My First

My First

by BoundBalls

A boy has his first orgasm fantasizing about masturbating for neighbor girls.

This is what I was like when I was 13 years old. It's
a true story and the fantasy I was thinking at that
time. It was also my first experience with orgasm.
Hope you enjoy.
I can still remember being 13 and in my room alone in
the house teasing myself after a long day of swimming
with a bunch of girls my age. I was thinking about one
girl especially. She was my neighbor and was a few
years older (15+ I think). She was wearing her older
sister's bathing suit. Why I don't know, I guess
because she figured she was old enough. But anyway,
the top was probably a cup size to big for her and
with the suit being wet it seemed to stretched out
even more. This allowed me many glimpses through out
the day of her wonderfully youthful breast. Beautiful
perky cones with goose bumps. It was tough to conceal
at times the arousing effect it was having on me.   Continue reading 

Homework Handjob

Guided Masturbation Stories

Homework Handjob

alt.sex.stories, 1999

“I’m a virgin!” he splurted, red faced.
“Ahhh. Well, you’re in for a treat then. I bet you wank off, don’t
you? In the bathroom, in here… Just grab your cock and wank, right?”
“Yes…”
“I bet you’ve got some wank mags. Let’s see…” Mandy stood, and
walked over to Andrew’s bed. She slid a hand under the mattress and
pulled out three or four well used looking mags. She sat on the bed and
started flicking through the mags, smiling as she came across some pages
that were stuck together.
“These ones must have been good, Andrew. Come over here and sit down
with me. Let’s see if I can do something about that stiffy you’ve
got…”

Continue reading

I Got a Job as a Cum Provider

Guided Masturbation Stories


I Got a Job as a Cum Provider

alt.sex.stories, 1998

I was broke, in college and looking for something, anything
to cure my financial ailment. The add I found was strange.
“Young males wanted, Specialty taste club catering to the
unusual, Excellent pay, flexible hours, no selling. Call for
personal interview”

 

Continue reading

Early memories of masturbation

Guided Masturbation Stories

Early memories of masturbation

alt.sex.masturbation, 1999

My earliest memory of self stimulation happened when I was around 7. I
had begun to notice my penis more, probably due to
it’s newfound tendency to announce itself by getting stiff, like it was
trying to poke itself out of my shorts, or, in cases when
I was showering, say, “Hey, look at me. Touch me. Don’t I look like
fun?” I suppose it happened more often in the shower
with the blast of the shower jet stimulating it. I don’t remember any
sexual kind of feelings from the streaming water, but it
seemed to have some effect on my penis. One day after showering, I was
toweling off. My cock was still stiff from the shower,
and brushing the soft, but coarse fabric of the towel over it made me
shiver. Not the usual kind of shiver, like, it’s cold, or
something gave me the willies. This one started like a bolt of
electricity at the tip of my dick, shot right through it, and sent
tingles all through my body.

Continue reading

I WANT A PUSSY by Earl Flen

I WANT A PUSSY

By Earl Flen

I WANT A PUSSY.  No, I don’t mean I “want to fuck a pussy”; I mean I want to have my own pussy between my legs, because I love masturbating. I want to be “girlie” and experience all those feelings women seem to have. I know there’s supposed to be this thing called “penis envy” women are supposed to be plagued by. I think I’m afflicted with pussy envy. When I’m masturbating my cock I often imagine what it would be like to masturbate my own pussy if I had one.  I fantasize about it. I really want a pussy for my very own, to masturbate.

First of all just to spread my legs and expose that most private genital area to the open air has to be such a turn on. To be able to put my hands on my pussy and rub my vulva has to be so wonderful! Just to feel those pussy lips become swollen in arousal must be amazing – better than starting to get an erection? I’d like to find out.  Continue reading

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.

Continue reading

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.

Continue reading

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

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.

Continue reading