Tag: Masturbation

[M] How Last Summer I Just Went For It (long)

If you’ve read any of the previous stories on my profile, you know that I have a certain kink associated with shared nudity, or public nudity, especially any kind of risky nudity.
I love being naked when there’s a medium to strong chance that I will be seen.

It gets me extremely aroused.

I live in Europe, and as most of you know, it’s common to have areas of certain cities and beaches in certain countries where people can be naked in public. In fact, in some countries, the nudity in these locations is not only encouraged, but it’s mandatory.

For the majority of people born and raised in these countries (not me), that kind of public nudity is as common as ordering coffee. It’s just something that’s always been around, and it’s weird if you think it’s weird, if that makes sense.

It took me a long time to wrap my head around that notion, that it can be so …normal.

All my life I’ve had an erotic fetish for being nude in public places, or even just outside around my house. Read more »

[F][wankers] My Humiliation

HUMILIATION

It was the heading that caught my attention. “Humiliation. Personal to You”. A little shiver as I read it. I’m into a lot of things. But mainly.. feet.. female feet.. and wanking, of course. I read the blurb. Three girls, willing to humiliate, and humiliate publicly. What did that mean? On the street? Where? And how?

Now, I like a little humiliation. But I’m not sure – I’m not sure at all – that I like the idea of being humiliated in public. With blokes around? Just girls? That thought was exciting; just girls… But humiliation has been a minor… well, a less major, sexual stimulant for me, than feet. Or the thought of girls knowing I wank. But, that’s an old one. From my teenage years, when masturbation was taboo. Nobody spoke of it; it was dirty, and shameful. Did girls do it? Did girls know boys did it? Did girls I know, know I do it? Thinking of them? Read more »

Gay ‘Ol Time [gay][MMMMM][reluctant]

Ray stood in the corner of the room, a beer in his hand and a smile on his face. The party was going great, and everyone seemed to be a lot of fun. Ray’s roommate, Bobby, had invited him, and though he was nervous about not knowing anybody, he was glad that he had decided to come. There were a lot of men at the house party, but a few women were hanging out on the patio as well. The people seemed friendly and talkative, and Bobby introduced him to a few people so that he could get in on the conversations and mingle a bit.

Bobby had moved in to Ray’s apartment a few months earlier, and was a perfectly considerate roommate. They got along well, and after about a month, Bobby had revealed to Ray that he was gay. Ray didn’t have any problem with this, of course, though he considered himself completely straight. He was comfortable enough after this amount of time that going to a private house party with him felt like it could be fun. When they arrived, he noticed there was dancing in the middle of the living room. There seemed to be a lot of men dancing, and only a few girls sort of in the middle of the group. He wondered if all of the men were trying to get close to the women, and though he enjoyed dancing, he didn’t want to crowd the ladies and make them more uncomfortable. Read more »

[FM] Waking him up

I couldn’t sleep. The desire burning in me was so strong. As I lay there next to my beloved husband, our backs to each other, all that was on my mind was how much I wanted him right now. His slight snoring told me he was deeply asleep. He had worked late today, worked so hard. I couldn’t bear to try to seduce him before bed because I knew how exhausted he was, and how he would do anything to please me no matter what. I thought I could forget how unbelievably horny I was and just drift off. After all, I worked all day too. I was tired. But the nagging desire wouldn’t let me rest.

As I lay on my left side, I slipped my right hand down my fleece pants. I rubbed on the outside of my cotton panties, right over my clit. First slowly, then faster and faster. I tried not to move too much, but my hips rocked involuntarily as I neared orgasm. I put my left hand over my mouth to stifle the soft whimpering as the throbbing release took over. My husband never stirred. Read more »

What is it about classic porn? [MF][mF][mast]

What is it about 70’s and 80’s porn that I’m so attracted to?

