Hi! happily married m45 here. I’m looking for F20+ who want to help me explore some taboos together this evening and/or later via role play. All I want is some uninhibited anonymous text chat.
Not sure about y’all, but I’ve been dreading today for weeks. As a finally “comfortable in my own skin but not quite out of the closet as former” xtian, today is a reminder of the fearful, anxious years. A reminder of the way my choices were controlled, my sexuality compressed, my ability to perceive reality distorted. And of the way this made me treat others.
For me, I’ve decided that this weekend is about intentionally breaking free from the past and into a joyful present..
So, here’s just a thought starter prompt that we could explore together. It’s an adaptation of something I wrote for someone else that turned me on quite a lot more than I expected:
The drs face was grim when we walked into his office. He stood up to greet us as I wheeled you in, your body a fragile shell of the vibrant young mom on the edge of her 30s that you were just six months ago.
It was like you’d caught a wasting disease. No matter what we did your weight was in free fall. Finally we took you, my precious wife to the dr who referred her to the specialist who referred her to another specialist who was something of a celebrity dr to the stars. It was this specialist who stood before us- a man famed for his brilliance as much as his unorthodox treatment. The end of our medical road, after this guy, there was no-one else.
“Please sit” he gestured to some chairs at his desk. “I’m afraid the news isn’t good”
We sat down together and I took your hand, giving it a light squeeze. Strangely hopeful in the face of coming bad news.
“I’ll get right down to it, the diagnosis is clear: your wife has an advanced case of clitoral degeneration syndrome” the dr paused as if he expected us to know what that was. Seeing no response except shock he continued “it’s a condition of the nervous system that turns the natural healing energy of the clitoris into a destructive negative energy through your nervous system. After the nerves are attacked, the muscles waste away. A normal woman would masturbate, whaf 1-2 times per week” the dr makes eye contact with you “but if you neglect maintenance orgasms for a long time for any reason, the natural orgasmic healing energy that the clitoris radiates is corrupted, eventually leading to the wasting death of the patient”
We sit stunned. “Is there a cure dr?” I ask after a while.
The dr looks at us “yes there is, but the cure is unconventional and many people refuse it or can’t do it. Just how far are you willing to go in order to save your wife?”
I gulp, fearing the worst “anything, of course, anything!”
“Your wife has a severe orgasm deficit ” the doctor begins “and her case is very advanced, so we don’t have much time. She is in the early stages of clitoral shutdown. From there, it is a swift and painful death usually caused by a reverse orgasm. A terrible fate” he shakes his head as if to clear a painful memory
I hold your hand in shock. Waves of regret for keeping us active in church over your protests for many years before finally coming to my senses washed over me “this should never have been a problem”. I think furiously. “So many nights and weekends spent “serving” that could have been spent keeping her healthy”. Never again, I resolve in that moment.
The dr continues, interrupting my internal monologue. “We need to give her high quality orgasms at least every 4 hours every day until her clit has been retrained to heal automatically her without needing recalibration every few hours”
“So…the orgasms…train her clitoris to…heal her body?” I ask incredulously
“That’s right, and the higher quality the orgasm the more beneficial it is. Mr & Mrs Smith, research shows that the best orgasmic satisfaction, and hence the most healing, comes from those we love and trust in our lives. Have you been…neglecting your wife’s needs?”
Shame rushes to my face when I remember the last time I asked her to take a “rain check” because I was volunteering. Of course, being the man of the house, masturbation was not something I encouraged in her. I thought that god wanted her to be satisfied by me alone. What a fool I was! And now, look at my poor wife!
The doctor continues, unaware of my internal monologue. I tune back in to hear him say “…Husbands obviously are best suited, and we have found in clinical studies that orgasms that come from sex are more beneficial from masturbation. This may be something that you, as a couple, decide to bring others in on for help. It’s not a regimen that can be neglected, and many men struggle to provide sex 6 times a day.”
Wait, what was that? “dr?” I splutter. You weakly squeeze my hand and I look down at you. Is that a wry glint in your eye?
The doctor continued, looking at you as he spoke “Your wife’s case is so far advanced that she cannot risk missing even 1 high quality orgasm early in her treatment. Masturbation is not an option here, at least until she is stabilized. This is an awkward situation I know, but do you have understanding friends who could help?”
I shake my head numbly, we had only just moved to this area and knew no-one outside of our small evangelical conservative church.
“Then for the good of your wife you will need to…” the dr pauses and clears his throat “make some friends who are willing to, ahem, fuck your wife when you can’t. I can write you a prescription for a medical vibrator for her and viagra for you, but the vibrator can’t be used alone for at least 2 weeks or when she has stabilized, and viagra is only part of your solution. Are you open to asking others to help?” His tone is fatherly and gentle.
I am about to respond when your hand weakly squeezes mine again. I pause so you can speak”
It would be really interesting to explore this with someone who has experience with conservative evangelical xtianity, whether deconverted or still practicing but questioning. But anyone who wants to explore this or another taboo with me is welcome to pm me (I’d even consider a bi-male encounter in the right circumstances, this is taboo after all
)
Send me a chat message telling me about yourself and how you’d see this scene playing out. If this scene doesn’t quite do it for you, let’s brainstorm one that does.
I don’t have a ton of limits- scat, gore, blood, pedo, hard incest, violence, non-con/dub-con (consent is VERY important to me) and hard BDSM would be about it. Has religion fucked your sexuality? Let’s set that straight today!
