Hi, I'm Jeffery and I am a nineteen-year-old virgin. Besides being really shy around girls, I'm also short, really short at only five foot four. So most girls that catch my eye won't give me the time of day much less a date. So like all the rest of the virgins in the world I'm sure, masturbation is my only release. At least twice a day but usually manage a t...
Britney and Tom had been married for just over 20 years. Their life together had been a good one. Tom had worked his way up from a stock-boy at the neighborhood Kroger to General Manager, putting himself through college along the way. Britney had been contented being a hairdresser at a local chain of beauty shops. Between the two of them they had been able t...
I am a single guy about forty years old. I don't have regular sex contacts so I often masturbate. Sometimes I like to have something extra in my solo games. I have bought some accessories like lube, gloves and anal toys. My ultimate goal is to have a prostate orgasm which I never have had. I have a few prostate toys and they feel good but orgasm without to...
I want to fuck a dragon. I can say I grew up surrounded by them. No, I'm not delusional and I learned long ago, and to my immense sadness, that dragons are not real (though there was a very brief moment of hope when I learned of Komodo dragons). I guess a more accurate phrasing would be that I grew up surrounded by the image of dragons. My parents are old s...
After three glasses of wine -- or was it four? -- it had seemed like a really good idea. Rosemary had told Virginia that she would be perfect. 'Perfect?' 'Yes. Perfect. You're classy. You're elegant. And you're the right age.' 'The right age? You mean I'm old?' 'No! Not old. But older. Mature is the word they use. Look it up on the internet. Just Google...
The first time I bought and used a vibator was so...hot. I was 19 at the time and in collage. It was funny that it took me this long to add a peace of hardware to my sexual arsional, it wasn't like I was at all inexperinced with sex or anything like that. After all, I had already made love to several other women and not just some teenage experimental shit. I...
Chapter Nine Saturday Morning (All of the characters in this story are completely fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or otherwise, is entirely coincidental. Also all of the characters are well over the age of 18 – in fact the youngest is nearer 28.) "Good morning everyone." "Good morning Miss Sarah." "Did everyone enjoy their bac...
Having just read his account of me bringing myself off with his phone in the bar that night - I just had to tell him about another time when I did something similar. It was almost a year earlier, when I indulged myself for most of a long commuter ride home from the city. It wasn't the only time either, but I'll just tell you about this one for now... Rush-h...
Some nights aren't meant to be spent inside sleeping. I live where the cold burns your skin in the winter and then melts it in the steam and heat of summer. My name is Anne and its Indian summer. It had been heavy and hot that day, but now that it was full dark, the air smelled different; cut grass and wood smoke. I'm 21 but I still live at home. My family...
I made my excuses about having to debrief my boss about my recent trip and left the girls alone. Sue had asked me to stay out late to give them enough time for whatever Mandy wanted. I would have loved to have crept back in to see what was going on but I knew it was impossible, I didn’t want to get caught and ruin everything. Hearing all about it was bette...