Is it that my early masturbation was fueld by it? Copies of euro porn mags stashed under my chest of drawers. Eagerly acquired from that guy at school who had some seemingly endless supply of them. Quickly put into the bottom of my school bag; a glimpse of some buxom woman wearing a colourful, low cut top being leered over by a moustached gent on the cover as I hide it away. All day spent thinking about what scenes were inside; what did her tits look like? How did he fuck her. Eagerly rushed home and into my bedroom, excuses for having the door closed as I flipped through the mag; a quick pass first to establish what scenes it contained. Some threesomes, a lesbian scene, one big breasted black woman taking on three dicks. Returning to the buxom woman who’s met up not only with the gent on the cover, but his mate as well. Progressively being undressed and working on their cocks, slowly stroking my erection through my pants. She’s on all fours being spit roasted, my cock is out and being stroked, imagining her on my desk sucking my cock. She’s on top of one guy on the couch riding cowgirl while she blows the other. Getting to the page where she’s got cum being ejected all over her asshole as one guy cums having just withdrawn from her hairy pussy and my load blows all over my hand. A quick wipe up with some tissue, pants up, mag safely stashed away for next time. Read more »

The Slutty School Principal: Janine fucks her cheerleader daughter [Ff, incest, blowjob, anal, masturbation, dirty talk, voyeur, lots and lots of hot little schoolgirls]

the second hardest part of being principal of the most elite and prestigious girls-only prep school in the country was watching all of those hot, tight little teenagers of all colors, shapes, and sizes. every day they strolled down the hallways in their black pleated skirts, flashing glimpses of flesh between their hems and their regulation thigh-high socks – or the backless swimsuits the swim team wore as they practiced, powerful shoulder and back muscles glistening in the pool water…

and in today’s case, watching the cheerleaders cheer on the basketball team, the aching dichotomy between the hard, athletic bodies of the girls bouncing and running on the court vs the lithe, slender cheerleaders with their tiny tiny skirts and their toned, firm asses and their pert teenaged breasts aching to be let out of their gold-and-black crop tops. acres of luscious abs, creamy thighs, and the occasional peek of taut ass cheeks as the girls went through their routine. Read more »

[F] Christmas Eve ( a foot fetish, humiliation, masturbation story)

Christmas Eve

My Goddess had invited me to spend ‘Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning’ with her in her flat. Not the actual Christmas Eve and following morning… we both had family commitments at that time… but a night over Christmas when we were both free to be together. I arrived at her place, and was delighted to find her Christmas tree lit up with white lights and looking so seasonal, and… her cousin Evelyn was there when I arrived.

‘Wanker, this is Evelyn, my cousin. Evelyn… wanker…’

We said Hello to each other. Evelyn was darker than Violet, shorter hair and very pretty. I couldn’t resist… her shoes; black leather flats, looking quite old and well worn. I liked her shoes.

A little later, after tea, I sat on the floor with my back to Violet’s chair, my shoulder resting against her leg. She had set up my favourite Christmas film to watch, “It’s a Wonderful Life”. Evelyn was on the sofa to the right, her leather shoes discarded by her side on the floor, and her feet on the sofa at the far end. She had beautiful feet, her nails painted a holly berry red, except for the second toe on each foot, which was a Christmassy green. Her toes looked gorgeous, and I studied both hers and Violet’s toes to see if there were any family resemblance, being cousins. They were a little different, Eve’s second toe being longer than her big toe, whilst Violet’s is just slightly shorter. But both pairs of feet were so gorgeous… exciting… beguiling…. Read more »

I Think I Missed You (MF) (Masturbation) (Public-ish Sex)

Second story <3

I stood in front of the mirror, buckling the wide black belt around my waist. I smoothed the white dress, wondering at what had possessed me to buy it in the first place. I went and sat on the bed, slipping my feet into my black suede pumps. My phone whistled at me.

LordOfMine – Meeting is running a little long. Sorry, I’ll be up soon. Don’t leave without me!

I sighed.

Me – Fiiine. I guess I can wait. Good thing there’s no reservations there. I think I miss you already ;)

I threw the phone on to the bed and flopped back, heaving another sigh.

I was only here for him. Because he had asked me to come, and it was beautiful here. And I had missed him. And from his greeting last night, he had missed me too. I idly scratched at my chest above the low collar of the dress.

Last night he hadn’t even waited until we were back in the hotel room, he had pressed me up against the elevator wall, his hands beneath my shirt and his mouth ravaging mine. It was heady, this being needed and wanted. Read more »

The fight [MF, CNC, violence]

He was one of the assistant coaches at my gym. He wasn’t my main coach, but he’d done pads with me many times, he’d done a lot of conditioning work with me, and he’d been in my corner for a few of my fights.

I’d been crazy about him from the beginning. I loved his strength and his wiry frame, muscular but not muscle bound. I loved his sharp jaw and his stubble. I loved that he was so tall he made me feel small. Tall girls almost never get to feel small. I loved that he was relentless and uncompromising but was always having fun and so always made it fun. I loved that he seemed to find me hilarious and could barely stop laughing when he worked with me. Read more »