Not sure about y’all, but I’ve been dreading today for weeks. As a finally “comfortable in my own skin but not quite out of the closet as former” xtian, today is a reminder of the fearful, anxious years. A reminder of the way my choices were controlled, my sexuality compressed, my ability to perceive reality distorted. And of the way this made me treat others.
For me, I’ve decided that this weekend is about intentionally breaking free from the past and into a joyful present..
So, here’s just a thought starter prompt that we could explore together. It’s an adaptation of something I wrote for someone else that turned me on quite a lot more than I expected:
The drs face was grim when we walked into his office. He stood up to greet us as I wheeled you in, your body a fragile shell of the vibrant young mom on the edge of her 30s that you were just six months ago.
It was like you’d caught a wasting disease. No matter what we did your weight was in free fall. Finally we took you, my precious wife to the dr who referred her to the specialist who referred her to another specialist who was something of a celebrity dr to the stars. It was this specialist who stood before us- a man famed for his brilliance as much as his unorthodox treatment. The end of our medical road, after this guy, there was no-one else.
“Please sit” he gestured to some chairs at his desk. “I’m afraid the news isn’t good”
We sat down together and I took your hand, giving it a light squeeze. Strangely hopeful in the face of coming bad news.
“I’ll get right down to it, the diagnosis is clear: your wife has an advanced case of clitoral degeneration syndrome” the dr paused as if he expected us to know what that was. Seeing no response except shock he continued “it’s a condition of the nervous system that turns the natural healing energy of the clitoris into a destructive negative energy through your nervous system. After the nerves are attacked, the muscles waste away. A normal woman would masturbate, whaf 1-2 times per week” the dr makes eye contact with you “but if you neglect maintenance orgasms for a long time for any reason, the natural orgasmic healing energy that the clitoris radiates is corrupted, eventually leading to the wasting death of the patient”
We sit stunned. “Is there a cure dr?” I ask after a while.
The dr looks at us “yes there is, but the cure is unconventional and many people refuse it or can’t do it. Just how far are you willing to go in order to save your wife?”
I gulp, fearing the worst “anything, of course, anything!”
“Your wife has a severe orgasm deficit ” the doctor begins “and her case is very advanced, so we don’t have much time. She is in the early stages of clitoral shutdown. From there, it is a swift and painful death usually caused by a reverse orgasm. A terrible fate” he shakes his head as if to clear a painful memory
I hold your hand in shock. Waves of regret for keeping us active in church over your protests for many years before finally coming to my senses washed over me “this should never have been a problem”. I think furiously. “So many nights and weekends spent “serving” that could have been spent keeping her healthy”. Never again, I resolve in that moment.
The dr continues, interrupting my internal monologue. “We need to give her high quality orgasms at least every 4 hours every day until her clit has been retrained to heal automatically her without needing recalibration every few hours”
“So…the orgasms…train her clitoris to…heal her body?” I ask incredulously
“That’s right, and the higher quality the orgasm the more beneficial it is. Mr & Mrs Smith, research shows that the best orgasmic satisfaction, and hence the most healing, comes from those we love and trust in our lives. Have you been…neglecting your wife’s needs?”
Shame rushes to my face when I remember the last time I asked her to take a “rain check” because I was volunteering. Of course, being the man of the house, masturbation was not something I encouraged in her. I thought that god wanted her to be satisfied by me alone. What a fool I was! And now, look at my poor wife!
The doctor continues, unaware of my internal monologue. I tune back in to hear him say “…Husbands obviously are best suited, and we have found in clinical studies that orgasms that come from sex are more beneficial from masturbation. This may be something that you, as a couple, decide to bring others in on for help. It’s not a regimen that can be neglected, and many men struggle to provide sex 6 times a day.”
Wait, what was that? “dr?” I splutter. You weakly squeeze my hand and I look down at you. Is that a wry glint in your eye?
The doctor continued, looking at you as he spoke “Your wife’s case is so far advanced that she cannot risk missing even 1 high quality orgasm early in her treatment. Masturbation is not an option here, at least until she is stabilized. This is an awkward situation I know, but do you have understanding friends who could help?”
I shake my head numbly, we had only just moved to this area and knew no-one outside of our small evangelical conservative church.
“Then for the good of your wife you will need to…” the dr pauses and clears his throat “make some friends who are willing to, ahem, fuck your wife when you can’t. I can write you a prescription for a medical vibrator for her and viagra for you, but the vibrator can’t be used alone for at least 2 weeks or when she has stabilized, and viagra is only part of your solution. Are you open to asking others to help?” His tone is fatherly and gentle.
I am about to respond when your hand weakly squeezes mine again. I pause so you can speak”
It would be really interesting to explore this with someone who has experience with conservative evangelical xtianity, whether deconverted or still practicing but questioning. But anyone who wants to explore this or another taboo with me is welcome to pm me (I’d even consider a bi-male encounter in the right circumstances, this is taboo after all
) Send me a chat message telling me about yourself and how you’d see this scene playing out. If this scene doesn’t quite do it for you, let’s brainstorm one that does.
I don’t have a ton of limits- scat, gore, blood, pedo, hard incest, violence, non-con/dub-con (consent is VERY important to me) and hard BDSM would be about it. Has religion fucked your sexuality? Let’s set that straight today!
