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Well, Red came to town as promised, and after she got all settled into her hotel room, she gave me a call to let me know that she was in town, and wanted to get together with me if I was available.
As it so happened, I was available to get together with her shortly.We discussed our schedules, and found that there would be at least two and possibly three times that we could meet and she could have her way with my cock. …Arriving at the spot a short time after picking her up, she wasted no time in reaching over to unbuckle my pants so that they could be slid down to my ankles…where both of us like them to be. …Here_I_Cum: Saturday August 2

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Sister-in-Law Cockteaser

alt.sex.stories, 1996

I never thought I would be writing this down for anyone to see, but then, I never had a clue as to what would happen to me only a few months ago.  You see, my sister-in-law is, what I consider, the biggest and the most cruel “Cock-Teaser” of all time!  But then, maybe I had better back up and let you decide for yourself.

I am married to a very beautiful and passionate women, we have been married for three years and she is pregnant with our first child.  My wife is great where sex is concerned, we are both into pleasing the other and have an excellent sex life.  We are both 26 years old and are both career people.  As a matter of fact, we met in college and never let each other go since. Gloria (my wife) is a para-legal and I have a BSME degree and have a very good job.

My wife has two younger sisters, Donna, who this story is about, and Cheryl.  Donna is the middle daughter and up until recently was married and lived far away from us.  But a divorce from her husband changed all of that.  The divorce took its toll on her severely, so when Gloria asked if Donna could come out and stay in Dallas with us, I had no objection.  They were always very close and my wife wanted to help her.

During her stay with us, I, of course, was always looking at her, since she was an out-right fox, and had a body that would make any man get stiff.  As a matter of fact, I think her ex is one dumb fuck for letting her go.  Anyway, during her stay, that is all it amounted to was wishful thinking and looking on my part.  She never did or said anything off-color either.

She grew to like it in Dallas and decided to get a job and stay.  After a couple of months, she moved into an apartment with another girl at her work.  Gloria and I were kind of glad to see her go, since our sex life had taken on a suppressed tone during her stay.  Gloria is very vocal during sex, and having her sister in the next bedroom bothered her.  So when Donna moved, we were happy for her and happy for our privacy back.

We frequently included Donna in our travel plans and had her and her roommate over quite often for cook-outs and things like that.  It was a nice close family relationship, and that’s as far as it went.

That is, until recently.

Gloria was in her 7th month of pregnancy when she began having a slight complication, which caused her doctor to suggest no sex, at least, no intercourse until after the baby was born. My wife was a trooper through it and gave me oral sex whenever I was horny, and I would return the favor.  But I must say, that by the 9th month, I was in need of a pussy wrapped around my cock. I never knew I would miss it so much.  I was dreading the 6 weeks after birth, but here I was with about 14 weeks to put up with.

On a Friday night, Gloria got a call from her sister, saying she was trying to get a better job, and wanted to know if I would help her with a resume.  Of course, Gloria answered for me, not that I would not have.  So the next day, Saturday, Donna would be over to work on her resume.  My wife was already planning on shopping for the baby with one of her friends and got up and let me sleep in.

At about 9:00 in the morning, I was awakened by Donna calling up the stairs to me to see if anyone was home.  I got up and went downstairs to find Donna putting on a pot of coffee in the kitchen.  I was wearing my pajama bottoms with a “T” shirt. The pajama pants had a slit in front, but it had a type of flap that prevented accidental exposure.

When the coffee was ready, Donna and I went into the living room and sat on the couch.  She was wearing a blouse and skirt, that showed off her gorgeous legs while she sat there next to me.

She was wearing a perfume that would make any man horny.  So naturally as the coffee aroused my senses, her presence started to arouse my cock.  I didn’t even realize at what point I must have become fully erect.  But at one point Donna moved over closer to me to show me a page of her resume.  Her hip bumped into mine, causing me to slightly shift enough for my erect cock to exit through the pee slit in the pajama pants. 

At the same time I became aware of the cool air around my cock head, Donna glanced down and gasped.  “Oh, MY!  What have we here?”

Now I am no John Holmes with a super cock, but I do have a respectable 7″ shaft.  I quickly reached down and pulled the pajama opening over my erection and told her I was sorry.

“No need to be sorry, I understand.  Gloria told me all about it.”

“Told you about what?”

“That you can’t have any until the baby is born.  I can help you out, you know.”

My heart went to my throat at that statement.  Was she propositioning me?  Was I going to get the pussy I had been missing?  I flinched as Donna boldly slid her hand into the pajama slit and brought out my erect cock.  Her hand felt hot and very good as she slowly stroked my cock.  I turned toward her and went to put my arms around her.

