I was working in a school for a change. I had been flirting (something I do a lot) with one of the staff. We had both been sent to a stock room on the other side of the building. Actually, it was more of a disused classroom, very large with lots of dexion shelving. I made sure I brushed against him a few times, and as usual, kept up my suggestive, and lewd banter.

He had to push past me to reach something and I stuck my ass out so that he couldn’t pass. Instead, I felt his hands on my hips and he ..more.

I know he is older, I don’t care. We talk, we flirt, but until last weekend, for him it was just fun, for me it would be the start of a jilling session. We were in my flat, just talking. As usual, I was being flirty and he, bless him, was responding in his own sometimes oblique way.

We were playing a game of "I have, You have"? You know, (Me)"I’ve jilled off in a public bathroom." (Him)"Well, I’ve jacked off on the beach." (Me, "I’ve ..more.

Last month I went to a wedding of a coworkers son. My husband did not want to go, so I asked my son in law if he would be able to escort me. He said he would and picked me up on Friday evening as planned.

I asked him if he would not leave my side and not say he was was my son in law, but act as my escort. This would make me look good having a young man by my side.

All night he was there getting me drinks and anything else I needed. We danced all night as I could feel his cock getting hard through his ..more.

It’s been going on now for almost a year and all I can say is WOW! First of all we observe each others bodies in the most intimate way possible. In ways that would normally be unbareably humiliating. We started by shaving each other in the bathroom, then the bedroom and now we always do it with one of us laying on the kitchen table. We put a quilt over the table and plastic under each others butts. We do it to each other once a week and it always turns into masturbating each other. We always plan the ..more.

I remember trying, oh, SO hard for my first "O". From about 13, lots of rubbing, dry humping, and internet porn, but I couldn’t get off. Not until I was 15. Then, well, there was no stopping me! When I wanted to cum, I came. Job done.

Uni was a great place for me to masturbate in lots of different places, and I fulfilled a self-imposed challenge to get myself off in every lecture theatre and seminar room I entered, and then I did it with other people there too. In short, in a few ..more.

I just read a story that was about me. A guy named Fremont wrote about an experience he had jerking off on a gals boots when he was young. I was that girl and I still have those boots.

When I was a teen I always liked horses and tried to get a job working on a ranch. That’s when I met "Fremont", that isn’t his name since I see him on TV now, at least I have a real good idea who he is and his name. I know we change a lot with age but I’d know him anywhere.

When I first met him he was ..more.

I am alone by choice, and have been for about eight years now. He is/was married until last year when his wife suddenly died. He is a private person, and did not like talking about his loss, but one night, I managed to get him to talk. He had driven me home and I had made us both a drink. I asked him how he was feeling and he told me that he was coming to terms with it, but he told me that the thing he couldn’t adjust to was a lifetime on his own. (Yes, he IS old enough for that to be a real ..more.

It was a Sunday late afternoon when I called my son in law. I knew that he had just gotten back from taking my daughter to the airport, so she would be ready for a Monday morning business meeting. She travels a good lot of the time and is hardly ever home. My husband was going to play poker with his golf buddies, and I was going to be alone.

He said why don’t you and I go out for something to eat and spend some alone time after? We picked a place and a time and the date was set.

At this point I went ..more.

I remember one afternoon I had bunked off school and was in my room, panties around one ankle and trying to get myself off. I was almost there, but couldn’t quite get over.

Then, right out of the blue and totally unexpectedly, my brother walked in on me. For all of five seconds he stood there, mouth open staring at me. I must have looked a sight, heels up by my ass, knees wide apart, fingers up my pussy, and then he just turned and walked out.

As soon as my pre-orgasmic brain internalised that I had ..more.

I had no idea that, at the age of 40, my brother (Neo) was searching for me at the same time as I was searching for him. We’d been adopted into separate familes as babies (I am a year older than him) and hadn’t known of each other’s existence until we were in our 30s.

After a year of searching, we found each other, and began a tentative contact via email. We lived over 200 miles apart and our jobs and families made it difficult to meet up, but I think we were both happy to take it slowly, and get to ..more.

