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c_r_a_v_o on Masturbation Stories

I awoke from my amazing dream, wishing that I was back, in my reality world, where the girl I loved was pleasuring me in ways that she never has.
I couldn’t shake the thoughts in my head, of her tiny hands jacking off my cock, her tiny mouth engorging it making me moan. My cock was standing at its modest 8 inches and just begging for me to grab it and play with it. So I happily obliged.

I threw back the doona and released it from its prison. There it stood, waiting to be fondled. I grabbed it and slowly started to jerk it, closing my eyes and remembering back to my dream.

There we were, all alone in her room, my goddess standing before me, our eyes locked and our fingers met, we too

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k a step towards each other and finally our lips met. Our emotions flooding out of us in a passionate kiss, as she removed my top and ran her hands up and down my back, pushing her body closer to mine as our tongues continued to meet.
She pushed me onto her bed and laid herself on top of me, grinding her hips against me as we kissed once more, my cock was now getting hard and she could feel it, she began to undo my pants and took them off, along with my undies. She placed her hand on my now fully erect cock and slowly began to jerk it, causing me to moan in pleasure. She kissed me again and began to slowly kiss her way down my body. Stopping at each nipple to make it erect. All the while still jerking me off. The room silent except for my occasional moan.
When she reached my cock, she took it into her mouth. Just the head at first, sucking and licking the head causing me to take sharp breaths. She slowly began to take more and more in until she hit the bottom, she started slowly moving her head, up and down, building up pace and then stopping, taking her mouth away and started slowly jerking me again. And without warning she engorged my cock again, taking it all in and starting to bob up and down at a ferocious speed, causing me to moan louder than ever before.
It wasn’t long until my breathing started to become deeper and she realised this and stopped and waiting a while and began again. First slowly and then at full speed once again. It hardly took anytime for my breathing to be deep again and my moaning to increase and I neared orgasm

At this point in time I was starting to near a real orgasm as these thoughts rushed through my mind. I began to speed up my jerking as my orgasm approached.

My orgasm was approaching and fast and she showed no signs of slowing the sucking. I screamed out, and exploded into her mouth and she continued to take it and swallow it all.

As this happened I too came, hard. It splurged everywhere and it soon subsided.
I couldn’t wait til it was time to sleep that night.

This is my first story of this nature so please be kind. Feedback is wanted. Let me know if I should write another story.


Watching Kenzie Masturbate

thissideofparadise on Masturbation Stories

I had never really thought of Kenzie sexually before. I don’t know why, she was definitely a cute girl with a fuckable body. She was pretty tall, probably around 5’10. Her hair was blonde and cut short around her chin, she had a little button nose and rosy cheeks. Her body looked like one that ached for sex, she was a skinny girl but her lower half was definitely on the thick side. She was wide hipped, decent sized thighs, and a big ass. She was my friends-with-benefits’ little sister. She was a few years younger than me, but that has never stopped me before.

I was over at the sisters’ house for the afternoon and was just wrapping up a fuck with her older sister, who was in the shower getti

