What is the riskiest place you have ever masturbated?

In a backyard with nothing blocking the view and in the ladies washroom at the Walmart.

Trains and busses

In the back seat of my mom's car as she was driving the bus the bathroom park bench

Restroom at the airport

at work

Playing with my hubby and his friend right now, and we just went live from home... literally shaking because it's so embarrassing, but I'm simultaneously so incredibly turned on knowing people are watching.

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My office. Our garage with door partially up. In our pool with an apartment complex behind us.

I did stroke off at work a few times early on in my Lush days. I was chatting on ! Messenger with a woman who I met on another site but who also posted here back then (she's gone now, I'm pretty sure). Retreated to the men's room when I got close to blowing, though, so never actually came at my desk.

And on my previous job, I used to have the building to myself when I backed up the main system on Saturday nights (took like ten of the old school open reel tapes so had to stay there to change tapes). So I did get off during those nights sometimes.

I was a high school senior house sitting for my boss. He had a daughter in college a couple years older than me who was super cute. One night, I went up to her bedroom, found a pair of her panties, got completely naked, then sat in the middle of her bed and jerked off using her panties. I got cum all over the panties and her bedspread. I think that was the first load of laundry I ever started.

When I was still young, cameras in rooms were very rare. I remember that my favorite pastime was masturbating at the sports school. I was a professional swimmer. Our school was far from being elite. And the maintenance of the school was mostly the responsibility of the students. According to the schedule, cleaning the pools, changing rooms, showers, and other utility rooms. I tried to sign up for weekends all the time. There were very few children on weekends. Training sessions usually took place in the first half of the day. And after five in the evening, the school was empty, except for the security guards and the cleaning crew. Everyone chose their own tasks, or they cleaned together, helping each other. I preferred to come later and do the cleaning alone. It was a paradise for a girl with perverted fantasies. That’s where I would bring my fantasies to life. The coolest experience was when I would sneak into the security office naked and barefoot while the guards — there were usually two of them — were sitting there watching TV or playing board games. The ultimate thrill was when I crawled along their window on my hands and knees. And then one day, I got so bold that I decided to just linger by the slightly open office door and start masturbating while they were watching TV and discussing what they’d seen. I’d never had anything more exciting! I was 15. Later, of course, I was tormented by remorse and the suspicion that I was crazy. For a while, that even scared me a lot.

In a classroom while in session.

In a tent next to the scoutmasters head, he was always so creepy, staring at us when we swam because the campground was also the place you stripped and washed up, so me and 7 other guys stroked off all around his head. We all then left and went to the river and fished waiting for him to come down, the entire rest of the weekend he said very little. 8 distinct cum puddles, only 7 stroked off, his son wasn’t one of them so we made sure to produce one for him! Rest of the weekend dude wouldn’t engage or anything. His son kept wondering what everyone was laughing at, we all wondered if he thought his son also did it. It was like 5 in the morning so it was all still wet when he woke up. Dude never said a word though!