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We feature both female masturbation (masterbation) and male masturbation stories here. A typical story will feature either teens, women, lesbians, young men or girls masturbating and exploring themselves for the first time. Masturbating has been defined as the excitation of one's own or another's genital organs, usually to orgasm, by manual contact or means other than sexual intercourse. Closely akin to our toys section where external stimulus is involved.

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Daddy: Marking His Territory

“You are a filthy, filthy little whore… and now everyone will know.”

I received clear instructions: Wear a jean skirt, a skimpy thong, lace blouse, no bra and high heels. I was nervous to say the least, I mean my tits aren’t easily disguised and with a lace top they’d be on full display… but I’d be lying if I said that the thought of being almost entirely exposed didn’t turn me on completely. I got ready with trembling fingers and waited impatiently for him...Read On

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Wank in the Woods

Girlie fun before a run

I had a really fucked up week, both at work and at home. By the time the weekend approached I was ready to get my running gear on and just run, run and run until I would somehow manage to run off this stupid planet or into some kind of alternative dimension with a more stable climate and less shit-storms. Sunday morning, when the kids were away on daddy-day, I was determined to do just that...Read On

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Teaching Luke sex - Day One

When his girlfriend dumps him, young Luke asks me on a date and lets me teach him about sex.

Apart from the girls I work with at ‘Playthings’ I’ve told hardly anyone about the compact and bijou apartment that I acquired, and I promised them that once I was settled in, we’d have a little party. I love the peaceful and tranquil setting of my home in the countryside, but when they started a major highways upgrade about three miles from where I live, my journey to and from work became...Read On

23

Baby Girl

"Do you want to know about the dream I had?" she asked enthusiastically.  "Of course I do," he replied.  "I can't remember everything, but I'll try and fill in the blanks." The dream had been a few nights ago, but she was certain it would be easy to determine what would happen from what she did remember and it was obvious what the outcome would be.  "You fill in the blanks, and I'll...Read On

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Trucker, get a grip on yourself

A trucker discovers that sometimes a little self help does the trick

I was rolling down I-81 in Virginia thinking my thoughts as my big diesel ate white stripes on the two-lane interstate. My thoughts were currently on my internet friend/lover Sarah. I'd met Sarah some months previously in an online chatroom. We'd hit it off very well and become cyber lovers. I know, many of you think that's stupid, icky, gross. I have found it to be stimulating. It titillates...Read On

8

Whatever I Say Goes

She wants to tell him how to touch, he likes to watch her play.

Text: I want you. The text was simple and made the phone in his pocket vibrate once with a small, happy-sounding chirp upon delivery. He thought about checking it but ignored it in favor of the conversation going on at the table around him. It wasn’t that he was paying much attention to what was being said, exactly, but it felt wrong to check the text when the discussion around him was...Read On

9

Renee's Internship

A teacher wins a two month internship with a chef and learns more than cooking.

Renee boarded the underground train to take her from the terminal to the baggage claim area at Atlanta’s airport. The trip had been awarded to her through her sorority, Kappa Delta. She had graduated two years prior. She continued to stay active within the organization donating her time along with a small monetary contribution when she could afford it. One of her “sisters”, Lauren was...Read On

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How We Roll…(Ghost Train)

Jilling free of the ghost train

Tears roll down my cheeks as my mother pushes me aboard the little wooden train carriage. Fear and terror grip me in an invisible vise. The little carriage begins to move forward. Looking over my shoulder, I search the crowd for my mother. With outstretched arms, I plead for her to save me. She stands, laughing, in a tight embrace with her latest boyfriend. At eight years old, I realise...Read On