She quickly batted my arms away, and said, “NO, YOU DON’T TOUCH ME.  I’LL DO EVERYTHING.  IF YOU TOUCH ME, I’LL STOP”

Her hand felt so good, that I obeyed and relaxed, laying back to enjoy the hand job, my lovely sister-in-law was giving me.

Still holding my cock in her hand, she stood up.  “Come into the kitchen”

She led me by the cock into the kitchen, where she left me standing in the middle of the floor as she went to the cupboard.

She looked back at me and said, “Take your bottoms off and lay on your back on the floor”

Her voice was kind of authoritative, so in no time I was laying on my back in the middle of the kitchen.  After looking in a couple of more cupboards, Donna came over to where I was laying.  She had a kitchen towel and a bottle of olive oil in her hands.  She squatted down and got on her knees by my side, facing me.  This caused her skirt to ride up her thighs, and I had a clear shot of her panty-covered pussy.  My cock which was standing straight up, lurched as I clearly saw a wet spot in the crotch of her panties.  She was excited, with what she saw.     “YOU BETTER LISTEN.  IF YOU ATTEMPT TO TOUCH ME OR EVEN MOVE, I’LL GET UP AND LEAVE YOU WITH YOUR HARD-ON, UNDERSTOOD?”

I could only nod as I watched her pour some of the olive oil into her hand.  Then she wrapped her olive oil-coated hand around the head of my  cock, and began a slow downward stroke.  I moaned and my thighs jumped.

“Spread your legs and put the soles of your feet together.”

As I positioned myself like she said, she moved over between my spread legs and kept up her slow stroking.  As I looked down past her shiny hand on my hard cock, I saw the wet spot had gotten a lot bigger at her crotch.  I decided to get bold and reached for a perfectly formed tit in her blouse.

Donna immediately jumped up and stood over me, “I TOLD YOU WHAT WOULD HAPPEN.  DO YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE?”

“NO, NO, Please don’t leave. PLEEEEESE!”

“ONE MORE TIME AND I’M GONE!”

Donna once more knelt between my spread thighs, pulling her skirt even higher than before.  My cock lurched as I felt the oily hand encircle the head once more.  Then her other hand went to my balls and began rolling them in their sack as she slid her hand up and down my erection.  I was close to cumming and still wanted in her pussy soooooo bad!

“Donna, please at least unbutton your blouse for me?”

“I have a new rule for you!  The only time I want you to talk, is when you are getting close to shooting.  Any other words, and I’ll leave!”

What could I do?  Here was this gorgeous female with her oil soaked hand around my horny cock and her other soft hand driving my balls in a fever.  I announced to her that I was going to cum.

She slid her hand to the base of my cock and squeezed hard. After a few seconds of that hold, the urge to cum went away and she started up again.

“If you ever cum, without telling me first, I’ll leave!”

I wondered what the heel was with this Bitch?  But my cock had the driver’s seat at the moment, not my brain.  Donna continued the teasing motions through about 10 more announcements of an impending orgasm.  And each time she would do the same to stop it.  I was about to go nuts with the need to cum, that my balls were beginning to hurt.

Then came about my 12th announcement to her that I was going to shoot.  To my relief, her hand picked up the pace of stroking my cock.  I have never in my life felt such a violent cum as that first one.  I groaned and arched my back as I felt the first spurt rush up my cock.  As I watched it launch from the tip of my cock, I gasped in awe as the stream of thick cum shot clear over Donna’s shoulder and splashed up against the kitchen wall. Before the next spurt came, she directed my  cock back, so that it went back over my head and landed on the kitchen table.  As I looked down to observe the next spurt, I saw Donna’s legs rapidly opening and closing and heard a loud moan escape her lips.  She was cumming.

Seeing that, of course, caused another tremendous spurt, straight up and back down onto my chest.  Several shorter spurts came and then a long time of oozing down my cock and over Donna’s hand.  She kept it up until I was done and then even milked it for more.  Once satisfied that there was no more, she went to the sink and washed her hands.  And left the house!

I laid there spent for about 15 minutes before I felt strong enough to get up.

This scene has been repeated many times over since then. Basically, the same except that now she warms the oil before doing me.  And only last week, she came over with no panties on and allowed me to see her wet slit.  She never fingers it, and can cum just by squeezing her shapely thighs together.  Many a time, the heat of the moment has gotten to me and I have either tried to reach for her or talk to her.  She abruptly gets up and leaves me laying there to pump myself off.  She is a real Bitch when it comes to that.  I guess I should be thankful for the view of her pussy.

