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So I reading several threads on masturbation including “have you been caught” and “craziest place. ”and it got me thinking about fantasy/story idea that I find myself come back to repeatedly. It involves an open acceptance of masturbation and a place where like minded people can share the experience socially.
I say story though I've never written one ...I think I'm little intimidated. Hell I'm hunt and peck typist whose spelling is atrocious but my grandma's OK. ;-)
The idea revolves around for the lack of better description, a mens club. Not a SC but rather and old fashioned gentleman's club.
An ornate room filled with fine lounges and chairs arranged in singly or in groups. The room is wood panned a place where men of yesteryear might have retired to enjoy a cigar or snifter of fine liquor. This is also a haven, a the last refuge were a man can relax and be himself free of the constraints of political correctness and accusing glare of the segment of the “self-proclaimed feminists” who philosophy considers any sexual depictions of depiction of a woman to be the worst kind of evil.
The men’s club, so called even though it accepted all male or female who could respect its nature were welcome, was a kind cross between a lounge, a library and sex club. Or rather a masturbation lounge, a place especially for men who find their interest in erotica in all its forms, forbidden at home. Fully licensed and staffed the clubs waitress casually move though it reaches pushing cards laden with any and all kinds of sexual delights. On the carts are magazines from the benign to extreme to suit all tastes, carts with boxes of tissue and assortment of personal lubrication products and much more. Some of the clubs seating features screens and players, where the member could view any of the clubs extensive DVD collection.
It’s meant to be a space place where guys or women can meet and not feel uncomfortable masturbating in the presence of other man and women.
I have always found the thoughts of just such place intriguing. For the guy who would never dare bring home a porn DVD to stop on way home and flip though the latest mag and exercise his manhood while sipping a drink served by pretty nude waitress while chatting with his buddy and his wife who are also busily relieving their own tensions.
I only regret it doesn’t exist for real….
I love this fantasy and think there the nugget of good story in their as well. I’m curious if others find this scenario appealing and think it might be a story idea.
I say story though I've never written one ...I think I'm little intimidated. Hell I'm hunt and peck typist whose spelling is atrocious but my grandma's OK. ;-)
The idea revolves around for the lack of better description, a mens club. Not a SC but rather and old fashioned gentleman's club.
An ornate room filled with fine lounges and chairs arranged in singly or in groups. The room is wood panned a place where men of yesteryear might have retired to enjoy a cigar or snifter of fine liquor. This is also a haven, a the last refuge were a man can relax and be himself free of the constraints of political correctness and accusing glare of the segment of the “self-proclaimed feminists” who philosophy considers any sexual depictions of depiction of a woman to be the worst kind of evil.
The men’s club, so called even though it accepted all male or female who could respect its nature were welcome, was a kind cross between a lounge, a library and sex club. Or rather a masturbation lounge, a place especially for men who find their interest in erotica in all its forms, forbidden at home. Fully licensed and staffed the clubs waitress casually move though it reaches pushing cards laden with any and all kinds of sexual delights. On the carts are magazines from the benign to extreme to suit all tastes, carts with boxes of tissue and assortment of personal lubrication products and much more. Some of the clubs seating features screens and players, where the member could view any of the clubs extensive DVD collection.
It’s meant to be a space place where guys or women can meet and not feel uncomfortable masturbating in the presence of other man and women.
I have always found the thoughts of just such place intriguing. For the guy who would never dare bring home a porn DVD to stop on way home and flip though the latest mag and exercise his manhood while sipping a drink served by pretty nude waitress while chatting with his buddy and his wife who are also busily relieving their own tensions.
I only regret it doesn’t exist for real….
I love this fantasy and think there the nugget of good story in their as well. I’m curious if others find this scenario appealing and think it might be a story idea.
