Author: helpmerelease

Jane [Masturbation, Fiction but based on true events]

I posted this two years ago and then took a long break. Thought I’d reshare whilst I work on new stories.

Her name was Jane and I had known her for as long as I could remember. Our parents were good friends with each other, and they went out together on a regular basis and, as we lived quite a distance from each other we often stayed at each other’s houses overnight.

It was 1983 and I was a naïve 16-year-old back then who had no experience with girls at all. She was 19 and to me the most beautiful woman in the world. Of course, I had raging hormones (I still do) and I lusted after her like you wouldn’t believe. In hindsight I’m sure I wasn’t subtle, but I thought at the time that she never saw the furtive looks I gave her as we spent time together. If I was lucky, I would get a glimpse down her top at a bit of lacy bra or for me the jackpot was a brief look at her panties under her skirt. These fleeting images would fuel my fantasies as I would masturbate incessantly once I was alone. Read more »

Books I Wouldn’t Read, But They Fell Open at Certain Pages

I had a discussion the other night with some friends. We talked about some books that, as young men & women, we had discovered had some very raunchy scenes in. The weird thing was is that all of us agreed that we never read the whole book, but we knew exactly where the sexy bits were.

Mine included several by James Herbert, particularly “The Rats” & “Lair”. A novel called “Incubus” by Ray Russell and a novel I can’t remember the title of, but it was about the Nazis and featured a torture scene where a young woman was forced to strip from the waist down.

All of these were about topics that I really wanted to avoid, but as a young hormone filled guy, I kept returning to certain scenes over and over.

Anybody got any more?

Jane [Masturbation, Fiction but based on true events]

Her name was Jane and I had known her for as long as I could remember. Our parents were good friends with each other, and they went out together on a regular basis and, as we lived quite a distance from each other we often stayed at each other’s houses overnight.

It was 1983 and I was a naive 16-year-old back then who had no experience with girls at all. She was 19 and to me the most beautiful woman in the world. Of course, I had raging hormones (I still do) and I lusted after her like you wouldn’t believe. In hindsight I’m sure I wasn’t subtle, but I thought at the time that she never saw the furtive looks I gave her as we spent time together. If I was lucky, I would get a glimpse down her top at a bit of lacy bra or for me the jackpot was a brief look at her panties under her skirt. These fleeting images would fuel my fantasies as I would masturbate incessantly once I was alone. Read more »

The Concert [M/F, CNC, RapeFantasy, Fiction]

I’m in the audience, near the front at my favourite band’s gig. The music is loud and the crowd are electrified. We are packed tightly together and there is no option but to go with the swaying and bouncing that the rhythm induces. The air is thick with smoke and it’s mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

I’m suddenly aware of the girl immediately in front of me. A different smell, her hair soft. She’s struggling to stay on her feet and she knows that if she stumbles she could be seriously hurt. Without thinking, I work my arms around her, she instinctively holds on and I lift her easily and pull her against me. She tries to turn to look for who holds her but there just isn’t room. I whisper loudly in her ear. “I’ve got you, you’re safe”. I feel her relax slightly. Read more »

Teena (M/F, CNC, RapeFantasy, Fiction)

My name is Mark and I’m from England. I’m an older guy, nothing special. However, I’m well educated, well spoken with a good sense of humour, smartly groomed and dressed and reasonably well off. So although I’m not chiselled jawed with ripped abs, women have told me I’m attractive enough. I’ve been married for a long time and I do love her dearly, but unfortunately for the last couple of years it has been a sexless marriage, for reasons I won’t go into. For the most part I watch a lot of pornography, read and write erotica and masturbate several times a day to keep my high libido satisfied. But then I met Teena. Read more »

Teena (M/F, CNC, RapeFanstasy, Fiction)

My name is Mark and I’m from England. I’m an older guy, nothing special. However, I’m well educated, well spoken with a good sense of humour, smartly groomed and dressed and reasonably well off. So although I’m not chiselled jawed with ripped abs, women have told me I’m attractive enough. I’ve been married for a long time and I do love her dearly, but unfortunately for the last couple of years it has been a sexless marriage, for reasons I won’t go into. For the most part I watch a lot of pornography, read and write erotica and masturbate several times a day to keep my high libido satisfied. But then I met Teena. Read more »

I Couldn’t Resist Her

Inspired by and dedicated to the amazing /u/givemecookiee

I’m in the audience, near the front at my favourite band’s gig. The music is loud and the crowd are electrified. We are packed tightly together and there is no option but to go with the swaying and bouncing that the rhythm induces. The air is thick with smoke and it’s mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat.

I’m suddenly aware of the girl immediately in front of me. A different smell, her hair soft. She’s struggling to stay on her feet and she knows that if she stumbles she could be seriously hurt. Without thinking, I work my arms around her, she instinctively holds on and I lift her easily and pull her against me. She tries to turn to look for who holds her but there just isn’t room. I whisper loudly in her ear. “I’ve got you, you’re safe”. I feel her relax slightly. Read more »