I have learned how to read her reactions as to when she will allow me a release.  When she is ready for me to cum, her breath comes in small raspy gasps, and then when I announce it, she moans and begins her thigh masturbation. ..

Guided Masturbation Stories

Sheila the Great

A precocious teenage girl introduces the neighborhood to the pleasures of the hand and CFNM. by schulzie 1998

The neighborhood in which I grew up back in the Sixties was full of “good” girls who had a strong interest in sex, but didn’t do much about it because virginity was somewhat more valued then than it is today. Guys in my neighborhood might make out and get a quick feel of boobs occasionally, but that was rare; that is,until Sheila moved to our neighborhood.Sheila came from another town where the girls were a step or two ahead of the young ladies in our neighborhood. Not that Sheila was a slut or anything, but she was a bit more daring than the other girls.

Shortly after she moved in, Sheila taught me a game called “Trust Me?” Ever heard of it? I hadn’t until Sheila showed me.

One summer night, we were sitting on my front steps talking,and she put her hand on my knee and asked, “Trust me?” Not being sure what she meant, I said,”Sure. Why?” Then she moved her hand an inch or two up my leg and said, “Trust me?” Now I got it. She wanted to play games. The “Trust me” question and “Yes” answer game continued as she moved her hand closer and closer to my crotch. I had a rapidly rising hard-on, but it wasn’t a fully developed woodie yet, so I stopped her before she got to my dick.

Then it was my turn to ask: “Trust me?” She let me get past her knee before she said: “No.” Then it was her turn again. This time I let her move up until she touched the head of my dick before I said “No.” By now, I was completely hard, and couldn’t wait until the next time. When it was her turn again, she led me get about halfway up her thigh before she stopped me. I asked about this little teasing game and she told me it was something the kids back in her old neighborhood used to do. I told her it was an interesting little game. Then, we started over again. This time I let her get a feel of my whole cock in its full glory. She gave it a little squeeze, and asked: “Trust me?” I said “Yes”, and then she gave it a much harder squeeze. This went on for awhile until she was rubbing the length of my erection through my pants. Being a virgin myself, I was getting real close to shooting a load in my pants right there. Suddenly, she stopped and said it was getting late and she had to get home. She started toward her house up the street. As she did, I thought to myself,”That dirty little prick-teaser.” Then she turned around and said, “Wanna play some more tomorrow night?” Did I? All I could do was look at her and say, “Yeah!” Damn right, I did. I went inside to my bedroom and immediately jerked off.

The next night, I waited on my front steps for Sheila. It and I was afraid she wouldn’t show. But in a few minutes, there she was. She said, “Is there anyplace around here that we can go to have some privacy?” I suggested we head for the field behind the woods down the street. Off we went.

When we got there, we talked for awhile. Then she began the game again. During the whole time we played, I never got a chance to feel her pussy which was frustrating since I’d never felt one before. But she seemed to enjoy feeling my dick. We got as far as we had the night before with her rubbing my dick through my pants. Then she took a detour. She asked: “Trust me?” Of course I said, “Yes.” She then started to work her hand up towards my waist and asked:”Trust me?”

“Yes.” Her hand moved up more.

“Trust me?”

“Yes.” Her hand moved up to my belt.

“Trust me?”

“Yes.” She began to undo my belt. My heart was beating like crazy, my dick was getting harder by the second, and with each “Trust me?”, she proceeded step-by-step to undo my snap, then my zipper, and slowly made her way down my briefs until she touched my cock. To make a long story short, she began to give me an unbelievable handjob. Being young, it took me very little time to cum which I did…all over her hand. She smiled at me and asked, “You like?”

“Wow!” was all I could say for the longest time. As she wiped her cum-soaked hand on my jeans, I asked her if that was the first time she had ever done that.(Duh)

She giggled and said, “No, I’ve made lots of guys come in my old neighborhood.” Wow! Lucky guys. I tried, unsuccessfully, to get my hand on her pussy, but she wouldn’t let me. She seemed pleased just to get me off.

We played this game a few more times in the following weeks. I got a handjob, while she continued to keep my hands away from her pussy. When we first started doing this, I thought maybe the reason why she wouldn’t let me touch her was because she was having her period. But a week or two had passed, so it wasn’t that. I guess she just was into getting guys off. Or maybe she didn’t want to go farther outside. At this point I didn’t care. I could now say for sure that she wasn’t a “prick teaser.”

