Guided Masturbation Novels & Stories

One night only, I only need to try it once to keep going. He rips the towel from my waist and tosses it aside to lower his hand and search for my penis. So many times thinking about this, imagining what it would be like to have her with her legs open for me. I introduce my fingers stimulating and watch her from above as her lips remain apart. "Aren't you going to say something cheesy?" He gasps and looks at me, we masturbate each other looking into our eyes, melting into each other and this room, "Or something dirty?"

“Now, I’m going to help you fuck yourself with this. You’re going to learn how to take it deep and slow while I play with you. If it gets too much, use your words. Green, yellow, or red. Clear?” “Yes, Sir,” I whisper, my voice already shaky. He guides my right hand back between my legs and wraps my fingers around the thick base of the dildo. His larger hand covers mine, showing me the angle. “Slow circles first,” he instructs. “Get it nice and wet. Then push it inside yourself. I want to watch this greedy little pussy stretch around it.” My face burns with embarrassment as I obey. I press the fat head against my opening and slowly rock backward. The stretch is immediate when I start to push

“Go sit on the table. She did as he said, lifting her body onto the table. He dragged a chair in front of her and sat down. "Now play with yourself"He says.. She spread her legs, blushing. She’d never masturbated in front of a man before. She felt vulnerable and shy and he was watching her face, smiling. “Be a good girl,” he coaxed. “Rub your pretty pussy for me.” She tentatively touched her fingers between her legs, rubbing the tips over her clit in a circle, parting them to straddle the sides of it as she rubbed up and down. The more she touched, the more comfortable she became, until she wasn’t thinking about it at all. She was tracing down her slit with one finger, parting the lips for h

"It will be some time before we finish. Don't tense up your body. Otherwise, I can't help you." I began to feel some relief in my chest, and the pain eased slightly. A strange feeling surged within me. Suddenly, I noticed his unfocused gaze when our eyes met. Judging from his state, he seemed to be carried away by the heat of the moment. I could feel him becoming more and more aroused. Meanwhile, my body was throbbing so badly that I couldn't help but lean in closer. At that moment, I felt myself losing control once more. Charlie gently reminded me to change positions. "Babe, this isn't making it very easy for me. Could you move over?"

He grabbed his d**k and started stroking himself, watching him stroke himself made my p*ssy tingled. "Now, start playing with yourself" "Huh?" I asked. Play with myself? That's something I haven't done that before. "Play with yourself, I wanna watch you play with yourself" Well, maybe I should give it a try. My fingers found their ways to my p*ssy and started rubbing it, while my other hand grabbed my breast. I began to massage my breast as best as I could, while my fingers gently dipped in my p*ssy and started thrusting in and out.

Brittany giggles and shakes her head, “Not at all. Sex is like a slow build up, and sometimes, well, most of the time in my case, you don’t actually get off. Mastrabating is to the point, intense, and you are in total control, so you can make it as fast or slow as you want, or as many times as you want. I have a vibrator I use. The thing gets me off in, like, 10 seconds if I want it to. I can give myself orgasm after orgasm for as long as I want with it, and my limbs all feel like jelly afterward. It’s great.” “A vibrator does that?” I ask, wondering if I bought one, if I could figure out how to use the thing. “Well, yeah. You can do it with your fingers too, but I’m lazy and like the vibrat

I take turns circling my fingers against my swollen clit and pumping them in and out of me while Adam looks like he’s combusting. I think it’s the moaning of his name that’s doing it and how my back arches and I grind into my hand. By the way, he was the one who taught me this during the times we had encounters in the past. He'd done almost everything to my body, so now I don't feel embarrassed to do to myself what he did to me. “What now, Adam? Aren't you going to ask your powerless slave nicely?"

CHAPTER 3 Esther felt bad for the guys. It can’t have been easy for them, they had to stand as still as possible and let her do her thing. They must be dying to thrust their hips, correct her technique, or just grab her with both hands and force themselves all the way inside her. She wasn’t sure if she would object if they did. ‘Please take one of the male subjects’s hands, and use them to masturbate yourself.’ The male subjects were then instructed not to assist, or control the action. For the first guy that meant letting his arm go completely limp. For the other guy it went completely rigid.

“Do it slowly.” A shiver went through me. I slid my hand down between my legs and pushed my finger inside. I gasped…the wetness made it slide in too easily, my walls clenching around it. “Put in another finger,” he murmured. I obeyed, slipping a second finger in. Another gasp tore from me. Fuck… I was so wet. “Now fuck yourself with your fingers,” he said, voice low and sharp. “Go slow. Twist upwards while you move.”

"If I tell you to get naked for me, would you?" "I would not." "Okay," he laughs. "That one was harsh. What about just the shorts." "Are you mad?" "Alright. If you cannot get naked then how do we learn? Want me to get a girl over and let her show you how it's done? The masturbating part, actually." "No," "Then slide your hands into your shorts and touch yourself, sunshine. Now, this is different. There's no getting naked. Just rub, stroke... My hands move with their own accord. Jason's eyes never leave mine as my fingers brush with the sensitive nub. My hands meet with sticky wetness and I gasp.