Visit to an English Doctor

Guided Masturbation Stories

Visit to an English Doctor

from alt.sex.masturbation, 1995

He squeezed the tip to check the opening, and found it red. Finding swelling in one of the seminal vesicles, the doctor said that he would have to examine the sperm. I was wondering if I was going to have to perform in front of him, not something I looked forward to. He asked me if I would be comfortable with masturbating to generate the sample or have it produced electrically. I had heard that bulls are milked for samples electrically, and thought that if I was going to have to get it off in the doctors office, that a hands off approach could be a new and possibly refreshing pleasure.

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Xmas Eve Masturbation Memory

Xmas Eve Masturbation Memory

By Earl Flen, December 2015

Christmas Eve always brings back my favorite masturbation memory.

So long ago. 1964. I was 19.

My first real love Bett and I had gotten back together a few weeks earlier after a breakup when I’d first entered college. Sitting on her couch late Christmas Eve with just the lights of the tree on. Her parents had gone to bed. By now Bett and I were very accomplished “heavy petters”. (We were a little behind the curve, folks, I admit; in those days we weren’t courageous enough to fuck yet. You didn’t fuck until you were at least engaged to be engaged we thought. ) We had been ‘necking’ that night for a good half an hour. It was kind of romantically perfect in the low light and the soft Christmas music. I still remember her kisses as probably the best that ever were.

We had gotten to that stage where the French kisses were long and very passionate, we were breathing hard. I had already gotten the top of her dress open and had been indulging in her favorite play: I kissed and sucked her nipples in between French kisses while she held my head to her chest and guided me from one breast to the other – the girl was in charge of just how far a guy could go, at least that was the way it was for me and other “nice” boys. From there she would give me some body signal to begin sliding my hand up under her skirt for that long slow advance to her pussy. Continue reading

I hate doctor visits

Guided Masturbation Stories


I hate doctor visits

alt.sex.stories, 1996

“Well just tell me if anything hurts,” she instructs. By this
time she has pushed my penis up against my stomach and is holding
it there with her right hand. Her thumb and fore finger gently
hold both sides of my penis just below the glans while her left
hand slowly and deliberately massages each testicle, in turn,
though my sagging scrotum. She then turns her attention to my
penis.

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A Dream About One Of My Asian Muses

A Dream About One Of My Asian Muses

BY IN LOVE WITH KATE MOSS

I always alter or change the names of the people in my stories.

The first thing you should know is I’m here totally naked, lovingly masturbating my penis to a beautiful Asian MILF friend of mine.  It’s a beautiful session I’m enjoying while my wife is out of the house

My favorite masturbation muses are women I know. Most of them are actually good friends of either my wife or myself, or both of us. I enjoy their smiles, their sexy asses, their legs and feet, and just generally the fantasies that swirl around them in my mind.

Chin-Zen is one of those muses. She’s an American, but her parents were both born in China. About 5’3″ and 115-pounds. Black hair to her collar, and nice ass and cute legs and feet. Her smile is so sweet, with hardly a hint of her 47-years showing up in faint lines on her face. She’s a MILF with two elementary school age children.

I had met her husband, Jack, a year or so before I ever met Chin-Zen. I finally met her one night when my wife Cheryl and I were at some cocktail party and Jack and Chin-Zen were there. She had on this cute, very short cocktail dress and high-heel sandals. The first thing I thought of when I saw her? I’ve got to masturbate to her!”  Continue reading

In Love with Kate Moss: I masturbate over Donna and a MMF fantasy

I masturbate over Donna and a MMF fantasy

by In Love with Kate Moss

This masturbation fantasy is based on people I know.  I’ve changed names.

Donna is one of my best friends. Early 50’s, about 5’3″, Graying hair to her shoulders and brown eyes (she was a brunette until a couple years ago). I love to masturbate to her and have done so for more than 21 years, ever since I’ve known her.

I’ve always had MFM fantasies. About 14 years ago she had this boyfriend, Harrison, early 30’s, about 5’9″, good looking guy. She would always tell me and my wife Cheryl what a big cock he had. They made such a beautiful couple.  Donna had nice, firm breasts, a very sexy ass, cute smile and sexy hips, and I would fantasize about watching them make love.

I was always hoping to do a threesome with them. My fantasy always involved us starting in hetero fashion, me fucking her from behind while she sucks Harrison’s cock, then reverse. Then she sits on his cock reverse cowgirl and begin to fuck.   Continue reading

Jacking Off With An Audience

Guided Masturbation Stories


Jacking Off With An Audience

These days, it’s a challenge to enjoy sex in a safe, responsible way. Several years ago I launched an experiment in safe sex which brought me two of the most exciting evenings of my life.

I guess I’ve always been a closet exhibitionist, one who is especially attracted to the joys of self-pleasuring. Why not try to meet others who enjoyed masturbation and share the fun together? It seemed like a good idea.

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I Meet Toni’s Mom

I start to strip. It’s a strange sensation, a strange scene. Toni’s standing there, her mom is sitting in her draftsman’s chair, relaxed as can be, watching me disrobe without the least look of embarrassment. She’s not excited, she’s not tense. Guys are meat to be naked for us, I think she’s thinking. So I get on with it. Toni watches. She looks at her mom every now and then and then smiles at me. She’s proud of me. She can tell something. She’s recruited a good one.

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Cum in the Sand

Aren’t you going to masturbate?” she snickered, teasing me for being paralyzed since I just stood on the sand in front of her and stared at her naked pussy. The open side of her bikini lay across her thigh as if someone had torn the bottom of it off her cunt. I couldn’t get over how sexy it was to have seen the way she’d snapped it open to expose herself. I realized right then it wasn’t the first time she’d done this to some pathetic guy.

 

CUM IN THE SAND

By Earl Flen 

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First Time Masturbating

Chronic Masturbation Stories


First Time Masturbating

One night, I was as my cousin’s house, another boy, a year younger than me whom had engaged in some minor exploration such as the game afore mentioned, and some degree of touching. During the day, while we were engaged in playing with some Star Wars toys, I asked him if he could make his penis grow. He just kinda looked at me with a puzzled expression, and said, “What are you talking about.” I explained in more detail, “Sometimes, I can make mine get big by tapping up on it.”

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The Foot Massage

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. Continue reading