl in high school that would eventually fuck the football team and go on to make porn.

  2. “He was young and handsome, had the build of a jock/
    and the attitude of a man who had a big, thick cock.”

    Songwriting in your future? I hear a Billy Joel melody in my head… Or possibly Dylan. You should write a song!

    I had fantasies about this girl named Gabrielle (Gidgit) who was short and slightly plump and beginning to develop, when I saw her swing-backward and hang from her knees on the chin-up bar. This caused her dress to invert entirely giving me a full view of her panties for several seconds, until she caught me staring and pushed her dress up.

    I would replay this image in my head over an over. I drew close to a dozen drawings of her in the same position, except, in my drawings she wore no panties, and her top slid upward as well, allowing fat bra-less breasts with huge brown aureolas to tumble out. Though she was old enough to have hair down there, I always drew her pussy perfectly smooth with two plump lips, glistening with wetness as she naughtily flashed the school yard. I draw her head turned but her eyes flitting directly toward the viewer as she caught me looking, she’d smirk.

    In real life there was a gaggle of girls I would play with. Heather, Roshanna, Nicole and Elizabeth. My brother and I were the only two boys in the neighborhood so we were on the better end of “Show me Yours” games. Each of these girls would sit with legs open and allow me to make careful drawings of their vulvas. Each would let me finger or lick their pussies at various points (Nicole who would frequently demand cunnilingus, let me become very familiar with her pussy) but it was Elizabeth I would finally have sex with, and none of the others. (Though I had already lost my virginity a couple years earlier with my Aunt) I think of Liz as my “first” (intentional) partner.

    These all effected my fantasies, but it remains strange to me how much Gidget on the chin-up bar persisted. I developed a lifetime fetish for women wearing dresses and no underwear, ‘accidentally’ giving me a sneak peek.

  3. @Cunnilique – Wow, I wish I grew up in a neighborhood like yours! It sounds like it was a lot of fun. Do you still have any of those Gidget drawings? I’d love to post one so we can all enjoy your fantasy along with you!

  4. What do you think you would have done back then with all of the computer tech stuff we have today? Cell-phone cameras, skype, chat, etc.? Would the exhibitionist in you have come out for the boyfriend? Maybe accidentally get sent to the brother?

  5. @Gardner M: I think if I were a teen now I’d easily get caught up in being naked online in one way or another. I’d definitely be sending naked selfies to my boyfriend(s) and Skyping under the covers late at night hoping not to get caught by my parents. I don’t think I’d be the one to “accidentally” send a nude to my brother or dad, but I’d be very hopeful that they might try something like that with me. I’d also be snooping on everyone’s devices for dirty pics of them (friends and family alike). I never found any “Polaroids” of my parents as I was always trying to, but I’m sure there’d be some naughty stuff on their phones or computers! I might have even risked playing dumb and asking my brother how to find porn on the internet just to see what he’d say (or do). I have a little fantasy now about that where he offers to show me how to look up porno and we end up masturbating together in front of the computer. Damn, if I’d just been born 10 years later I could have been a total cyber slut!! Horny kids these days don’t know how good they have it! Lucky little pervs.

  6. The fantasy, from my preteen years, I remember the most, was of Mrs Knight, a woman on my paper route. At the time, Mrs Knight always wore a blouse that exposed a modest amount of cleavage.

    Every Friday, I would knock on her door and when she answered, I would ask her, “May I collect?”

    Mrs Knight would respond with, “Just a moment, I’ll get my change purse.” A short while later she would return with her change purse and then fish out the fifty cents owed. She would open the screen door, lean forward and hand me the money. This action would increased the amount of cleavage being reveled. I tried not to stare but being a boob man in training, the view was to appealing for me to resist. She never indicated to me that she was aware of my staring at her, I flattered myself into thinking, she liked my attention.

    In my fantasy, I would be collecting. on a cold winter day. When Mrs Knight answered the door, she opened the screen door and said, “Come in, I’ll get my change purse.” I stepped in and closed the door. Upon returning Mrs Knight opened the purse and started to remove the money but she dropped the purse and most of the change spilled out. I dropped to my knees to pick up the change, she bent over to do the same. This provided me with the perfect down blouse view of her bra clad boobs. Mrs. Knight notices what I was staring at and asked, “Do you like the view?” All I could do was nod my head. “Would you like to see more?” Another nod of my head. Taking me by the hand she lead me into the living room and indicated that I should take a seat on the couch. Standing before me she slowly removed her blouse and bra. Taking a seat next to me she put her hand behind my head and gently pulled my face to her tits. This is usually all the further this fantasy would get before I would spew my load.

