Dual masturbation Stories

Dad came home for an extended stay in mid-December, full of himself because his team was closing in on isolating a new element. As usual, he let Mom assemble the celebratory tray before dragging her into the bedroom for what he, half proudly, half apologetically, explained as “celebrating their collision.” Very particle physicist. That night I made love to myself over and over to the accompaniment of their celebration mus...

When I looked outside the next morning, the first thing I saw was the sun dabbling across Levi’s apartment. Levi lived about three doors down from me, so from my window, I could see his whole building bathed in the soft warm light. But there was no sign of Levi himself, at least not at that moment. “Hey Josh?” came Brandon’s voice. I turned away from the window. Brandon was in the middle of a shower, and he’d left my bath...

“I have the kids until noon on Christmas day and then Bruce picks them,” arrived a text on my phone from Natasha a week before Christmas. “Jessie has my kids on Christmas day and I pick them on Boxing Day,” was my reply, “Do you want to hang out after Bruce picks the kids up?” Natasha and I had been friends for a few years. Natasha was separated and single. I was also divorced, but engaged to be married. However, my spous...

Late on a hot August afternoon I boarded the subway at 14 th Street, and sat down in the next to last available seat. At the following stop a black couple, obviously lovers, boarded and she took the seat next to me, with him standing in front of the two of us; leaving me staring at his right hip. I’d been kinda edgy all afternoon; knew my period was coming because I was as horny as a cat on a hot tin roof. I had been dayd...