Masturbation Stories

An Arts Ardane Story
Part of the Danica's World universe
Drought and crop blight have dampened the spirits and the hopes of Danica's community. It's going to be a long, hard winter, and it seems the Harvest Festival won't happen this year. Her teacher in the mystic arts reveals that there's far more to the festival than most know, and then she experiences the truth first hand. All the while, she has to struggle with her inability to tell her beloved that she's barren.

A Tale From The Reading Room
This is a story of seduction; of a man pursuing a woman until she catches him. It begins in a dusty old book store full of antique erotica called "Little Death and Company." Then things warm up nicely in the private club downstairs, where the under-dressed waitstaff are especially accommodating. In a quiet back room Dorothy discovers she has caught more than just a man; she has caught a rare invitation to fulfill all her fantasies in... "The Reading Room".

When Jennifer gets caught by an unexpected squall while hiking in the foothills, she takes shelter in a fortuitously located cabin. She's still drying out her wet clothes when the cabin's owner turns up. It slowly dawns on her that she might finally have found a man who can make her wildest dreams and fantasies come true. The sex in this story is somewhat rougher than I usually write, so please check the tags; I'd really hate to offend or upset anyone.

The single father of a 14-year-old girl has a date with a co-worker that ends a little differently than expected.

An evening of playing video games turns into a sexual adventure when my girlfriend Laura shows up and suggests we go skinny-dipping

For these two newly divorced friends, this trip represented liberation from years of marital purgatory and the constraints of societal expectations.

'Coming of Age' in 1960s NZ. My father's younger brother advised and mentored me through adolescence and young manhood. This is the story of my emotional exploration and sexual adventures with my second date and first girlfriend. With Frank's help and a measure of dumb luck I managed the transition between fumbling ignorance and juicy connection, and learned lessons that I still find valuable nearly sixty years later.

When I was fourteen years old and found out that my sister Janice and her best friend Amber would be looking after me for the weekend, it was fair to say that I was excited. While I loved Janice, it was Amber who filled my briefs with joy. Even in my wildest dreams though, I didn't expect anything to happen. Maybe they just weren't wild enough?