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I normally **bleep** at least once a day. An average nub rub usually begins as soon as Hubby’s truck pulls out of the driveway in the morning, and generally lasts between ten to thirty minutes. But when I have time, and Hubby is not home, I love to have what I call a Naked Play Day. These mastrubatory events can be elaborate. I often begin by preparing myself for a hot date: I take a bubble bath, shave my underarms, legs and **bleep**, then fix my hair and make up before I even break out the toys. I might even get a little drunk and flirt outrageously with strange men online as I lounge naked, touching and teasing myself. I sometimes have theme days, and occasionally stage a naughty photo shoot .

Sometimes my goal is to see how many times I can **bleep** in X number of hours. Other times it's just to have fun and pleasure myself. Most often my goal is to try and squirt. I do not squirt every time I **bleep**, and it's a challenge to do by masturbation alone. (It’s all about the g spot for me.) But when I edge and tease and deny, it makes me **bleep** really hard, and I am sometimes rewarded with a trembling spray or gush of unparalleled ecstasy.

Recently, Hubby was out of town hunting so I planned a Naked Play Day. I woke up horny and hungry that morning, so I decided to multi-task and edge while I made a food run. I took off my t-shirt and panties and slid out my large box of toys from under the bed. I grabbed the lube, and ***********ed a small vibrating butt plug, replacing its batteries. I then moved in front of my full-length closet mirror and admired my naked body while I slapped my thick round arse a few times. At 43 I still look **bleep** good. I am a little chunky now, but still firm and supple. I am tall, busty, have soft smooth skin, and a perpetually wet **bleep**. Life is good.

I rubbed my breasts and twisted and tugged on my nipples, then lightly rubbed my slick **bleep**. I hiked my foot up about **bleep** level and rested it on the wall so I could better see and access Miss Puss. I dunked my fingers in and out of my wet **bleep** for a few moments, spreading my wetness all over my lips and **bleep** until they glistened. I sucked on my coated fingers, savoring the light, slightly salty taste of my juicy core: I love the taste of my **bleep**. Standing again, I picked up the butt plug and lubricated it with AstroGlide, pointed my arse towards the mirror, and gently pulled back one cheek to expose my anus. I watched my inverted reflection from between my spread legs as I eased the slick plug in and out of my little rosebud. I added more lube and repeated this process until my hole felt all sexy and slippery. I turned the vibe on and let my **bleep** stink the plug in place.

My plan was to wear the vibrating plug in my arse for a quick run through McDonald’s drive thru and then come right back home to begin my Naked Play Day in earnest. I was just so horny, and feeling all sexy and a little slutty, that I decided to be extra naughty and go braless under a tight vintage t-shirt for my food run: something I rarely do in public because my boobs are huge and my nipples are super prominent. Going commando, I threw on some old yoga pants: snugging them up to give my camel toe a wedgie. Next, I pulled my long chestnut brown hair into a ponytail and threaded it through a Bama ball cap. Lip gloss and sneakers completed my Milfy / upscale trailer park trash look. I knew nobody was gonna see me, but it was thrilling to be so brazen.

I headed out in my old truck for an Egg McMuffin. I started grinding my arse back and forth on the seat to the beat of the music as my butt plug buzzed away. I periodically rubbed my **bleep** through my thin pants and clinched my hungry **bleep** muscles . The crotch of my pants was getting wet. I was singing along to AC/DC’s “Touch Too Much” when thick, white steam started pouring out from under the front of my hood. I quickly eyed the gages and saw my temp needle was all the way to the right past Hot. Oh **bleep**kkk. I pulled over and coasted to a stop off of the main road.

I could hear my truck pissing something underneath the engine and the steam kept billowing out from under the hood. This was not good. Hubby was over an hour away and could not quickly ride to my rescue. So I started thinking of who I could call to come and get me, especially considering my current state of naughtiness, when I heard a throaty big block engine coming up fast behind me. The green 1970 Mach 1 with black racing stripes geared way down and I locked eyes with the driver as he passed me. He looked like a guy who had gone to high school with me. He finally stopped, then backed down the road, parked in front of me, and climbed out of his car.





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Re: Sharing an item doesn't work



Apologies as I'm not sure any troubleshooting steps you've tried so far, could you try un-sharing any items that aren't working as they should, then following these steps for both accounts and re-sharing to see if that resolves the issue?


  • Click the LastPass icon in your web browser toolbar.
  • Go to Account Options or click your email at the bottom of this menu > Advanced > Refresh Sites then Clear Local Cache.
  • Next open your Vault in a browser window, go to Advanced Options on the left side menu > Generate Sharing Keys > Generate.
    (If you do not see this option, you can skip this step as it has already been completed.)
  • Log out and log back in to your LastPass account then re-share the item and try again.

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