Masturbation Stories

A Molly, Jacob, and Camden Story (1)
Molly wants to know more about sex, but can't find satisfying answers. She suggests her twin brother, Jacob, and her best friend, Camden, join her on a quest to explore and learn the mysteries together. In one short weekend, they discover more than they ever expected.

A man driven to succeed finally discovers what he'd lost and retires to a remote island in the North Pacific where he lives by himself. A winter storm hits and after the storm, the man discovers an unexpected item on the beach. / (Reviews)

College girls sets out to prove the existence of the G-Spot.

A story in the 'Demons Are Real?' Universe
A mysterious board game makes its players do what it wants.

Lucille was 41, filling her empty nest by volunteering to cater to the needs of young people with disabilities. Kanye was young, male, blind - and black. It was a simple 90 day engagement, helping a blind person deal with those things that really needed sight, somethng a lot easier than some clients she'd had to deal with - or was it? Could she cater to ALL of Kanye's needs? How far could she go before she betrayed the trust the agency placed in her?

Grant Townsend and a woman are both widowed by the results of a tragic vehicle accident. Three years later to the day, two crosses and fate brings them together and Grant saves the life of the same woman. As Valentines Day approaches, can Grant and Jennifer deny the love that is growing in their hearts for each other?

A story in the Blanke Schande College Universe
The story of how one boy's reluctant visit to a nudist resort changes his life completely. He meets a girl his own age and they become the USA's first official Lifestyle Nudists.

A Strawberry Patch Story (1)
Paul was not looking for a woman. He'd had it with women. Until he meets Lynn and Erin. The tags apply to some chapters and not at all to others. Some chapters have a lot of sex and some have none.

A Fall From Grace Series Story (10)
A mother starts to work at her son's company and sexual mayhem ensues. This time from my mother's perspective.

In classic tennis white -- white shorts, matching tank top, and sneakers -- she was eye catching. Her black shiny hair fell softly around her face. It was thick and I had to resist the urge to run my fingers through the luscious strands. And her glasses were gone. Her dark brown eyes seemed to draw me in like mirrors in reverse; and I decided I wanted to spend hours looking into them.