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ng ready for a date I was taking her on. I was just wandering around the house when I saw Kenzie run through the hall way in what looked like no clothes. Obviously intrigued, I waited a moment and then followed her in the same direction. To my initially disappointment, by the time I reached her room she seemed to be fully dressed. She had a light colour pair of jeans on and an orange shirt. I still couldn’t help but stare through her narrowly open door, which gave me full view of her bed and the mirror where she was looking at herself and playing with her hair. My attention was then completely captured when I saw her drag her hand across her chest and cup her breast.  She started doing it with both hands on both breasts, and then she let her head fall back a little as she slid one hand underneath what must have been a low cut shirt to play with her nipple. I was starting to get hard as I watched her other hand slip from her covered breast down to the front of her pants that she began to unbutton. She paused for a second that lasted just long enough for me to think that she had seen me, so I took my head away from the door for another split second. I took the quick moment of silence to assume that she hadn’t seen me and I peered back in to see her now on her bed continuing to undo her pants. She pulled her t-shirt up over her belly and unzipped her pants all the way. Her next move was wiggling her pants off her hips, down her thighs, beyond her ankles, and onto the floor. Her panties were white, they hugged her hips so tightly and looked to have some sort of flower pattern along the front and sides, the sight of these made my hard-on stiffen even more. Kenzie let her hands fall down toward her flower panties and explore her panty covered pussy. I watched intently as she her fingers pressed into her pussy and circled round and around as the rest of her body wriggled and her eyes shut tight. Her breathing got heavier and her movements more jagged. Her knees bent up and fell back down as her back bent up toward the ceiling and her head shook back and forth. Her hands pulled back for a moment as she paused again and caught her breath; after her brief recess had ended she used her hands to give her panties the same treatment her pants got, the floor treatment. With her pussy now exposed she started by using two hands to do her dirty girl work. This only lasted briefly as she brought her other hand up toward her mouth and began to suck her middle and pointer finger. All the while she sucked her pussy covered fingers, what she did with her other fingers became more furious. She used what looked like 2 fingers to run circles over her clit and deep inside her pussy. Her girlish whimpers were clearly audible to me, outside her room. Her mouth was wide open as she continued to lick her fingers and curl her fingers in and out of her wet, little cunt. The speed of her hand started to become furious and It sounded like she was really being fucked, her hand pulled back longer than before, but did not linger at all as it exploded back into her pussy. I began to touch myself as well, when I saw her spitting on the fingers in her mouth while she rolled slightly to one side and brought her other hand down toward her ass. I could see her struggle slightly as she worked her other fingers into her ass, while she continued to pound her own pussy. The sight of her almost shaking from pleasure with her hands working not only her pussy but her asshole was one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. She started to work the hands in rhythm, with them coming into her at different intervals. I could see her trying to spread her asscheeks with her thumb and pinking to get more room for her finger’s movement and she lifted her right leg a little higher in the air to get more room to work on her sweet little pussy, which I could now see she was using 3 fingers for. I started rubbing my crotch thinking of how badly I wanted to just stroll in and nail her pussy while she fingered her own ass, and then maybe take her ass for a ride while she worked her own pussy. It was all almost enough to make me cum. Then, as her hip started to jolt around a little I could tell I wasn’t the one who was about to cum. She threw herself back so she was lying completely on her back, she took the finger from her ass and started to suck it like before and now pumped her hands furiously into her pussy. The final pumps of her hand came as big as punches, as she stretched out on the bed and her voice hit a new level of high that she followed with a small girlish sigh. She lie still there for a moment before collecting herself and using a towel to mop up her pussy. She was dressed seconds later and I walked away to another part of the house, kicking myself for not getting involved.

Colleague Fantasy (Part I)

camvyr on Masturbation Stories

As I walked past her , I accidentally brushed my arm against hers. Gee .. that felt good. Her skin was smooth. I have been dreaming for some time now of how it good it would feel to touch her. "Oops .. Sorry !" My thoughts were broken by the apology from Kelly. "oh .. uhm .. my fault" , I admitted. She grinned and proceeded her way down the hall on the opposite direction and went back into the cubicle. Normally , I would have stolen a glance or two at Kelly from the back , but not today. There are too many people around.

Ever since I joined the company 2 months ago, Kelly had been the only lady who keeps catching my attention. Tall , slim and well dressed with charisma. Interacting with her feels like she is a person who is always in control of herself. I had

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been fantasizing about her regularly ever since I was introduced to Kelly. Even better , I was excited when I was told that we will be working in the same team. That's just great. More opportunities catch glimpses of her. During board meetings , whenever I had the chance I would often place my eyes gazed below the table as if in some deep thought. But in fact , I was enjoying looking at her long slim legs. Those fair creamy legs that reaches out from her kneelength skirt. Flawless. How I wished that some day she would wear a mini skirt just so that I can caress her tighs with my eyes , but the opportunity have not arise yet. I am happy with what I can have for now. I took every opportunity that I could to have to glance at her beautiful legs.

