Tag: Masturbation

Mano e Mano [mf][d/s]

*”Now: set your timer for 45 seconds.*
*Place one hand on your cunt, and one on your tits.*
*Begin to stroke, rub, squeeze, pinch.*
*Visualize one hand from someone you’ve fucked this year — that’s on your tit.*
*And think of another — that’s on your cunt.*
*When the timer goes off, switch hands.*
*With each switch, change visualizations.*
*You may repeat people, and you should include people you want to touch you* *but haven’t yet.*
*After the timer goes off 6 times, you may come.*
*That should be just enough time.”*

I read these texts in bed a few days ago. Late December reflections. Like a Best Albums of 2015 list, only with fucking. Freezing and bundled up under the covers, those initial strokes, rubs, squeezes and pinches were of course about you. I could’ve come just from that, no doubt. But you’re not that sort of dom, not that sort of friend. Read more »

In His Secret Room [MF][BDSM][CBT][oral][mast]

When I accidentally found Shane’s hidden torture chamber, a fifteen feet by fifteen foot room of raw cinder block lit by a sputtering fluorescent light, I froze in horror. A wide vinyl dentist’s like chair with thick leather wrist and ankle restraints took up the center of the room. A dental light was twisted and propped over the chair and a steel dental tray holding little stainless steel instruments of torture glittered beside it. Manacles hung bolted to a wall. Photos of scantily dressed women covered a cork board on the wall. On a rolling table sat a machine with meters and dials and electrode wire leads with pincers like jumper cables. Were the splatters at my feet blood or paint? It’s all so frightening. So why do I trust him and am so ready to indulge his fantasies? That’s the power my client has over women. As Shane and I walked down into the basement, to his secret room, I began to have second thoughts.

“Please don’t hurt me,” I said.

“I’m not going to hurt you. Come on.”

I timidly followed him down the stairs, ready to bolt at any moment like a cautious doe. Read more »

Fucked the work experience girl last weekend [M35/F18]

This story has been around 2 months in the making, but the culmination of the story just happened last Saturday night. I’m a long-time reader of this subreddit, so I wanted to share this with you guys while the details are still fresh in my memory. This might be a long read, so thanks in advance for bearing with me.

 

A little background before I begin the story at hand: I’m a 35 year old guy (though people usually peg me at 27-29). I just split up with my wife of 9 years 2 months ago. I ended it for several reasons, chief among which was that she lost her sexual appetite and put on a bunch of weight, as well as personality differences. We haven’t had sex in 3-4 years, and the other fooling around we’ve done has been largely unsatisfying for either of us. I’ve always been a highly sexual person; I simply can’t get enough sex and I jerk off to porn daily as well. Anyway, after a year of trying to make it work for the sake of it, I decided that sex was simply too big a part of my identity to condemn myself to a sexless marriage for the rest of my life. We have no kids – which makes it a lot more straightforward – however we are still living together for the time being as we begin the process of separation. Read more »

I found my sister’s Reddit account part V [ff] [mast] [inc]

[The rest of the parts are here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sister_hannah/comments/4j3laa/i_found_my_sisters_reddit_account_story_index/)

It’s important to note that I’ve never seen Rori’s pussy before. We are not that kind of “don’t bother wearing a towel after a shower, we’re family so it doesn’t matter” kind of family. And Rori, especially. This is a girl I remember always waiting for a toilet stall to open when we went to the pool so she didn’t have to change her swimsuit in front of anyone. I would wonder, as I got changed in the changing room, why the hell my sister thought her cunt was so special that she couldn’t let anyone see it. The dark image of her running down the hall sans towel is about the closest I’ve ever gotten. So suffice it to say that the thought of seeing Rori’s pussy intrigued me. And if I was going to see it, I was going to see it in person. I had thought about trying to coax her into sending me some pictures, but after all the other things that happened, I may as well go for the gold. I was going to see her precious little snatch with no computer screen between me and it, and she was going to be the one to make it happen. In one of her conversations with my online persona, she said she liked me because any other guy would ask for nude pictures. If only she knew that the reason I didn’t ask is because I was getting something better. Read more »

I got roughed up at the club last night. [fmmmm][mast][drugs][gangbang][mast][nc][huml][oral][reluc]

This is fiction. It’s not from my perspective.

“Ow! Fuck! Oh god what the hell?! I feel like I’ve run a marathon… how much did I…ugh, I feel sick!”
My eyes opened to the bright haze of the afternoon world to a sharp pain in my temples and what felt like every inch of tissue on my body. An overwhelming nausea swept over me. Blackout fucking drunk. That’s how much I must’ve drank.

I really do feel sick. I hurled the sheets to the side and my body over the side of the mattress and made it to the bathroom just in time before puking up what was left in my stomach. I hated myself for this. This had been happening too long. But today, the pain in my body…I’d never felt that before. I noticed my straining muscles again after I threw up. I guess the jolt of “get the fuck to the bathroom” energy kind of blacked out the pain for a second but now it was back. Everything hurt so much. My legs could barely pick me up again. Read more »

I got roughed up at the club last night. [fmmmm][mast][drugs][gangbang][mast][nc][huml][oral][reluc]

This is fiction. It’s not from my perspective.

