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.
If anyone seated in the cinema screen noticed Dean and Talulah leaving, they didn’t acknowledge it. As per their plan, Talulah left their seats first, Dean watching as his student skipped down the steps, her mass of dark hair bouncing around her shoulders...
True, absolute, all-consuming seduction is, perhaps, one of the most magical and marvelous things in the universe. What most people assume to be seduction is merely a form of sexual persuasion. If Cyrano persuades Roxanne into disrobing for a tryst, he ha...
"I really wish this day were already over," I thought as I sat down at my desk. That’s pretty much what I think every morning. I shouldn’t complain too much; the pay is okay, the hours decent, but the work can be mind-numbingly boring. The reason I haven’...
I look in the mirror for the final time, my lips glossed up, body moisturised and soaked in perfume that smelled like warm sweet jasmine with a touch of brown sugar. My gown, black. A satin fabric that goes down my curves smoothly with a slit that cuts fr...
It was still light, but dusk was casting long shadows across the room; as the sun fell, the temperature followed suit, so we’d closed the French doors and lit the wood burner, which crackled gently in the background as we chatted. We were occupying either...
It’s so fucking hot! Even though it’s 9 pm and the sun has been down for hours, the heat is still stifling. I can't sleep because I'm sweaty. Hot and sweaty means I am distracted and horny, and I definitely can't masturbate because the irony is, I am so f...
I had arrived early at my boyfriend's apartment, hoping to surprise him. But, as luck would have it, he wasn't home yet. His roommate, whom I only knew as Ben, was there, though. He was a tall, dark-haired guy with piercing green eyes and a smoldering gaz...
The next morning Sven awoke to the sound of the shower and the sweet, heady smell of Kelly on the pillow. He thought, “This is what heaven is like. I want to wake up like this every morning.” He languished as memories of the last evening came flooding bac...
Stella is doing her usual run in the park near her home. She’s happy it’s finally Friday. The festival she’d been to last weekend was wild, but she didn’t get a lot of sleep, and this week has been long. School has started again. She loves being a teacher...
Steve was hopelessly in love with Sara. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, with long blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and a dazzling smile. He had met the girl of his dreams in his college English class. She was everything he wanted in a g...
Dot was fifty-four. She was fifty-four years old and bored. And she knew it. But what she didn’t know was how liberating boredom could be. Dot was bored with her job as the principal of the middle school. She was bored with her grown children and their ne...
Here I am again, sprawled out on this bed in nothing but your large jumper, staring into the abyss of a blank wall. It's funny how the mind can conjure shapes and stories out of nothingness. In this jumper, in this position, I can almost feel you behind m...
Rachel is on her way home from work. She’s excited, as her parcel finally got delivered today. About an hour ago, her neighbour, Stella, texted her that she had accepted it for her from the delivery guy. Good thing that it’s an anonymous parcel. The last...
It was a scorching hot summer day, and I was a typical college girl, lost in my books, not even remotely guessing that her 'Innocent girl' status was about to be impressively upgraded just a few hours later. But get ready for a twist: If you were expectin...
Once again we were recovering from a night of rousing physical activity, seated in our robes on our deck. This night had been shorter than the previous one but was equally as satisfying. “You don’t think I was too aggressive, do you?” Rhonda asked, just b...
