A LITTLE BACKGROUND I had always been a one-and-done kind of guy. If I jerked off in the shower in the morning, it took a lot to get me aroused again and ready to perform that evening. I had learned this the hard way (no pun intended) one Labor Day weekend. Suzy was a junior at St. Agatha’s, an all-girls school across town. We’d met at the Blue Grass Swim Club, where we were both lifeguards. We hit it off the very first d...

Watching Her As Kevin walked into the house, he noticed how strangely quiet and still it was. Not eerie but quiet in a way that was a bit unsettling and arousing too. How could this even be? he thought to himself. Where was Kim? She was always there to greet him when he came in the door. Kevin began to search in earnest for Kim, going from room to room. As he walked quietly upstairs (why did he feel it important to be qui...

Sometimes it’s just nice to masturbate at a nice leisurely pace. Made easy by sleepiness late home and alone from an evening’s shift at the resto. The real pleasurably leisurely part made by lying out after a piping hot bath, heated through and melting my naked flesh on to the bed. Dreaming at the ceiling, I’m looking through the clouds created by my patchy, quick and cheap decorating, and into a misty, grey heaven. Somew...

If I hadn't been so unbelievably hard and horny, I might have hesitated before joining Wren in my bed. But my need to come overrode all other thoughts. I hurried toward my friend, who was still flushed. Standing at the bedside, I was suddenly unsure. Did she really want me to climb in with her? Maybe she'd meant that I should jerk off at a safe distance. Wren seemed to realize my uncertainty. With a playful grin, she ease...

I suppose what Nancy and I did down there could be called a “circle jerk.” I had dared her to masturbate against one arm of my favorite sofa while I did the same thing straddling the opposite side. I wasn’t sure she’d do it, but she accepted my challenge. We had witnessed each other climaxing as we rubbed our genitals on the rough cloth of the couch. Just after we finished, we sat there together, holding each other and ki...

I showed up for my date with Cindy at six-thirty on Saturday, but she wasn’t dressed for a date. She was wearing tight pink pedal pushers and a gray sweatshirt. After opening the door, she looked in both directions and quickly pulled me inside, explaining that her parents and her sister would be out for several hours. “I hope you don’t mind if we hang out here. I can still get dressed and we can go to the movies if you wa...

“Mom! Oh my God! I can get my whole hand in there. It’s so wet and snug!” “Umph! That’s the point!” I grunted at my son as I massaged oil into breasts. He had his hand inside the turkey, pushing in my mother’s stuffing recipe. This year, for the first time, he had asked if he could help. I think, having his own woman in his life was starting to make him think about the future, and domestic activities. “That was gross. I’m...

I didn’t see Cindy again until Monday at school. She was friendly but never mentioned our date. I became convinced that I was just another check mark on the list of boys she had teased. I couldn’t complain. I had felt the naked tits of the hottest girl in school and sucked her nipples. That memory alone would provide hours and hours of masturbation fantasies. On Thursday, Cindy stopped me in the hallway and asked if I cou...

My husband gingerly picked up the small book, as if he feared touching it might contaminate him. Sitting to the side of his desk, I looked from the book's obscene cover to Jacob's face, wondering if I would discern more than blatant disgust in his eyes. He wasn't always so proper, I reminded myself. Before we were married, he was quite persuasive in convincing me to try all sorts of filthy acts, both in bed and out. But n...

“Wait Mike, I think this is it,” I said, stopping in front of a nondescript building and glancing back at the address on my phone after noticing the line of people waiting at the door. There was a sign on the front of the building advertising a law office, but I guessed it was meant to be intentionally misleading, fitting with the speakeasy theme of the bar we were looking for. My husband backtracked and took a closer loo...