One day, when her parents were at work, she called me up and invited me over to her house. Cool, I thought. Indoors. Maybe I’ll get lucky and get a chance to feel her pussy, maybe more. I got over there, but she wasn’t alone. Three other girls from the neighborhood were there. Damn, I thought, looks like there wouldn’t be any games today. I was wrong. We were all in the living room talking with Sheila sitting right next to me and the other girls sitting around us. Suddenly, Sheila put her hand on my knee and said, “Trust me?”

This really caught me by total surprise. She couldn’t be serious. In front of the other girls? I didn’t say anything. I froze up.

Again, she asked: “Trust me?” I looked around the room. The other girls were watching. They seemed interested and apparently knew what Sheila was up to. Sheila looked at me, then looked at them, and said to me: “I asked you a question: TRUST ME?” She WAS serious.

All I could do was say: “Uh-huh.”

And with that, the game began. I was a bit nervous about what was going to happen. On the one hand, I was already a bit of an exhibitionist at that age and this was an exciting opportunity. On the other hand, I had never shown myself to a group of girls at one time. These were girls that I had known and grown up with for several years, fantisized about, had made out with, and now here was a chance they were going to willingly look at my dick. My HARD dick (I hoped). It didn’t take long to get through all the preliminary “Trust Me” questions until Sheila had my pants undone and was ready to reach into my underwear. At this point, Sheila looked at the girls who leaned forward for a closer look,then looked me right in the eyes and said, very slowly, “Trust me?”

I nodded, my heart racing, my chest tight, and then…she reached in and pulled out my cock, exposing me completely to the room of girls. I never was so excited in my life. The girls had a whole series of different reactions as soon as they saw my hard cock for the first time. It must have been the first time they had seen a penis, or at least a teenaged boy’s penis, and certainly an erect penis. Their eyes widened, their mouths dropped open a little bit. I heard at least one or two tiny gasps, a “wow”, eyes gawking at my dick, then turning to look at each other, giggles, then more stares at my dick.

Jesus! I couldn’t get over this. It was overwhelming. The blood was rushing to my head as all these girls I knew were staring at my hard-on all the time while Sheila was gripping it tightly, shaking it at them. Sheila began to stroke my dick in front of the girls. Oh my God, I thought. She’s gonna make me cum right in front of them. I was so fucking hard by that time I knew it wouldn’t take long. I wanted to cum in the worst way, yet I wanted this moment to linger as long as possible.

The girls were continuing to react as they watched Sheila jerking me off. They continued gawking at my dick, watching Sheila’s hand rubbing the length of my dick, watching my reactions to the handjob. It was more than I could take. I shot all over my shirt and Sheila’s hand and arm. The girls were taken aback, I think.

I suspect they were not sure exactly what they expected to see. They looked at my dick shooting cum, they looked at my face, they looked at the cum. I was breathing as heavily as if I was running the mile, moaning uncontrollably as Sheila finished me off. Afterwords, I sat back on the sofa exhausted, a little embarassed to have them watch as the cum began to dribble down my cock as it began to shrink. The girls were murmuring and whispering among themselves, so I excused myself and went to the bathroom to clean up.

While I was in the bathroom, I began to catch on to what the little game was all about. I heard Sheila tell the girls, “See, that’s all you’ve got to do. If you make them cum, they’re happy, you don’t have to go all the way with them, and they’ll do just about anything you want them to do.”

It wasn’t long before Sheila’s little lesson seemed to have an effect on the whole neighborhood. There were a lot of us guys geting jerked off that summer.

Wherever you are, Sheila, thanks a lot.

Mutual handjobs in the parking lot Public sex « Exposing the cherry 

…I was still so turned on that I couldn’t just accept my prize and be on my way, so I reached for the zipper on his slacks and pulled his thick cock out. Of all the cocks I have seen, I think his has to be my favorite and I rarely passed up an opportunity to take it into my hands or my cunt. I reached between my legs and lubed my hands and grasped his cock, working it up and down. He had a special way he liked me to handle his cock and I took no time doing so. My fingers glided easily over the head of his cock and soon he shot a huge load which landed on my sweater, the dash, and my face. He handed me a towel to wipe up with as he cranked the truck and drove me home.

 Wank Log: The Party

Her warm (and thank god, it was a cold night) hand moves my underpants to one side, dribbles a little saliva onto her hand and wraps around my shaft and begins stroking. Pretty soon, my self-made lubrication oozed out into the gooey mix, making it extra slippery.
Me: “Uhh, R, where…” (This is one circumstance I still don’t know how to begin to say)
R: “Right here (motioning to her breasts)”

conclusion at Wank Log: The Party

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Oh Honey, Make Yourself Cum for Me

A well-written masturbator’s autobiography

By Jim

Most people, especially today. find they have a need for down time. To me masturbation is a part of that personal down time. If possible, when I’m in the house alone, I will undress and just enjoy walking around the house nude. I’ll usually put on some acoustical music and close my eyes and imagine how my orgasm will be. I decide how I will make love to myself.

