Hello, after a long time reading stories, I decided to write one, but the truth is that I am very uncreative, ugh, anywa

Hello, after a long time reading stories, I decided to write one, but the truth is that I am very uncreative, ugh, anyway. So I chose to tell a little about some of my experiences of self-satisfaction. My name is Ana, I am dark-skinned and of medium height, with a more or less less well proportioned although like almost everyone I am not quite I agree with him, especially with respect to the chest, but anyway I'm single and I am 31 years old. Currently I am dedicated to teaching although not in institutes or schools, I'm not a teacher, they are more like occupational courses. Regarding my sex life, I am quite satisfied, no I have a stable partner and I like to go out, so I don't miss a good fuck from time to time. from time to time and since I live alone I don't hold back when it comes to masturbating, even I have already bought a pair of vibrators. Taking the step of buying the first one cost me a lot, but with the help of a friend I decided, I have a small group of friends with the ones I usually go out with, we have a lot of trust in each other and we tell each other many things, sex is not a taboo subject between us and we often tell each other the previous night's sex or the current masturbation technique. Even though the What I am going to tell you below has not yet appeared in our particular forum, I don't know, it's strange but I guess I'm a little embarrassed and here in the Anonymity is easier for me. This happened in the middle of last month, in January Specifically, although it has not been a very cold winter, the temperatures have been as normally low to have to dress well and have the heaters working, good, since I had just arrived back to the classroom where I was giving a secretary of management course recently arrival of the mid-morning break for breakfast, the students are still They had not returned from break, it was Monday, and on Mondays I have to have breakfast alone in a nearby coffee shop, and I guess it was because of that that I started to remember the sex I had on Saturday with a guy I met in a pub, crazy, anyway that's another story. So when I returned to the classroom, I was dead from the cold. I felt a little horny, but the truth is that it's a little normal for me hehe. When I entered I noticed the warmth of the heating on my face and when I Seeing the classroom still empty, I headed out without even taking off my jacket directly to one of the heating radiators to warm myself a little I put my hands on top of them and distracted myself by looking at the street, a few seconds later I already started to notice its hot effects, my hands itched from the contrast of the cold to really hot or rather burning from the radiator. Few Seconds later I could already feel the pleasant heat rising up my legs and almost unintentionally I pressed myself closer to the radiator, as it happened that in its closest part high coincided perfectly with the entrance of my pussy, and it would be unconsciously, but I caught myself practicing small movements rubbing my pussy with that hot radiator, and I liked it, I liked it a lot, so much so that I moved completely towards the corner of the radiator to to be able to fit in better and finish what I had started. In a few seconds I came, no one had seen me and I was so happy. Since that day, I have done it once more, both in the downtown like at home and totally naked, as it should be. I have discovered that the The effect of the heat on my pussy excites me a lot. Two weeks ago, while I was ironing, it occurred to me that I could use the hot iron in a future masturbation, which I did that same night. The result? Well, surely I repeat.