Stw Masturbasi Novels & Stories

"And you have the Mother of All Orgasms last night after all this other stuff?" "Yes." "How many orgasms would you say you've had since you started this sex slave thing?" "Less than you might guess because the Slave Trainer is very effective. When I was wearing it, Master only allowed me to climax when swallowing his cum. He can't cum as often as I can, so I was very frustrated much of the time. I can still make myself orgasm, but he gets notified if I cum while it's in me, so he knows if it's with his permission. It also alerts him if I remove it. But other times I was allowed to cum quite freely. if I were to guess, I'd say between thirty and fifty times since Friday night."

God how I wanted to be the woman being spanked. I had to stop masturbating several times to avoid climaxing. Fortunately the video ended while I still had some control. Whoever posted that video had a couple others, all in the same style and approximately the same content. I watched them all. After I started the last one, I moved the chair and got down on the cold concrete floor. I was on my hands and knees facing the screen. I had the ping pong paddle in my right hand and began to spank myself at the same speed as the Domme in the video was paddling her sub. That sub had her hands between her legs and was holding a Hitachi Wand against her pussy. I didn't want to stop and go upstairs to gra

-NO. When I masturbate do I see Jackson? -NO. She assures me I am not lusting for Jackson, stating the flashes are due to the three of us working together in a non-traditional method to create a baby. My mind shows flashes of the three of us in more traditional methods. The doctor assures me many women experience active libidos. She asks me to describe my sexual encounters for the past six months. She states my masturbation is healthier than seeking multiple partners. Women aren’t publicized as having high sexual appetites or frequently masturbating...that doesn’t mean it is not natural. Women are sexual beings just as men are. Multiple partners increase my chances of STD’s, while suppressin

“Well,” Dr. Stevenson said before he glanced over at Tara and leaned in to speak quietly to just Frank, “I didn’t wanna mention it in front of your wife, but how often do you masturbate?” “Not often. We fuck a lot.” Frank replied without hesitation before he looked over at Tara, “He wanted to know how often I masturbate.” “Well, it does temporarily reduce the number of semen in the testes, so if you’re doing it too often that could be your problem. Simple as that.”

Assuming she had already gone to bed and couldn't hear the phone, he decided to surf the Internet on his laptop. He wanted to make love the last time he was with her and he felt a little "backed up" since he wasn't able to. He was looking to masturbate and then go to sleep. Jim entered a search phrase into his computer: BIG TITS. He clicked on several p**n sites that had women with large breasts playing with themselves, fucking well-endowed men, playing with toys, etc. He clicked on one website and was presented with an image that sent a jolt through his body and produced an instantaneous erection.

his eyes went down directly to the lines in between my boobs teasing me. If only he could suck them with his cock slamming fiercely inside me. “Kind of!" I admitted. “Well I could help you with that!" His voice was low this time. " Huh” " You could go home and get back to me tomorrow, then try limiting the times you masturbate, Maximum three times a day?” For a moment I thought he wanted to have sex with me right now. How can I fuck myself only three times a day? That's insanely low! I can't do that..

“Keep going, stroke that dick while imagining it inside of my wet pussy. Keep stroking! He shut his eyes and let his hands move faster. “Oh my-” I saw his pre cum gush out and my body was on fire. I needed him badly inside of me. We finished the dual masturbation after about ten minutes and we were both breathless. I could not wait for the next three days when we would have our three some sex. I adjusted the grip of my breast tube on my bossom area, making sure that it showed a good layer of my breast skin without showing any bit of my nipples.

My legs shake violently, muscles twitching uncontrollably. They still don’t stop. “Please… I’m begging you” I sob, gasping desperately for air between broken moans. “It hurts so good but I can’t take any more… please, just give me one minute—” Marcus places another fresh strawberry directly on my clit. All three of them take turns sucking it off, their tongues fighting over my most sensitive spot in a relentless, wet assault. The overstimulation is brutal now. Every lick feels like fire and electricity shooting through my exhausted body.

Afterward, he had me resume my kneeling position. He then asked how often I masturbated and how many times a day. Being a teenager I had replied that if I didn't have sex that day, I would masturbate as often as possible and sometimes more than twice a day. Father Bobby seemed disappointed in this answer and said that the school disapproved of masturbation and preferred the students spend their excess energy in extracurricular activities and prayer.

she thought, discreetly moving her hand to her pussy, fingers circling the swollen clit slowly, fresh juices moistening the tips, the touch sending shivers that made her nipples harden again, dried semen crusting on her breasts like a sticky second skin. "That was insane, you used me like a gangbang slut, thick cocks filling mouth, ass, and pussy until hot cum overflowed, I'm satisfied... for now," she said, her tone satisfied but provocative, blowing smoke in Marcos's face, the gray cloud dancing over his softened cock, as she touched herself more openly now, fingers shoving into her wet pussy, pumping slowly, juices dripping onto the floor, her ass throbbing with the movement, leaking more