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A Medley of Milking Stories

from the net, various dates Three stories of male milking   Milking a Husband July 31, 1999 That story about the two lesbians milking a man for his sperm so they could have a baby is wild. I did something similar to my own husband two and a half years ago. We had been married […]

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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

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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

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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”  

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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

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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

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