It was a beautiful spring day yesterday so I decided to get some sun. I was reading some stories on here and I was getting really worked up. Now I don’t believe half the things I read here so I figured I would create a real story for all of you. I looked at an online classified listing for gardeners. After a little searching I called one and spoke to Jose. I told him I was leaving out of town and needed a gardener to come over asap so I could leave instructions. He agreed to be over in half an hour.

I ..more.

I first started helping myself to self pleasure when I was about thirteen years old. I had no idea what I was doing, but it felt so good, I sometimes did it two or three times a day. I remember the first time I did it, I "big O’d" and when you are only 13, it is a little scarey. It was two years before I was able to let go again.

Fast forward about a decade, and no, I was no longer a virgin. I lost that when I was 16, in the back of a Thunderbird with some guy who I never saw again. He ..more.

I started dating when I was 16. (Parents rules) no solo dates until I was 18, my sister and I are real close we shared a room and look after each other. When I turned 16 I was really interested in dating, but could not find another couple to double with. Most of my friends were experienced, probably still technically virgins with few exceptions, but they were way beyond getting a burger and hanging out in a public venue. My sister had some of the same issues when she was my age but see had two friends ..more.

That awful feeling at 13. My pussy felt like it was on fire, growing pubic hair, knickers rubbing against it, irritation, but then the feeling of how nice it was to scratch down there and then, then the finding of that little nub. The feeling of bursting to pee and fighting it back for so very long until that one night, alone in my bed, when, frankly, I no longer cared. If I wet the bed, I would tell mum it was one of those things. I remember, I actually tried to pee but instead, my first ever orgasm. ..more.

Ten years ago, when I was in my mid twenties I worked as a receptionist in a small office for a guy in his forties who was an importing agent. He was in the office at irregular times, sometimes on the phone for hours, sometimes discussing deals with his business friends. Since he had a city office it was an interesting job, and I knew I could always get a bit of time off here and there to attend to urgent shopping or other matters if necessary.

I had a slim figure then and think he hired me for my looks ..more.

The park is massive. It used to form part of the grounds of a large country house now long-since demolished. The vast expanse of lawns and plants allows people to wander and just drink in the scenery. I had other ideas.

I found a natural incline that allowed me to sit with my back supported. I intended to masturbate outdoors and had dressed in a short loose skirt and panties. I don’t wear, or need to wear a bra. (Still the same size I was when I was 13)

I had a few false starts. Somehow, I just ..more.

Before going to middle school, I was a tomboy and a square. I always did what I was told without much complaint. After making the transition to middle school, I decided that I wasn’t getting enough attention doing things the old way, so I started dressing more "girly" and breaking some of the rules–including sneaking around with boys.

The summer after sixth grade, I was invited to the birthday party of a guy friend. It was going to be a small party, at his parents’ house. ..more.

It hit my little brother (15) very hard. He took to his room and even from my room, I could hear him crying. He was at that age I guess all boys go through when they want to appear tough and macho, but losing his mum, or at least the prospect of it was too much for him to keep in.

When I went to bed that night, I could still hear him sniffing and I knocked on his door and went in. His room was typical "rebellious boy" painted black, curtains permanently closed, and posters everywhere. ..more.

I did something that I’ve never done, I wore the thongs for two days and one night. I even jilled in them several times, then I put them in with Chuck’s stash of panties and thongs.

The following morning Chuck went and got his bag of goodies, right away he picked out my thongs and held them to his face, his cock was rock hard. From my point of view I could clearly see the stain in the crotch. Looking up toward my room he started to jack off, then he did something I never saw him do. Not only did he ..more.

I was fifteen at the time and my brother had just turned thirteen that morning. It was a Saturday and the one Saturday of the month that both my mom and dad had to work. Dad worked full time and mom put in a half day. I don’t know what I was thinking that morning but I went to my brother’s bedroom and knocked. He told me to come in and we talked for a while and I wished him a happy birthday and gave him a quick kiss.

At that moment for whatever reason my hormones were running full blast and I said to ..more.