Usually I’ll become erect thinking about what I want to do to myself. Once I’m erect I’ll open my eyes and look at my penis but not touch it. By not touching myself right away, I soon find the strong urge to do so. Eventually I’ll find the urge too strong and began to pull the foreskin up and down, but doing so quite slowly. Once the sexual tingle begins, I try different ways of touching myself. If I become aroused quickly, I will try to just slightly rub the back of my penis with just my index finger. This usually just teases me and holds my arousal at a certain point which causes my sexual instinct to apply more friction, which I fight not to do.

Eventually, I’ll let my instinct override my desire to hold back and began to stroke with all fingers and thumb. When I reach a certain point, I’ll see a drop of pre-cum ooze out the slit and for some reason this intensifies my sexual feelings. The pre-cum makes me think of my orgasm and for some reason I enjoy immensely watching myself ejaculate. Sometimes at this point I am so turned on that I will scoop up the drop of pre-cum and lick it off my finger.

It usually won’t be long until I can hold back no longer but I try as hard as I can to not reach the point of no return. Barely touching myself will send shivers of ecstasy throughout my body and the desire to let myself go increases greatly, but I hold back knowing that the longer I put off orgasm, the larger the volume of cum I will ejaculate and thus the longer I can watch it spurt from my penis.

FIRST ATTEMPTS

I was about 11 and was taking a bath, washing my private area with a washcloth and got an erection. At this point, erections were uncomfortable and a just a pain. I’d been having them since about 7-8 years old. I noticed that rubbing the washcloth over the head of my penis felt kind of good, but before long the intensity got stronger and I got a little afraid that I was doing some damage to myself and quit.

It was a couple of years later that I actually had my first orgasm. I feel kind of weird about it but my oldest sister masturbated me.

My first experience was kind of innocent. I had gotten stung by a bee that had crawled up my summer shorts. My oldest sister was the only other person at home at the time and she knew how to take care of it. I had to pull my shorts down so she could get the stinger out and put a poultice on the sting. The shorts had built in briefs, so she saw my penis, which was embarrassing. She was about 18-19 though and I trusted her to not make fun of me, which she didn’t do. After she held the poultice to the sting for a while, I became erect, which really embarrassed me. I apologized to her and told her I didn’t understand why my penis did that.

She told me it was ok, and asked me if it didn’t get hard when I masturbated. I had never heard the word before and told her I didn’t know what it meant. She said, you know, when you rub your penis to make it feel really good. I told her I had never done that before. She was kind of surprised and she said that if I did, it would probably make me forget about my bee sting. I told her I didn’t know how to do it so she told me she would do it for me so that I’d know how to do it and that it would make me forget about the bee sting. I was curious as to what she was talking about and again, I trusted her so I said OK. She began to pull my foreskin up and down my shaft, slowly at first and asked me if that felt good. Her warm hand did feel good but I really didn’t feel anything else at first.

My erection got harder and I didn’t understand why. In a few minutes I could start to feel a little tingle and the tingle felt kind of good. As the tingle became more intense, I remembered the time I had rubbed the washcloth over the head of my penis and I kind of panicked. She reassured me that that was the way it was supposed to feel.

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 … Today wifey had to go out, and since it has been almost 2 weeks since my last masturbation session, I just had to update and post here.
No sooner had wifey headed out the door, and driven off, I was already in search of the illustrious tube of KY.
After some searching, I finally found it.
Wifey must have known that I was going to masturbate today, because the tube was not in its usual place.
She had moved it into the bathroom and hidden it in a drawer.
Once that tube was in hand, it was off to the computer room where my pants were at my ankles before my ass was in the chair.
Hmmm, this seems to be a pattern here, as it was something that used to be a common almost every day practice a few months back.

… With the warn weather that day, there was no shortage of scantily clad women, and Red told me that she wanted to do me a couple of times while we sat in the back of her vehicle where I could watch the young half dressed women come and go from the event.
Red ensured that I would enjoy the pleasure she would give me, and along with the added thrill of getting caught with my pants down, hard cock in Red’s hand, and her masturbating me in a public place added to the intense pleasure that she gave me on all 3 times that she masturbated me that day.
In the end, I had a sore cock from all the masturbating, but it was worth every minute. …

Here_I_Cum: Saturday June 14