Solo Sex


Doggy-Style

"See you in three weeks Sophie," my friend Nathan called as he left and I walked in the other direction to catch the bus home, kicking myself for once again not telling him that I fancied him. And now, when I was eighteen, had finished my A-Levels and had the longest holiday ever, he was off on holiday and I had three weeks to kill before I saw him again. Of course, I'd be able to see my other friends, but it was hard living out isolated in our big house in the country. I spent most of the first week at home on my own, reading, surfing the net, walking the dog, and also, taking advantage of the privacy, masturbating.

Started small

We live on 3 acres about 6 miles from town and have one neighbor just across the road and another about a mile down the road. Other than that there isn't much out here but cornfields. Our back yard isn't fenced but it is totally enclosed by hedges and shrubs. The day before this all started, I was mowing the yard and cut off one of the pop-up sprinkler heads that had stuck up. I told my husband about it that night and he said it was my problem to fix because I should have been paying better attention when I was mowing. "Besides" he said, "I'm going fishing with the guys tomorrow morning and we won't be back for 2 days.

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.

Sweet Ecstasy

Kara planned everything out carefully and collected all the stuff she was going to need to execute her plan. She looked in the mirror as she got ready and studied the reflection looking back at her. She was about 5'6" and a slight 115 pounds. She had a nice size chest, 34 D. Sam loved them and couldn't get enough of them. She had curves in all the right places, which she was currently accentuating with a rhinestone studded thong and matching bra. Pulling on a simple pair of jeans with a belt and a blue button down shirt of her husbands, she brushed her sun streaked brown hair out of her face. Her long lashed green eyes studied the unassuming outfit. Perfect!

The Sex Chair

As soon as her parents drove away, Laurie McKay crept into their bedroom to search for the key to the closet. Being a curious girl, she wanted to know what kind of strange object they had stowed away in there. Whatever it was, her parents considered it such a secret that they didn't even speak openly about it in front of her, even to acknowledge its existence. It was up to Laurie to find out what they were hiding. She knew only what she had picked up from fragments of conversation that she had overheard when her parents didn't know she was listening.