Writings about Toys and Masturbation (436)
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ice kendy in neny

Submitted by on Friday, 18 May 2018 (3 days ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, Tagalog | Categories: Anal, First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags:

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Ate Cindy

Submitted by on April 29, 2018 (22 days ago)
Posted in Story: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: , ,

Itago niyo nlng po ako sa pangalang John Joseph. Nagta-trabaho sa Qatar bilang isang Engineer. Nasa pinas lang ang aking asawa na si Nichole at dalawang anak. May nakakatandang kapatid po ang aking asawa na tawagin natin sa pangalang Cindy. Na met ko na dati si Ate Cindy bago pa kami ikasal at botong boto naman siya sa akin kasi tahimik at mabait daw ako. Huwag na huwag ko lang daw saktan ang kapatid niya kundi tatamaan ako sa kanya. Matagal na nagtratrabaho sa Qatar si Ate Cindy at dahil na rin siguro sa sobrang busy at mapili sa lalaki kaya di parin nag-aasawa. Mabait, maganda at sexy si Ate Cindy kaya maraming nanliligaw pero puro busted. Year 2014 noong nabuntis ko si Nichole at nagpakasal narin kami. 2015 noong naramdaman namin ang hirap sa pinas at nagpasya kami na magabroad nlng ako. Swerte naman at natanggap agad ako papuntang Qatar Feb 2015. Nagmessage naman agad kami kay Ate Cindy at tuwang tuwa naman ito at sa wakas may makakasama na daw siya sa bahay kasi 2 months ng bakante ang kabilang kuarto sa Flat niya. Pagkadating ko sa Qatar parang di naman ako na homesick kasi sobrang napaka-supportive ni Ate. Pag gising ko sa umaga ay nakahanda na ang pagkain at pagkauwi naman ay may dinner na. Dalawa lang kami sa Flat kaya si Ate kung magdamit pambahay ay halos nakalabas na ang kaluluwa. Kaya minsan nahihiya ako magtambay sa sala. Lagi din ako ni reremind ni Ate na huwag humanap ng girlfriend kundi palalayasin at ipakukulong daw niya ako. Kung may kailangan daw ako, mags...

Ambiguous II

Submitted by on April 28, 2018 (22 days ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Fetish, First Time, Taboo, Lesbian Sex, Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: , , , , ,

Ambiguous IIAfter swallowing my load, Joy wiggled her way up my body.  She laid on top of me with her face next to mine, looking down into the pillow as I held her tight little naked body. I could feel her mound on my now-softening cock and our breasts were pressed together. I held her butt, cupping both cheeks. She was silent for several minutes, then raised her head and whispered in my ear:

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

I said stared at the ceiling and said nothing.

"Don't you think you owe me an explanation? That I deserve one?"

After a minute of piercing silence I replied, "It's not what you think, I'm not a guy... I'm not a ladyboy or transgender..."

And then it all came out, my whole sordid, awkward story. Joy became the first person I ever told. As I explained, I cried but I felt like the burden had finally been lifted. She became the first besides my family that knew my secret. She had a few questions and I answered them honestly. She cried too. Then we lay there silently for several minutes until I broke it.



"Now what?"

"Huh? What do you mean 'now what'?" She sounded hurt and a little irritated. Then continued, "I love you, Maricel".

Ane we fell back into silence for who knows how long. The first one to come back to life was Junior. He began stirring underneath her pussy. The little prick was getting hard again! Joy lifted her face...


Submitted by on April 25, 2018 (26 days ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Anal, Erotic Couplings, Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Fetish, First Time, Gay Male, Taboo, Lesbian Sex, Romance, Toys and Masturbation, Transsexuals, One Night Stand | Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

AmbiguousI was born in a condition known as Intersex. In the past, we were referred to as hermaphrodites. Contrary to what you may think, we usually do NOT have full sets of both male and female genitals. Most of us fall into the category of 'ambiguous genitalia', which is rare, but more common than most people realize. Usually a result of a hormonal imbalance in the womb, our genitals exhibit characteristics of both genders and it isn't apparent which we are. The doctors and parents must decide what the intersex baby is, and perform surgery to make him or her as complete as possible. But... this involves an assumption and doctors aren't always right.

I was one of those mistakes, first a 'mistake of nature' and then a medical mistake.  In my parents and doctor's defense, they tried to do the right thing. My genitals were undefined, but they thought I resembled a boy more than a girl. They surgically closed my labia to form a scrotum, and rerouted my urethra. My parents gave me a boy's name and dressed me as a boy. They gave me boy gifts and toys. And they hoped for the best.

