Guided Masturbation Stories

Unexpected Reward

alt.sex.stories, 1999   

By now Lisa had reached the edge of the chair I was sitting in. Still
she continued onward, until that one glorious moment occurred when I felt
that pressure between my legs, directly and precisely placed where it was
needed most. I suddenly noticed that during this entire time, I had been
holding my breath in anticipation of this auspicious moment. Now that it
had finally arrived, my breath just kind of squeaked out in a slow,
wheezing kind of way. As I looked down, I saw that my crotch tightly
cradled her wide left foot. Her toes were draped over its’ head, and the
balls of her feet were firmly placed at the point where the head meets the
shaft, with the rest of her foot running down its’ length. The feeling of
sexual pleasure, although most pronounced near the tip, was absolutely and
irresistibly pervasive.

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a masturbator said:

First off, I cannot really remember how young I was when I started. Since a very very young age (5-8) I would show girls my penis at day care or kindergarden and have them touch it or suck it. I would constantly touch myself in group circles through the holes for my legs on my shorts. My hottest memory ever, and I bate to this every now and again, is about a girl during nap time. One day while “napping” next to her we started talking and I asked her if she wanted to see my penis. I showed it to her only to be responded to by “I have one of those too”. Now, from what I remember she was a gorgeous little redhead, and I was so confused with her statement that my logic flew out the window…luckily, she had a hole in her pants near the crotch and proceeded to squirm around and produced her penis…till this day I wonder if she was a herm or what…none the less it was hot and I wish that I had played with it/sucked it.

My true story starts around elementary school. One day I stayed home pretending to be sick and I remember sitting on the sofa watching tv. No one was home. I suddenly had the most uncontrollable urge to stick my dick into something. I frantically searched the house and tried different holes. I tried the bathroom tub faucet, a hole in my tighty whiteys, and finally an old style pepsi bottle…my penis was so small back then that a pepsi bottle was sufficient. Oh how I fucked the shit out of that pepsi bottle, and boy did it smell yummy…another funny thing I always had wondered is why I never produced sperm, but that was a time when I was so young that I couldnt then.

I continued to use different drinking holes like the two-liter top cut off, and then a three liter, till the time when I no longer fit. Then I used my hand and boy did I use it. I’ve came in so many different public places its crazy…sometimes, back when I was a library assistant I would parade around the library with my cock out, just hoping to get caught, and after being so hard for so long I would finish myself behind the desk or in the back room. I would fantasize about my math teacher, oh I wished I could fuck her…till this day I still would, even though shes a bit aged.

Over the years I became addicted to panties and the thought of them touching a pussy and would bate to that fact there. This developed into taking them from friends sisters and using them to stroke with and cum into. Fast forward to college and lets just say that there are plenty of unguarded thongs in the washing machines and dryers…oh what a field day there…in fact I have a great and huge assortment of styles and colors….

All in all I think Ive probably been stroking for 15 years or so. There would be days in college when I would sit in my room all day and keep cumming and cumming to the thousands of porn pics I would find. Then about a year ago I stumbled upon some sites for movies…since I’ve DLed about 150 GBs of movies, I loves me them porno movies, teen especially, mmmm hmmm…but yeah…I don’t edge like so many have mentioned in previous posts, I simply stroke and get off, rinse lather repeat. The most consecutive orgasms Ive ever had (straight stroking and cumming, then starting again without break) is around 40+, I think I lost count with all the ecstacy. Anyhow, so yeah, Im new.

Chronic Masturbation Stories

The Foot Massage

Some chronic  masturbators think a foot is as much fun as a hand

It was only five years ago that I graduated from college leaving behind many memories of one my closest friends I have ever had. It was a tortured relationship for me because I was completely obsessed with her and wanted her as a lover more than a friend. She however had no such romantic feelings towards me even though we always together. We were both art majors so we worked out our schedules to where we always took our classes together. After class we would always be running around doing something together whether it was going out to eat, the movies, or just hanging out at my apartment or her parent’s house. More…

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from Man admits having sex with 1,000 cars, Sex and Blogs

Edward Smith, who lives with his current “girlfriend” – a white Volkswagen Beetle named Vanilla, insisted that he was not “sick” and had no desire to change his ways. “I’m a romantic. I write poetry about cars, I sing to them and talk to them just like a girlfriend. I know what’s in my heart and I have no desire to change.”

Mr Smith, 57, first had sex with a car at the age of 15, and claims he has never been attracted to women or men. But his wandering eye has spread beyond cars to other vehicles. He says that his most intense sexual experience was “making love” to the helicopter from 1980s TV hit Airwolf.

As well as Vanilla, he regularly spends time with his other vehicles – a 1973 Opal GT, named Cinnamon, and 1993 Ford Ranger Splash, named Ginger. Before Vanilla, he had a five-year relationship with Victoria, a 1969 VW Beetle he bought from a family of Jehovah’s Witnesses.

But he confesses that many of the cars he has had sex with have belonged to strangers or car showrooms.

A story from the Net

Thanks to all readers of the first four installments, especially those of you who responded with compliments, questions, and best of all, stories of your own. As I read your messages of appreciation and descriptions of similar experience, I let my imagination carry me back to the wonder and newness of early adolescence, re-experiencing the shocked and secret thrill I felt at that age whenever I got the slightest hint that I might not be the only boy with these secret sexy feelings.

In this fifth installment, I’ll answer one of the interesting questions asked by readers, and go into some more detail about how I went from being a shy, curious sixth grader to a junior high solo-sex virtuoso, and how, in the school yearbook of my dreams, I might have been listed as:

I was a very horny 12 year old. The summer after 6th grade, my mom and I went on vacation for a week in July. We stayed at a Holiday Inn near the beach. When we got there it was really busy with people checking in so I went to wait on a couch in the lobby while my mom stood in line. It took about half an hour to get our keys, during which time I had my first orgasm in a public place, one of many I would have at that hotel!

I was wearing a t-shirt and a new pair of running shorts. The shorts were red, fairly tight fitting and made of silky nylon material with an equally silky lining that gave me an erection every time I wore them. The feel reminded me of my first pair of speedos, which I had gotten about a month before.

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