"Tim ! Let's meet at Kelly's desk for a short discussion !". Hmm .. that's great. I made my way down the hall to her cubicle. It was a short discussion and Pete left in a hurry , leaving Kelly and myself. I wanted to linger on longer just to catch more glimpses of her , but I had no excuse to stay. As I stood up from the chair and proceeded to leave , Kelly called me. "Need some help here , Tim .." she said , pointing her fingers on the computer monitor. I could not help but admire her smooth hand. I quickly traced it to her shoulder. She is wearing a short sleeve blouse today. "Sure .. what's up ?" I asked. I stood behind her and leaned forward to look the monitor. Her beautiful big eyes were locked onto the screen and she proceeded to explain. I could not help but run my eyes up and down her crossed leg. This is the closest view I have gotten to her legs. Hairless and smooth. My heart started to beat faster. If I could just touch it .. I felt an erection in my pants. Looking down from where I am , I could see down her blouse into her partly exposed right breast. Fair and well rounded. I never dreamt she would have such perfect breast. Her floral bra cup was a bit loose and I could see her pink nipple. Gosh ! How I wish I could fondle them now ! My penis is throbbing with excitement and there is already a bulge in my pants. Kelly suddenly made a turn to the side to reach for a file and her shoulder brushed my crotch. She don't seem to know it what she hit, but that short stroke felt good .. I realized that I could easily cum anytime .. Shit .. I better cut my enjoyment short. I quickly made an excuse and tore myself back to my cubicle.

For the whole of the morning I could not concentrate on my work. I fantasized of her slim fingers carassing my cock and her lips sucking it. I wondered how her pussy would look like. And I am quite sure she has a nice ass. Ooh .. and I would love to masturbate to her breasts and spreaded legs.

(To be continued)

Mr. Mystery

AimeeBear on Masturbation Stories

I hate being alone. Boy, do I hate it. I mean, who doesn't? Even us women have to get some every once in a while. When I get to the point when my fingers cant please me anymore, I like to call those phone chat lines. I bet you've seen the commercials before, with the beautiful yet fake girl laying in bed, looking into the camera with romantic eyes to seduce you, telling you how "lonely" she is and how she wants you to call the line to talk to her and other hot, sexy singles. Since I am not the most attractive woman in the world, I figured it would be safe to meet some painfully desperate men who might not even care. But one day, I really got lucky. I met the perfect man. Till this day I call him "Mr. Mystery". He sent me a message, and I listened cl
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osely to his deep, kinda sexy voice talking through the receiver of my phone. He asked me what I was looking for. I sent a message back, telling him I was hoping to find a nice man to have a nice conversation with, and asked him what he was looking for as well. I waited for a response. And waited. And waited. And waited. Finally, he had responded, asking me if we could connect and actually talk. The way he asked just made me shiver in excitedness. So, I invited him to directly connect with me. The phone line went dead for a few seconds. "Hello?" I said, wondering, and a little scared, that I got disconnected. "Hey there", he responds, and I feel a rush of exstacy pour through my body. I giggled back a hello. "You know what I want?", he asks me, and really, I had no idea, so I reply "No", with another nervous giggle. He laughs, and says, "Your mouth around my throbbing cock". I let out a tiny gasp, not expecting him to say what he just did, as I feel the blood rush to my face and my nipples harden. "You like that, I can tell", and I can hear the big smile on his face as he said that. All I could let out was a "Mmhmm". He laughed, "Well, you can have your head bobbing up and down, and I can get underneath you and press my face into your sweet little flower". I closed my eyes and moaned, feeling my clit swell up. I listen to him start to breathe heavy and say, "I'd shove my tongue deep inside you, running my teeth across your clit sodtly, swallowing every little drop that comes outta you". I slowly unbutton my jeans and slip them off, along with my underwear and spread my legs open wide, petting my huge clit softly, feeling it start to throb. "Then, as I'm about to unload in your mouth, I pull your head off of my cock and kiss you softly, letting you taste your juices in my mouth". I lick my lips, imagining what his mouth, full of the taste of my pussy, would taste like. "Then, I'd stand you up, sit you on my kitchen counter, and shove my cock inside of you, pushing into you hard". My god. I shoved my fingers into my wet hole, letting out a huge moan. "Mmm, you like that, don't you, sexy? You love the feel of my hard cock pounding deep inside of you". I moaned a loud "Ohh, yes", three of my fingers shoving deep inside of me, my knuckles running over my g-spot. I listen to him moaning faster and faster, and he asks me in a deep voice, "Where do you want my cum baby?". Breathlessly, my fingers pumping inside me as I'm about ready to burst, I whisper that I want his cum in my mouth. I hear him grunt and groan as he tells me he is cumming. Then I hear him let out a strong moan, and as I hear him moan, I realize I can't hold on much longer. My pussy erupts, throbbing hard, dripping all over. As I catch my breath, recovering from the greatest feeling I have ever felt in my life, I whisper, "Thank you". He laughs and gives me a breathless "You're welcome". When I finally caught my breath, I went to ask him his name, when the lady's recorded voice tells me that he had disconnected. I let out a sigh and felt my face turn into a frown. So I hung up the phone, and tried to fgure out whether what just happened was real or not. I've tried looking for him many times, but I never found him. So, I guess he will be forever known as Mr. Mystery.