Their plan worked well at first, at least they thought so. But me, I always knew they were wrong. Around age 7 or 8, they began to doubt their decision. By puberty, the mistake was obvious. My shoulders remained narrow, my voice didn't drop, my hips widened, and I developed breasts. So that's it... I am a girl with a penis.

Finally, my mother relented and allowed me to wear gir...

The Visitor, Finale

Submitted by on April 23, 2018 (28 days ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Fetish, First Time, Interracial Sex, Reluctance, Romance, Sci-Fi and Fantasy, Toys and Masturbation, One Night Stand | Tags: , , , , ,

The Visitor, FinaleThe following morning I was up and out just as the sun was starting to peek out. The barrio was quiet except for the roosters. This time of year, the farmers didn't have to get up quite so early. I washed and tried to do something with my hair, something to disquise the stupid pixie haircut mama ko always gave me. It would make me look like a little girl forever, or worse, a little boy... with my skinny body. How I wanted long beautiful, luxurious hair like other Pinay!

Anyway time was important, and I couldn't waste any. I threw on a fresh flowery cotton panty, a pair of plaid shorts, and a simple spaghetti-strap top that I usually wore as an undergarment. I topped it off with a pair of yellow rubber flip-flops from the bargain bin at the market. There was no point in putting on any special clothes. For that matter, I didn't have any even if I wanted to. I was hoping what I had would be enough. My heart raced as I ran to the secret spot, the intersection of the two paths.

I waited and waited. It seemed like an hour but it was probably only a few minutes. "He's not coming today", I thought.  I was disappointed. I felt like I could not live any longer without that guy's dick in my mouth. I shivered at how naughty (and sarap!) that thought was. Just then, I heard his running shoes hitting the dirt. I dropped to my knees in the center of the path and waited.

Soon he was before me! My heart felt like it was going to pop out of my chest! 

The Visitor, Part 3

Submitted by on April 23, 2018 (28 days ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Fetish, First Time, Taboo, Interracial Sex, Romance, Sci-Fi and Fantasy, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: , , , , ,

The Visitor, Part 3That night, besides being horny,  my thoughts centered around how to get him to stop. I didn't want another embarrassing encounter like I had that morning. I didn't want to embarrass him either, or cause him to wonder what the heck I am doing in the field at first light in the morning. There had to be a way to be obvious. If I am subtle, he won't notice and it would be awkward. If I'm blatant, than it will still be awkward, but at least I have a chance of getting my goal... hmmm.

But what should that goal be?  I really didn't want to fuck the guy. I mean, I wouldn't want to break his family. And I was programmed by society that I am not supposed to give myself to anyone who is not going to be in my life forever. Old-fashioned, right? I don't apologize for that. It may be old and traditional, but I believed it. In many ways, I still do.  So... fucking the guy is out of the question. So then, what is it I'm after? What do I hope to achieve? I really must be going crazy.

Maybe I just want him to notice me. Maybe it's just attention from a handsome man?  Is that all?  I thought about it for a while and came to a conclusion. No, that isn't all.  That's just the start. I could have his attention all day and night, but I need something more. I want his body and I want to give him mine. Maybe not all of it, but I will gladly give him what I can right now. Above all, I want to make him happy. I want to blow his fucking mind, I want him to be so damn content...

The Visitor, Part 2

Submitted by on April 23, 2018 (28 days ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Erotic Couplings, First Time, Taboo, Interracial Sex, Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: , , , , ,

The Visitor, Part 2I woke up with my hand in my panty. Luckily I was the first one awake. My thoughts immediately went to the guy... my neighbor's husband. At the thought, I felt my body respond. My tummy felt funny and my puke became warm and sensitive. I felt moisture in between my labia and I again began to lightly rub.

Let me say now that I am a good girl, from a good family, and raised like any other girl. If that sounds defensive, just consider the times. It was very conservative then! I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be feeling this way. Was it OK to feel malibog? Is it normal?  And to be thinking about my neighbor's husband! And to rub myself down there? But shit... it felt so good. How could it be wrong? I can't be the only one who ever felt this.

