Masturbation - Page 245

Some may have seen this story on another site. I just recently discovered this site and wanted to bring some of my stories over here. This is a work of fantasy and fiction which had been in my head for the longest time

Porter sat down on a wooden bench adjacent to the woman's clothes section. The bench was stiff and uncomfortable, it shifted with a loud creak as he landed

“Ok, no more driving for this weekend! Dad’s taxi service is now closed!” I joked to the kids as we arrived back home. It was a hot, hot day, and I’d just picked them up from tennis club. “oooh poor Daddy! So tired” said my daughter cheekily, smirking at me

My wife Charlotte and I have been married for ten wonderful years. We meet by pure chance in an Ikea parking lot five years before that, when she'd had some trouble loading up her car and I stopped to help

Vegas Jackoff Party Hi my name is Rob and the story that you are about to read is completely true. It happened two years ago and I have to say that it was probably one of the strangest nights that I have ever had

I pulled up in the driveway. Jake and Caitlin were already at home and my mom was inside the unit, waiting for me inside. My grandparents were semi-wealthy; this little beach house acted as their escape every now and again. Today, it would be my mother's. Their daughter's

This is a true story about the boys who lived next door. The family had moved in about a year before anything in the story happened. I was a horny thirteen year old 8th grader who lived alone with his widowed mother

David was about to climax while watching a nice tight young teen get pounded by a giant monster cock in the throat. The girl was a small dirty blonde girl with blue eyes an B cup tits. She was tan without any tanlines an had a slim figure but a big tight ass

THE AMULET: PART TWO As Drew became more familiar with the power of his new toy, he came to receive a perverse pleasure in humiliating people he thought to be, shall we say a bit pompous

This uses characters from my previous story, New Friend Michelle, but should not be considered a sequel. It's more of an accompanying text. Let me know if I should continue with these characters or find new ones

By now I realized it would be tough to explain to the guests down stairs why Brianna and I disappeared at the same time and why for so long

The morning started just as every morning seemed to anymore. Get up, don her robe and begin breakfast for the kids before awakening them for school. She hadn't slept well since Joel's promotion

I had just gotten out of the shower and I was drying myself off when the doorbell rang. I ignored it and continued to dry my body. It rang again. I thought that this might be something important so I tied my towel tightly around my waist and went downstairs

Maybe Im Gay Chapter 1 I was 14 when this happened, not long after my 14th birthday. I’d found out about wanking a year ago and did it a lot thinking about pics I saw in the Sun and Sport newspapers, and girls at school

Later that day, after my three-way with my daughter and Paul I stopped off to do some food shopping for dinner; after all my appointments were done. I got home, pulled my car into the garage. I went into my house; my sons, Ryan and Hunter were in the family room watching TV

It was a quiet afternoon at the Dunphy house and only Luke was there. After going through the tv channels and giving up on finding anything fun, he decided to go look around in his parent's room

A couple days after the second night with the group, I was puttering around when I got a phone call from my lawer. "Pete, it's Ed." "What's up?" I wasn't expecting to hear from him, he said it would be a while before any developments

So I got into a write-off with someone on DKP - figured I'd post it. Fantasy: Footjob under table in restaurant and bathroom surprise Word limit: 3000 EDIT: Formatting Stephanie and Connor were wrapping up their lazy Saturday afternoon with some Netflix

I awoke this morning like so many others, but today was to be very different. Like clockwork at 4am the familiar cadences and the words, “Yo Lep! Yo Lep! Yo Lep! Right! Lep!” drifted in from outside. I remember jokingly asking my dad before he deployed if all Marines made “Lep” turns.

I don’t think I got more than five hours sleep. At first I had to think where I was; oh yeah, I was in the back of an old canvas carnival tent. I had to pee in the worst way. I quickly got dressed and hiked over to a nearby gas station men’s room to wash up