  7. I enjoyed reading about your childhood, mine was similar but not a vivid.. I used to get off to reading soppy love stories, whist lying on my bed grinning my pussy over a panty i placed under the sheets.. there were times I used to imagine having sleep overs and that we would experiment with each other or play doctor patient… one real life experience, I still jill to are the summers I spent with my aunt at her summer home by the lake.. we would take saunas together rub cream on each other and take naps together… we pleasured each other… she has since passed.. but i still pleasure her in my mind…

    Xxx
    Sara

  8. Mmm Rachael your mind so young with such naughty thoughts. Mine were Mrs Cook turning extension would call me to her room where she would be leaning back in her chair rubbing her puss y through her panties dress around her waist . She have me drop my pants smile at my still young cock . Than being return pulls her panties to the side and says now eat my wet Cunt till I cum. If I made it pas that she would suck me off after she came a few time in succession Which that though always put me over the top. Love your stories Rachael XOXO.

  9. Rachel

    Thank you for sharing your naughty thoughts with us. We all have fantasies and yours are so naughty.

    I, too, am sorry I wasn’t born in a time of great tech. I know I could have been sharing with girls and their moms.

  10. Wow, this is a great post with some matching great comments!

    @Andy: I’m old enough and cynical enough to believe that she completely knew she was putting on a show!

    @Rachael DMM: I had a number of irrational anxieties beset me during those early masturbation years: I worried that I’d caught VD from my jerk-off buddy. I worried that I got my sister pregnant by jerking off with her panties. I worried that I’d broken my back in my (successful!) efforts to suck myself off, etc. I was a mess. But “I’m feeling much better now” :)

    Oh – the doctor who used the ‘c’-word? Years ago when I was single, I found myself needing to visit the Free Clinic. O the embarrassment! The doctor was a mature woman who was ex-military. She walked in, looked me in the eye and said “Whip it out and pump that penis!” I said “I beg your pardon?” I had no problem with her or what she was asking – but I was very surprised at *how* she asked.

  11. Wow Rachel you can make me cum m as my, many times in one sitting reading your tails. I would love to have grown up with you. I have had a very vivid imagination my whole life, but since I have found your stories I have really got wild with it. Not everything is fantasy thow. I have been fucking my son’s ex wife and can’t get enough of it. I love her and she has a gorgeous body and the hottest, wettest pussy you could imagine, but it’s more about it being wrong and the chance of getting caught. Anyway thanks for all your stories and all the cum you have helped me dump. I would love to find a personal story in my email inbox from you sometime, I would probably cum before I even read the first sentence just because it came from you. Love you bunches Rachel, and LUST AFTER YOU CONSTANTLY.
    JOHN

  12. Ok I was kinda sickly when I was a young boy an I would stay in class with my teacher most of the time until a girl stayed with me an we got behind some partition walls an why she let me play with her pussy an finger I t the teacher came back there an just watched us after that day I loved staying in the room why the other kids went to pe. My teacher let me play tough rub finger an even let me rub my dick on an in between her lips of her pussy an she played with my dick an sucked it as well as I eat her as much as I knew about it anyways

  13. Well my teens where pretty confusing and scary for me. As I was just now becoming to realise my true sexuality as a lesbian. However I did try to force myself to go out with boys to try and convince myself I was normal, but mostly I believe it was to cover up my true self and keep my parents from finding out. Nonetheless, this is one of the ways one of my favorites came to be.

    I was supposedly going out with this boy Joe. Well one Sat. I wound up at his house to watch a movie or something. His mom was working so his Aunt was there to watch him. She was super sweet and twice as pretty. Not to mention quite a bit younger than our moms. I guessed in her early to mid 20s. I was 13 by the way. Anyways. Her and I seemed to hit it off. In fact he seemed to get a little upset at how much I was talking with her instead of letting him feel me up under this blanket he kept trying to me to join him under.

    I hadn’t even realised the impression she had on me though until that night in bed when clear outta the blue she crept onto my mind as I casually stocked my little nubbin. Next thing I knew.

    He had fallen asleep watching the movie and she told me I could come u to the guest bedroom with her and watch TV if I wanted. As I sat on the bed and began clicking through channels she said she knew what I really wanted and started to undress right there in front of me. I clicked the power button and asked if he would catch us. She shoot the door and said nope. And next I knew we where kissing passionately. I was still really young and inexperienced so we never got further than kissing and touching before I’d Cum and fall asleep shortly later. But I do wish I knew now what I knew then. It probably never would have had a chance to be a fantasy. Cause even today I want to Fuck her badly. She was that hot.

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