Masturbation Stories

When a high school student is invited to join a Literary Club by one of her high school teachers, she quickly learns that not everyone there is who or even what they appear to be.

This is the story of an average American family and how it deals with the invasion of their home. The invader, barely known by the family's daughter, wreaks havoc as he dramatically changes their lives forever.

A curious twist of circumstance leads Parker to discover the beautiful, young, Rachel enjoying what she thinks is a private afternoon of self-intimacy.

They met in an alley: wild, reckless, unforgettable. Ginger never meant to fall for Coco’s chaos. Coco never meant to fall for anyone at all. But between stolen nights, whispered dares, and the kind of heat that burns through skin and bone, something unruly grew — something more dangerous than lust. This is not a story about taming a wild thing. It’s a story about becoming wild enough to stay.

When I was young, my family moved yet again, something I had grown accustomed to. I was just getting settled into our new neighborhood when I met the Naughton sisters, also known as the Naughty Girls. Over the next few months, I discovered that although their nickname had started innocently enough as a teacher's joke, as they had grown older, it became more of a dare, something they were trying to live up to.

An Incest is Best Story
A young professional woman exposes her lustful, submissive side in a special ceremony after her wedding. She gives control of her sexuality to her new husband, and he makes her behave in a way that shows everyone in attendance what an extremely sexual person she can be. Family and friends watch her prove her obedience and demonstrate her wanton nature.

13 year old niece moves in with nudist uncle. What is a nudist to do? / (Reviews)

One bar. One look. A night neither of them was ready for. In "The Stain We Left", two strangers lock eyes and end up tangled in sweat, wine, and something dangerously close to obsession. Told in raw, unfiltered dual POV, this story doesn’t fade after the last thrust—it drips, aches, and smolders into the next morning. Her thighs are still slick with him. His mouth still tastes like her. And neither of them is done.