My Time Alone

justjim on Masturbation Stories

That particular night I planned to just sit back and relax. I had a
of wine and it was warm enough I could have left all my clothes off
if I
wished. I ended up in an old t-shirt. I might as well have been naked
because when I sat down in my easy chair and lay one leg over the
arm, my
shirt pulled up almost to my waist, exposing everything it should
have covered.
Little did I expect that by the end of the night the shirt would not
be all
I would take off.

My older brother Luke has always been close to me and we share with
each other
those things of our own we think the other needs or would enjoy.
it's eerie the way we know what is on the other's mind. He must have
known I
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was going to be alone that night because he had dropped off a VHS
tape with a
note to call him in the morning to let him know my reaction.

I had enjoyed x-rated movies before, some with Luke. The first time
he brought
one over, I couldn't believe my eyes. By the time we finished
watching the
movie my mouth was so dry I could hardly swallow, but my pussy was so
wet I'm
sure my dress was damp where it had fallen between my legs. I'm also
sure Luke
knew what I had on my mind. He brought over others for me after that
and I
always looked forward to each new movie. I loved to watch the guys
and licking the girls in the films and I especially liked to pretend
it was on
my stomach or on my tits their semen spilled. I dreamed of rubbing it
into my
skin, my pubic hair, my pussy lips and then sucking my fingers until
wetness was licked away. But I hadn't watched one in months. So I
looked forward to an evening of fantasy as I took Luke's movie out of
container and slipped it into the recorder.

The film I put in the player that night, however, was not what I
This one did not have guys. It was only about girls.

It might have been the wine. It might have been the dim light. Or it
might have
just been my mood. In any case, as I watched the movie, I gradually
realized my
breathing had become shallow and I could almost feel my heart beat
beneath my
breast. As the women touched each other and kissed each other and
rubbed their
breasts against each other, I became aware of a part of myself only
hinted at
before. I found myself wishing I was with them. That it was my skin
stroked; my lips being kissed. My face became hot and flushed. I
looked over my
shoulder as though to see if anyone was there, watching, reading my
My shirt became moist with perspiration and as its cloth touched my
they became so sensitive I found my hand moving beneath the cloth,
cupping the
soft underside of my breast, my fingers gently squeezing each to make
sure the
feeling I was experiencing was really coming from me.

Then two of the girls in the movie moved to the shower, began bathing
other and as they rubbed the soap on the others bodies I became aware
of my
other hand slipping between my own legs, pressing hard against myself,
trying to hold in the response that was beginning to rise within my
body. After
soaping thoroughly they began to shave each others pubic hair. When
finished, they moved to the bedroom to continue their embraces. As I
their lovemaking and gazed upon their newly shaved pink pussies, I
my first orgasm. I found my hand drenched with my own wetness. My
breasts ached
as I pressed harder against them with my hand and arm. And when I
finished I
knew what I wanted, at that moment, more than anything else; and I
knew the
evening would not be completed until I had been satisfied.

I rewound the tape to the beginning of the shower scene, turned the
TV and
recorder off and moved to my own bathroom. I lit some candles, saved
in the
bathroom for special nights, turned off all the other lights and
filled the
tub with water, scenting it with a soothing bath oil Luke had given
me. The
t-shirt came off as I slipped into the warm water and felt its gentle
As I lay in the water remembering the scenes of the shower and
recalling the
vision of the newly bared mons and lips, my body took on a new
Each nerve seemed more alive than ever. The soap became a lover as it
used my
own hand to stroke my body. Soon my attention was turned to my own
pubic hair.
I have never had very much and what is there is sparse and soft.
Because of
the blond color, it seems almost invisible. But that would not be
enough. I
knew every hair must be removed. The soap was applied and as the
razor glided
across my skin, the threatened sharpness brought a new awareness
within the
delicate tissue. Sensuality was joined by a veiled perception of
fear. Starting
at the top and then moving down and back, I paid special attention to
the small
fine hairs around my clitoris and between the lips. The area below
the vagina
and around my ass was also shaved. When finished, I lay back in the
water, my
eyes closed, and ran my fingers across the now smoothed pussy
confirming that
indeed all its hair was gone.