Having decided it was normal, well... half deciding and half not caring, I wanted to keep going. But I couldn't risk getting caught. Frustrated I got up and went outside. That's when I saw him! He was wearing a pair of short running shorts (remember this was the 80s) and a white tee. He was with the neighbor boy, standing in the dirt road at the edge of the field.  The boy was pointing to a path through the cane, and telling him to follow that path all the way around the field and it will lead back to the road on the other end. The man thanked him and took off running. I watched his toned athletic body disappear into the sugar cane. 

Still feeling hot and damp, even more so now, I wen...

The Visitor, Part 1

Submitted by on April 22, 2018 (28 days ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Exhibitionist and Voyeur, First Time, Taboo, Interracial Sex, Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: , , , , ,

The Visitor, Part 1My name is April May. No... my last name is not June so please spare me the jokes. As far as I can remember, everyone has called me Kia. I dont know the orgin of my nickname, but I was Kia before the car came along (or before we ever knew of it). I was born into a large family in the early 80s, tatay ko farmed a small sugar cane field. After the harvest each season, papa paid the landowner and there was little left over. Thus, we lived in a small one-room house, one of maybe a dozen families just like mine in the small barrio surrounded by fields. We didn't have much, but we were happy.

I was a plain girl, lost in the middle of my many siblings. There was nothing really remarkable about me. I was flat-chested and skinny. I was (and still am) quiet and very shy. But that didn't mean I had nothing to say, just that I didn't feel like saying it. Actually, my mind is always turning, even if I don't share my thoughts with anyone. I went through the motions while playing with my siblings and cousins, appearing pleasant if not joyful. It wasn't until puberty when I realized I was bored. Just plain bored. I knew there was a whole world out there, and how I longed to see it.

A few years prior, one of the older girls in the barrio married a foreigner and left the country. I don't know how they met, and I barely remembered her. So it was a surprising to hear talk in the barrio that she was coming home for a visit. Her family was naturally very excited. Then the d...

The Varsity and the Maid I

Submitted by on April 21, 2018 (1 month ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, Tagalog | Categories: BDSM, Erotic Couplings, First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Mature, Toys and Masturbation, One Night Stand | Tags: , , ,

Chapter One: The Varsity

               “Baaaaaabbbbbbeeeee! Ipaaaasok mo naaaaaa!” ungol niya.

Napangiti ako. Mukhang hindi pa rin kumukupas ang galing ko sa pagpapaligaya ng mga babae. Tumingin ako sa kanya habang patuloy pa rin akong nakaluhod. Pilit kong pinalalabas-pasok ang middle finger ko. Gusto kong mabaliw siya sa sarap ng pagpi-finger ko sa kanya. Kakaiba ang ligayang hatid sakin ng mga ungol niya. Nakakataas ng pagka-macho. Lalong naninigas ang burat ko at gusto nang manunggab ng uhaw na puke.

“Baaaaaaabe! Kantutiiiiiiin mo na akooooo! Pleaaaaase! Kantooooot naaaa! Kailangan ko na ng kantooooot!”

Hindi pa rin ako tumigil sa ginagawa ko. Pinagpatuloy ko ang pagpi-finger ko. Gusto kong magmakaawa siya at magkandaiyak na kantutin ko na siya. Pero ayaw ko pa. Ayaw ko. Gusto kong sumisirit ang katas niya bago ko itarak sa kanya ang burat ko.

“Anooooo baaaaa?! Kantutin mo na akooooo! Kaninaaaa pa ako nangangati sa burat moooooo!”

“Pleasssssse! Kantot naaaaa! Maawa kaaaaa!”

“Kanina ko pa gusto ang titi moooooo!”


At sumabog ang masagana niyang katas na hindi ko na masyadong nasaksihan dahil agad kong ipinasok sa masikip niyang puke ang aking matayog na sandata.

Napayakap siya sa kakaibang sensasyong naramdaman. Ang sarap na kumawala sa dingding ng kanyang puke at ang sarap at hirap na may gambuhalang burat ang na...

I Love Panties

Submitted by on April 20, 2018 (1 month ago)
Posted in Confession: True Story, English | Categories: Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Toys and Masturbation | Tags:

I love when, for that half second, a girl's panty sticks in her crotch as she is removing them.

Also, when she "snaps" her panty or swimsuit with both thumbs at the leg bands in back. I think it's a de-wedging motion, haha.

When I was a boy, I used to masturbate with my sister's besties panties from the laundry basket. Sometimes I would sniff them while wanking and sometimes I would wrap them around my cock.

Nothing like a panty or bikini cameltoe, especially when spotted accidentally.

Do they still make So-En panties?

That is all....

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