Rate this story Since I was twelve years old, masturbation has become a daily routine for me. My story happened when I was sixteen. By then I was a new student at a boarding-school for boys far from home in the mountains. I was very interested in girls but apart from some petting was not very experienced in sexual matters. My mother was visiting me over the weekend and stayed in a private house of a distant friend who’s name was Christine. She was a very good looking woman of 38 years, that was married to a marine captain. My...
