Masturbation Monday: Memories of Katie

Memories of Katie

As the first rays of sun caressed Summer's body she stretched, and began to slowly wake. Opening her eyes she turned her head, and stared at the empty space next to her. Reaching across Summer smoothed her hand over the cold sheet, before turning her head away and stared at the window.

Summer hated waking up alone yet refused to allow anyone to sleep next to her, and had ever since the only person she had ever really loved, Katie, had left for the city. The two of them were supposed be going together but never having gone further than the small town, a few miles from the village where she lived, Summer had got cold feet at the last minute. Now every morning when she woke she would stare at the empty space, think of Katie and dream of what could have been.

Together the two of them had been the perfect couple, hardly ever apart and even the narrow minded villagers who, at first, shunned the pair of them as they walked around like any other couple grew to admire them, as they refused to buckle to the pressure of their parents to find nice boys and settle down, as they put it.

Summer closed her eyes, pictured Katie next to her and felt a warmth coursing through her body, a warmth which sent tingles of electricity to her nipples, hardening them instantly, before continuing down through her stomach and coming to a stop between her legs.

Slipping her hand in to the top of her white, cotton, panties Summer stretched to her full length and began to rub her swollen lips. Moaning Katie's name as she flicked her erect clitoris the feelings only Katie had ever caused her to feel surged through her body and, as her orgasm began to take hold, a lone tear fell from her eyes. It was then Summer finally realized that to be happy she had to bite the bullet, and head for the city.

©JSMorbius

Tantalizing Tuesday Teaser: If only it was really you

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If only it was really you

I'd brought the toy the day I saw you advertise it for the first time, I just had to. It was the next best thing to having what I really wanted, what I knew I would never have, you.

Modelled on your own beautiful, thick, cock it was amazing. The swollen head looked as good as it did in your pictures, your balls had been recreated perfectly and even the slit in the end looked as though it could really explode with your seed, something I had dreamed of so many times.

The day it arrived I tore it out of it's packaging, and hurriedly fixed it to the arm of my fucking machine. Stripping I lay back on my bed, grabbed the lube from the bedside table and used it to smother my ass, and your cock, before wrapping my fist around my hard shaft.

Pressing the on button I felt the thick head of the toy push against my hole, began stroking my cock and groaned loudly when the swollen head entered me. Closing my eyes I turned the speed of the machine up, dreamed it was really you fucking my ass and masturbated until I finally exploded over my chest.

©JSMorbius

Masturbation Monday: The wait is almost over

The wait is almost over

For years I had been searching for the perfect woman, the woman I wanted to spend every second of my life with, only for years I had been looking in the wrong fucking place. It was purely by chance we spoke that day but, after seeing your words on the screen, your smiling image just above them, I knew my search was finally over.

Now, as I lay in bed, a smile formed on my lips and I started to think about you again, just like I did every morning when I woke up alone. In fact you were all I had thought about ever since we first met online and, after spending the last eight months getting to know you, I had been looking forward to the day we finally met in person, and that day was finally here.

In less than six hours, you were going to knock on my front door and I would at last be able to wrap my arms around your gorgeous body, pull you close and finally place my lips against yours. Just the thought of being able to hold you close, your body pressed against mine, your small, yet beautiful, breasts pressing against my chest caused my cock to harden rapidly.

Slowly I ran my hand down over my chest pausing only to pinch, and harden, my nipples before wrapping my fist around my hard shaft. Closing my eyes I pictured your beautiful, naked, body lying there next to me and began to stroke my hardness slowly.

The longer I masturbated the more I began to wish you'd just burst through my door, and catch me. Nothing turned me on more than being watched by a beautiful woman, as I stroked my own cock, nothing except for the thought of that beautiful woman taking control and fucking my ass with a large strap on.

Keeping hold of my shaft I reached for my bedside cabinet and eased open the top drawer , After rummaging around for a few seconds I found what I was looking for, and removed it. Keeping my eyes closed, and stroking my hardness slowly, I opened my mouth and lifted what I had removed from the drawer to my lips. Flicking my tongue out I felt the head of the toy, opened my mouth as wide as I could and began to suck the fake cock greedily.

Once it was wet enough I removed it, parted my legs and began to tease my tight virgin ass, pushing and probing until I felt the thick rounded end slide inside me. Slowly I eased the toy as deep in to my ass as I could as I felt my legs start to tremble violently. Knowing I was about to come I tensed my body, determined to hold back as long as possible and began to stroke myself furiously.

With my heart pounding in my chest, and sweat covering my forehead, I finally relaxed. Screaming out your name I bucked my hips, driving the toy against my prostate as I did and began to come. Fucking my ass violently with the toy I milked every drop of my seed from the end of my cock, covering my chest in a river of my white milky fluid, until I collapsed breathlessly, the toy still embedded deep inside my ass, and began dreaming of when you arrived to fuck me with your very own, very real, cock.

©JSMorbius

Masturbation Monday: Dreaming of you

Dreaming of you

I couldn't believe what I was doing. It was the middle of the afternoon and I should have been getting ready for my night shift, only I wasn't. Instead I was laying back on my bed, totally naked, with one hand between my legs teasing my wet pussy, pinching my nipples and causing them to harden with my other hand and all because of you. I had never thought of another woman the way I was thinking about you right at this minute, and it was all your fault.

Seeing you in the shower, at the gym yesterday made me feel things I had never felt before and I watched you furtively as you massaged your firm, yet large, breasts, pretending to wash yourself but secretly, or so you thought, occasionally flicking your nipples before running your hand over you stomach to between your legs.

I had to quickly look down, and carry on washing myself, as you glanced around the shower to make sure you weren't being watched, before I heard you gasp. Looking over at you again I watched, transfixed, as you rubbed between your legs vigorously before you finally let out one final gasp.

For a few more seconds you stayed under the shower, letting the water cascade down over your body, your face flushed with the ecstasy of your self-induced orgasm and I could feel my own pussy tingling between my legs.

Pressing my thighs together, my fingers buried deep in my pussy, my body glistening with sweat, I carried on masturbating as I wondered what it would be like to let a woman touch me the way I was touching myself. I wanted to feel the soft, delicate touch of a woman against my skin, instead of the rough hands of a man, her soft lips trailing kisses down over my breast, my stomach, my pussy.

Fuck I had never felt as turned on as I was now and, as I felt my body tingling as though I had been hit with thousands of volts, I began to buck wildly, my orgasm tearing through my whole body, my juices covering my fingers before running out of me on to the bed.

As my body slowly began to come down, from the most intense orgasm I had ever had, I decided I had to go back to the gym, had to see her again and then maybe, hopefully, she would be the one to finally show me sex could really be beautiful.

©J S Morbius