“Ow! Fuck! Oh god what the hell?! I feel like I’ve run a marathon… how much did I…ugh, I feel sick!”
My eyes opened to the bright haze of the afternoon world to a sharp pain in my temples and what felt like every inch of tissue on my body. An overwhelming nausea swept over me. Blackout fucking drunk. That’s how much I must’ve drank.

I really do feel sick. I hurled the sheets to the side and my body over the side of the mattress and made it to the bathroom just in time before puking up what was left in my stomach. I hated myself for this. This had been happening too long. But today, the pain in my body…I’d never felt that before. I noticed my straining muscles again after I threw up. I guess the jolt of “get the fuck to the bathroom” energy kind of blacked out the pain for a second but now it was back. Everything hurt so much. My legs could barely pick me up again. Read more »

I found my sister’s Reddit account part 4 [FF] [inc] [mast]

[The rest of the parts are here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sister_hannah/comments/4j3laa/i_found_my_sisters_reddit_account_story_index/)

I didn’t go to bed that night, until much, much later. I had put my plan together. I’d been handed a golden opportunity here, and I didn’t want to mess it up. I wanted to milk Rori for everything I could get out of her (metaphorically, of course). As eager as Rori was to make a little slut out of herself, I didn’t want to push things too fast and scare her off. First, I was going to nurture her need for exhibitionism. Then maybe I could get something even better out of her.

When Rori woke up in the morning, she would have a message waiting for her; a homework assignment from her “teacher”. She had to spend a day wearing the shortest skirt she owns with nothing underneath it. Now, I happened to know that she owned one very short skirt. It was a pleated, plaid, wannabe Catholic schoolgirl number. She didn’t wear it much, because it barely covered her underwear. On more than one occasion, I’ve gotten an eyeful of her ass as she bent over for something or walked up stairs, and she didn’t even wear them that often. Read more »

Losing my [M18] virginity to my crush [F18], the quiet artsy girl at school

Let’s call her Anna.

This happened the Friday night after our high school graduation, in her bedroom at 1AM, while her parents were sound asleep upstairs (her bedroom was on the lower level).

Anna was an artist type, quiet, often spending her lunches alone in the high school library reading a book.

I’d had a crush on her for years, both because I tend to find myself attracted to quiet type girls (I’m a quiet, introspective type myself), but also because her breasts were very large (34H cup, I later learned). Ever since I became interested in girls, I’d always had a (probably unhealthy) fixation/weakness for extremely large breasts.

It’s obvious to me now Anna was insecure about her body, but I loved watching her walk through the hallways at school. Even though she always worse loose fitting sweatshirts/hoodies in a hopeless attempt to conceal her figure, they merely hung like a drape over her incredible, massive bust. I lamented never having a gym class with her where I might’ve seen her with a little less clothing on. She had a cute face, young and girlish with freckles. She wore glasses and no makeup, and I really liked that too – There was something very natural about her. Read more »

I found my sister’s Reddit account part 3 [FF] [inc] [mast]

[The rest of the parts are here](https://www.reddit.com/r/sister_hannah/comments/4j3laa/i_found_my_sisters_reddit_account_story_index/)

After talking to Rori the first time on Reddit, I decided I wanted to see how deep her perversion went. Here was my sister, that I always thought of as this squeeky-clean good girl, and now I was seeing this whole other side of her; this dirty, slutty, humiliation-craving side. I wanted to see how deep this cave went. And Rori made it easy. The next night, shortly after Rori went into her room, I got a new PM on my new account. She said she had really enjoyed the previous night and was looking forward to repeating the experience.

She asked about me and I told her that I was a guy in my mid 30s, a teacher in real life (that really got her interest), and that I lived in a city far away from where Rori and I live. I figured that if I said that I lived nearby she may ask to meet one day, and then what the hell would I do? I also asked her stuff about herself. She told me about her studies and stuff like that. Nothing I didn’t already know. Read more »

An un[f]orgetable [m]orning with Annabelle

This story is quite long but one of my favorite experiences ever. This will be my first post here. Part of it has been posted on another site but I have made some edits and added some sections that weren’t previously included. Here is a little about me physically: I’m 6’6”, 240lbs, hairy, with a short beard, brown eyes, short brown hair, glasses, and a 6.5” inch cut cock. Hope you enjoy!

Annabelle and I started chatting online on a Tuesday evening in the middle of March. She responded to my online posting looking for a woman who was interested in, to put it bluntly as I did in the ad, having me finger her to orgasm.

Annabelle quickly introduced herself as a graduate student studying in the city. She sent me a photo of just her long, slender legs peaking out from under a nearly knee-length black dress, ending in a pair of perfectly manicured feet in orange-strapped sandals. As soon as the attachment opened I felt the raw lust building and growing inside me. I collected myself and quickly responded, asking when we could meet in person. She agreed that we should get together, but despite my pleading she wasn’t free that night, or Wednesday, or even Thursday. Friday though, Friday morning she wanted to meet. Read more »