Masturbation


Fillmore Girls

It started as a typical Friday night for the Gilmore Girls: they had ordered pizza, rented one of their favourite movies, and Rory's boyfriend Dean was over to join them in their fun. Dean had been to enough of these Friday-Movie-nights to know that their favourite movies were ones that were easy to make fun of. Tonight was no exception, with the showing of "Plan 9 from Outer Space", generally accepted as one of the worst movies of all time. But, the badness of the movie determined the degree of fun to be had at the Gilmore house: the worse the movie is the more snide comments can be made about.

How Good it Felt...

It was a cold October, my friend John and I had just gotten off the bus as we walked toward his house, I told John that when we get to his house we should look at his dad's porn stash since he was away on a business trip. Many times I had asked John to but he never did want to. John said that if his mom caught him we would both be in a lot of trouble. I told him not to worry, that when we hear her get home we can turn off the video and put it back. John was a bit skeptical but agreed. As we were getting closer to the house I asked him if he had ever seen a girl naked. He simply said no and that he was not that eager to.

Mark and his Cousin

Mark was angry, he had to spend his saturday at his little cousins birthday party. He knew it was going to be a total drag. the would be nobody his age, just little kids and older women and men. There was one person he was really looking forward to seeing, and that was his cousin Ally. Now Mark was about 6,1' and was in decent shape, and had brown hair and brown eyes. Ally was 22, blonde, short, about 5,3' and had blue eyes. Her tits had to be about a C-cup, and were always stretching against Ally's shirt. Mark arrived at his aunts house, said hello to everybody and then found Ally. She was wearing blue short shorts and a tight white shirt. She looked gorgeous.

A Mothers Passion

Beverly walked around the house, staring at the fours walls wondering what to do with herself. Her husband died suddenly at the age of 53, leaving her alone, with her son Greg who was working part time and attending the local college. Beverly was 42 and still a very attractive woman. She's tried finding work, but the jobs available weren't worth much, so she decided that for now she would stay at home. Her husband had left her well off, so money wasn't an issue.

My Beautiful Step Mom's Birthday Story

It was my 16th birthday. I wasn't planning on doing much. Just have cake and ice cream. With a few family and friends. My dad had gone to the coast on a fishing trip. It was six o'clock and a few guest were arriving . To my surprise one of my step mom's coworker's and her son showed up he was just a few months older that me and we had been around each other on other outings. He attended a school that we played against in sports. But away from the guys from our schools we got along good. Now let me tell you about his mom Iris. She was a older mature woman not knowing her age I would guess her at around 40 at the time.

Watching Little Casey Next Door, Continued

"Oh my gosh, what time is it?" Casey suddenly jumped up, looking for the clock in Dan's room while pulling her t-shirt back down over her breasts. "My parents are gonna call around nine. Darn it!." The clock read 8:50. She jumped up, pulling her skirt down as she ran out of the room, leaving Dan naked on his bed to contemplate what had just happened. About two weeks ago, Casey, the cute little red-headed teddy-bear of a girl, his neighbors' youngest at sixteen, turned inexplicably into a lusty exhibitionist, giving him nightly shows of her masturbating from her bedroom next door.

Watching Little Casey Next Door

Dan Dixon, mid thirties and six years divorced, lives alone and works from home but is frequently on the road. His is the kind of lifestyle that doesn't lend itself to a stable relationship, and aside from the occasional part time girlfriend, he's comfortable being single. He's lived in his suburban house about ten years now, since he first got married, and then after his wife left him for a man who could pay more attention to her. He's been friends with his neighbors, the Sheridans, from the time they moved in, and has watched their four kids grow up and one by one move away.

From the club to the bedroom

It started off at my summer house along the beach. I go there every summer without my parents around to kind of just get away from the big city. I had a few friends there. Almost every night we would go out to various clubs to go dancing. I was feeling kind of down because my boyfriend & I had broken up so they decided to take me to a "special place". We ended up at a club about 15 minutes away. It looked normal from the outside. When we had walked in, it seemed more hoppin' than any club I had ever gone to. I walked over to the bar & told my friends that I would be out on the floor in a bit that I wanted to get a drink.

My First

My name is David; I grew up in a pretty stable home with my sister Mary. My parents weren't rich but they tried to give my sister and me many of the things the other kids had. When I was thirteen my parents went out of town for the night, to work on their marriage it turns out. They got a babysitter who was a senior in high school and a family friend to watch my sister and keep me from destroying the house. Her name was Heather and she was very beautiful; five foot eight, 120 pounds, dark brown shoulder length hair, 36C breasts and lightly tanned skin. She looked kind of like Ally Sheedy when she was in "The Breakfast Club". It was close to the end of the school year, the last weeks of May.

Good Man Bad Time

Natalie dropped her car down to second gear as the mountain road became steeper. It was snowing hard by now, and with night quickly approaching it was almost impossible to see the small signs put up at every crossroads. And, she admitted to herself, the tears weren't helping her visibility either. It was too painful to think about why she was crying, but the past two days kept replaying themselves in her head like a broken record she couldn't switch off no matter how hard she tried. As the snow started settling on the road her mind flashed back yet again to the events of that morning and the day before it.