Helping Hand by a Nurse

Helping Hand by a Nurse

A nurse provides a patient relief

     I am a 34 year old nurse in a local hospital in Iowa. I wont let
out the name of the city for obvious reasons. My name is also not the
actual, but the story I am going to relate is true!
     I got interested in nursing during high school, when a bunch of us
girls volunteered at one of the hospitals. We were basically a type of
candy striper,I suppose. Out of 5 girls who started out, only two of us
stuck with it for any length of time. Then I am the only one who
actually made nursing my career.
     I am married with two children. My husband satisfies me sexually
very well. But I have an obsession that takes over quite often during my
job as a nurse. I love jerking guys off! It is almost a passion with me.
It started when I was doing the volunteer work. Since I had expressed
interest in going on into the nursing profession, I eventually got a
part time job at the hospital after school and on weekends. It didn't
pay very much in the form of money, but it was invaluable since I was
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Masturbation Stories : Caught in the Act 1

… By the time I was seventeen I had been caught several times by classmates and once by a teacher masturbating through my trousers in the classroom. I think the teacher was excited by it; all he said was: “There’s a time and place for everything, Blake!” – and crossed his legs. I was seen by a girl in the park when I was masturbating in the park after peeing behind a tree. She also seemed to be rather enjoying the sight. I once masturbated in the shower booth at the swimming pool. It was an individual shower but with no door and those passing me could see clearly what I was doing.  …

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In Love with Kate Moss: Cammie beach story

A major shift in my masturbatorial attitude toward Cammie seemed to take place on Thanksgiving morning in 2016.  I was walking the beach near my house when I approached this woman looking for seashells.  It was a cool day, and we had on jackets.  I could see a nice, mature female ass as I came near.  As I got closer, the woman looked up at me.  It was Cammie!


Cammie beach story

By In Love with Kate Moss

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Billy Gets a Babysitter – Chapter Four

Billy Gets a Babysitter


Chapter 4

When billy and his Mommy got home, Kathy and Becky were full of questions on how it went with his new babysitter. Billy told them that they did their homework together (with billy naked), and then afterwards they watched TV and then it was his bathtime.

“Did Tiffany play with your peenie in the bathtub”, Kathy asked, with a big smile.

“No, but She let me play with myself and She left me alone in the tub to do that for a while”, billy told Them.

“You must have been so excited billy”, Becky said. “What was Tiffany wearing”, She asked.

‘Oh, just a tshirt and panties, Her legs and feet were bare”, he replied.

Both girls smiled and Mommy said, “you must have been beside yourself with horniness, you poor thing. Did Tiffany dry you off”, Mommy asked. 

“Well She dried me off, but She didn’t touch my peenie”, Billy told Them. Continue reading

Billy Gets a Babysitter – Chapter Three

Billy Gets a Babysitter


Chapter 3

The very next day was the first day that billy was going to be babysitting. His Mommy told him to meet Tiffany at the bus area after school, and She would take him to Her house. Billy was full of dread during the day. He was scared of girls in general, and even more scared of Tiffany right now, but there was nothing he could do about it. He just hoped that She would be nice to him.

He went to the bus area after class, and immediately noticed Her. She was wearing a very short plaid, school girl skirt, with Her Bare legs showing and sandals showing her bare toes. Billy couldn’t help but notice. He felt a stirring in his peenie. It had been almost six weeks since Mommy had let him spurt, and he was constantly aroused. And the sight of this cute middle school hottie, wasn’t making it any easier.

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Billy Gets a Babysitter – Chapter Two

They did love to tease him, so part way through his homework, They both stood beside him, at the table, and lifted Their tshirts, so that he could see Their panties, and They told him to play with himself. Which he did of course…


BillyGets a Babysitter


Chapter Two

The next morning, things were as usual at the house. billy got up early, and went downstairs, naked and tidied up the kitchen and family room from the night before. he waited for his Sisters and Mommy to come downstairs and then went to Their rooms to make Their beds and tidy up. And then, he went back downstairs and cleaned up their breakfast dishes and made himself breakfast, cleaned up his dishes, and then upstairs to shower, shave his body, and get ready for school. Mommy never said a word to him and his Sisters just snickered about his purple and swollen penis. Continue reading

Billy Gets a Babysitter Chapter One

“For now, you stay exactly like that, do not pick up any panties, do not take those ones off that you have half on, keep that other pair around your stupid peenie, and keep playing with yourself. Get yourself rock hard and leaking, and you had better be that way when Mom gets home. I want her to see you exactly as we found you”, Becky told him.


BillyGets a Babysitter


Chapter One

Billy was at home alone again. Three times a week, his little Sisters had after school activities, and his Mom was still at work. Of course billy did not have any after school activities, not like the other kids.

But billy enjoyed his time alone in the afternoon after school. He was home alone, naked, and he made sure his chores were done, and his homework done and on display for Mommy to check when She got home. But often, he could complete all of that in an hour or so, which meant he had another hour and a half to enjoy himself.

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Earl Flen: Granny Begins My Addiction

Granny Begins My Addiction

By Earl Flen

If I am a chronically addicted masturbator (and I am), my first “pusher” was my grandmother. It was she who “strung me out” and made me so that any time I get the chance, I masturbate, even after all these years since she first got me addicted to it.

When I was about 11 my parents sent me to stay with her for a week while they went out of town. I told my mother I didn’t want to stay with Grandma because she was fat and I didn’t like her. And she was fat, around 250 pounds, I guess. She had a bulging tummy, fat thighs and a huge ass. She sort of rolled when she walked and I thought she was awful. My mother just smiled and told me that’s where I was going anyway.

At Grandma’s house, I stayed in my room as much as I could. I had learned to masturbate that summer and I thought that it would be the perfect time to jack off. Grandma was just letting me be alone in the guest room. I waited until I knew she was downstairs watching her TV and then I pulled my pants down and began to jerk off. Just as I was really getting into it, I looked up to see Grandma standing in the bedroom doorway. The look on her face scared me and my erection immediately deflated.

“Get your pants on and come downstairs immediately!” she said and went away.   Continue reading

Mrs. Bellano


Guided Masturbation Stories

Mrs. Sylvia Bellano

A young college student is very well cared for over the knee and between the bosoms of his landlady. Anonymous, circa 1995

– Part I

Before applying to college in 1963, I spent a number of weekends visiting prospective schools in Ohio and Pennsylvania. I had already heard a lot about Smithson College from my first cousin, Fred who was then in his senior year and full of stories about wild parties, road trips, and other mayhem. As a scholarship kid, he lived inexpensively off campus by renting a room from a widow who worked as a children’s librarian in the public library. In exchange for a modest rent and help around the house and yard, Fred enjoyed the benefits of a normal home. Mrs. Bellano did all the cooking and even took care of his laundry. In contrast to dorm life with its tiny rooms, bad food, and noise at all hours, Fred had it pretty good, especially since Mrs. Bellano was a great cook. The only downside was the need to observe basic household rules. Fred had to be in by 10:30 on weekdays and 12:30 on weekends. He also had to keep his place neat, do his chores on time, and not bring liquor into the house. Though he sometimes missed the freedom of dorm life, he saved a thousand dollars a year over the costs of campus room and board. And since he was a scholarship kid, he didn’t really have much of a choice. Living on campus was simply out of the question. Continue reading