I'm not sure how long I remained there, but finally I moved to the
bedroom and
toweled myself dry. A softly perfumed lotion was obtained from the
dresser and
I returned to the TV room, this time without the t-shirt. A record of
music was selected and placed on the player. The TV and video were
started but
without sound as I realized the only words I wanted to hear would be
my own
thoughts. As the scenes repeated, I applied the lotion. First across
my chest
and then cupping each breast with one hand, I began to stroke the
sensitive skin with the other, moving closer with each caress to the
areola and
nipple. As my finger applied just a drop of the lotion to the
surrounding pink
areas, my nipples and the small papilla around them began to project
out. But
they were not hard. Instead they had taken on a softness and
sensitivity I had
not experienced before. I had to stop. As the women on the screen
made love to
each other I realized the only way I could join them would be within
my mind
and the TV images had become a barrier instead of a door to
fulfilling my

I turned everything off and returned to the bedroom. Laying on the
bed, in the
darkness, I became aware of my body in a new way; almost as though it
had an
existence of its own. My hand returned to my breasts and I found them
even more
sensitive than before. I grasped the nipples between my fingers,
gently pulling
and twisting. A breath of warm air blew across my naked body. A soft
entered my pelvis. My hand move down my abdomen. Slowly the tips of
my fingers
began to brush across the newly shaved mons. A moan escaped from me.
It was
like a voice from another area of my mind, an echo from another
existence. I
continued down to my labia, along the sides and then between. But now
I didn't
need a lotion. The juice from my pussy was flooding and as I caressed
my newly
smoothed softness I found there was nothing to compare with my own
silky cream.
My fingers found their way to my mouth allowing my tongue to taste
and lick the
passion from their tips. As they returned to my pussy, I felt a
strange and
freighting feeling begin to rise within my body. The palm of my hand
against my clitoris as my fingers slipped between my lips and into
the depths
of my vagina. I began to massage the soft ridges within me. My legs
came back
as the other hand sought my now swollen lips and clitoris.

My strokes began slowly, but soon the difference between slow and
fast became
meaningless as I began to lose control. The feeling within my pelvis
had taken
over. My heart ached from its pounding and I had to gasp for air
I forgot to breathe. Two, three, then four of my fingers found their
way into
my pussy as it pleaded for more. Perspiration covered me. A musky
odor mixed
with the smell of perfume and my own body became a stimulant to my
senses as my
mind exploded with sensations. Then, within me, I felt the inner
ridges of my
vagina smoothed out and open as though expecting a gift. At the same
time, the
outer area tightened and began to spasm with urgency and ecstasy,
trying to
prevent any escape. I heard a scream and realized it was my own.
Juices poured
from me as I began to rub and spread them over my body, my breasts,
my arms, my
face. I put some on my nipples, pushed my breast towards my mouth and
used my
tongue to lick it off. My hands caressed every part of my body. I was
with a rapture of sexuality. My orgasm had taken complete control of
my mind
and body. I was its prisoner, it was my lover and I responded in any
way it

I can't tell you how long this went on but slowly the fog of
sensuality was
replaced with an overwhelming need for sleep. As I fell into a deep
sleep, I
thought of Luke and how I was going to explain my response to his
movie. I also
wondered if there was anyone else I could share it with.

resturant menu

Sonic690 on Masturbation Stories

I was 15 and my gurl was 16 and we went to a resturant to get a bite to eat and we were talking about when she would move in with me. Well we we sitting there and she started to kiss my neck and i look at her and she said we should have fun and i said here in the resturant and she said yea and she took my cock out of my pants and started to get it hard by stroking and kissing it. When it was hard she started to stroke it slow and gentle, then she put my hand under her skirt and she said go slow and gentle for now, well some people started to hear me and her start moaning and a waiter came by and said is everything ok and we kept goin and said yea were fine and when he turned around and walked away i bent down and ate her for a few minutes then fingered her harder and f
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aster and she stroked me faster and harder till i reached that point and i said im going to cum and she bent down and stuck my cock in her mouth and sucked as hard as she could and i shot a huge load of cum up into her mouth just as the waiter came over to give us our food. Ever since we do it everywhere we can.

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