Date: Mon, 11 Jul 2016 00:32:11 -0400
From: insatiable169@hotmail.com
Subject: Fondled in My Jeans

This is a true story and shows how just one incident can have a lifetime
lasting effect.

I had just turned 18 and finished high school the year before.

I remember how it was in mid-March and the weather was still cold enough to
wear a spring & fall coat.

          My shift started at 4:00 PM and I was walking around downtown
Montr?al a couple of hours before work. This was before Place des Arts and
Complexe Desjardins had been built, so Ste-Catherine Street had many small
stores with recessed doorways so that each window had 2 vantage viewpoints.

          I came upon an open doorway where an auction of men's watches was
being held and so I went in to see if there was anything that I could pick
up. Being a very shy person, not wanting the auctioneer to think that
because I was wearing a long coat I was not there to steal something, I
kept my coat open with my hands in the coat side pockets.

          What happened next, was both terrifying and at the same time
exhilarating. Being shorttrying to see better, I advanced as far as I
could. I did not notice that the man in front of me had his hands clasped
behind his back and all of a sudden I felt my privates being cupped in his
hands. I was afraid that he would punch me senseless for placing myself in
that position. Up until this time, I had never experienced sex, no one had
ever touched me, I didn't even know what jerking off meant, let alone
having done it.

          Then, before I could move, I felt his fingers slowly massaging my
cock and balls through my pants. OH WHAT ECSTASY!!! !! Instead of wanting
to escape, I found myself rooted on the spot, trying to cover what he was
doing to me by spreading out the sides of my open coat to cover the
action. Slowly, ever so slowly, he lowered my zipper and slid his hand
inside my pants to couple my private parts - now only protected by my
jockey underwear. My legs were shaking, I had a boner that I had never
experienced before and I was both afraid of being seen and thrilled to have
someone touching me.

          In an instant, I felt that I was going to urinate but I couldn't
help myself. I could feel something squirt out of my penis, filling my
underwear and seeping through into this man's hand, which he withdrew
immediately. I quickly zipped up and went to work where I had to endure the
feeling of my ejaculate in my shorts for my entire shift.

To this day, I find that there is nothing more exciting than to ejaculate
in my jeans or jogging pants and to feel my ejaculate slowly run down my
testicles and between my thighs into my ass crack. It shows how one
incident during the formative years can have a profound outcome throughout
one's lifetime.

This is a true story - nothing has been added nor subtracted. If you have
had a similar experience, or if you too like to cum in your clothing, feel
free to contact me at insatiable169@hotmail.com