Masturbation Stories

A frustrated white wife goes to her hung black neighbor for sexual advice.

And to think I thought having sex with my dad at home was fun... Well, turns out it was nothing compared to the first time we did it at his office.

Block parties are sort of quaint rituals that most teenagers try to avoid. Well, they aren't all that bad if you have the right outlook.

Like every child, I always looked forward to Christmas morning. When I got into my teens the magic seemed to wear off a bit as the dolls and toys gave way to clothes, CDs and the usual teenager gifts. That all changed after I turned sixteen and started having sex with my parties. Ever since then, Christmas mornings have been extra special because now I look forward to my "special" Christmas present from my dad.

Oh my God, I was SO nervous! What the hell was I thinking anyway? I must have been crazy to do such a thing. Did I really think I could be an escort without being a whore?

It all started between Brenda and me not long after I met her as my new freshman roomie. She took some photos of me for my boyfriend back home and before it was over I had my first experience with a girl outside my family. While we kept it between the two of us at first, things heated up when her married brother, father of two, got in the middle of us - literally. Although it had been quite a while since we were last together, like riding a bike some things just come back naturally.

After the Magical High Commission's betrayal is revealed, things are even worse between Eclipsa and Hekapoo. Luckily Marco has the exact solution for this kind of thing. His penis.

Finally, my sophomore year was over and summer break was here. I had been wondering how my first few days would be after being gone for so long. Well, I needn't have worried as my parents had quite a homecoming planned for me.

It was almost six years ago when I gave Steve my virginity. Today I'm twenty and have been fucked by dozens of guys and sucked well over a hundred more since Steve moved away but I'll never forget my first time with him. I may not have been his first but I like to think I was his best. Hopefully at his wedding I could leave him with something to remind him of that when he was with his new bride!