When Men Masturbate...

[ElizabethWest]

Cat, Helene: thank you both.

Bulldawg: I need a cigarette.

 

[Dawg]

Cat, Helene: thank you both.

Bulldawg: I need a cigarette.

How about we just make love again....

 

[ElizabethWest]

How about we just make love again....

 

[Guest]

 

[Guest]

 

[ElizabethWest]

what the hey!
It's a good thing I pulled my.....pics...when I did!
I was not aware of the "crime"...new rules about pic content.

sad...sad...sad.

Though perhaps lucky for those of you who inadvertantly clicked on one or two or nine and were shocked and offended or grossed out!


I'll be keeping my cock to myself from now on.

Damn!

But I saved some of them.

 

[sincerely_helene]

what the hey!
It's a good thing I pulled my.....pics...when I did!
I was not aware of the "crime"...new rules about pic content.

sad...sad...sad.

Though perhaps lucky for those of you who inadvertantly clicked on one or two or nine and were shocked and offended or grossed out!


I'll be keeping my cock to myself from now on.

I would risk you going to jail to see more.

I'm gracious like that.

 

[sincerely_helene]

I don't have any yummy photo's to share, but since I've enjoyed lurking on this thread I believe it's time for me to share my masturbation fantasies.

I'd be lying if I said I've never grabbed a hold of myself and just wanked off for the sake of wanking. When I have it's been purely to satisfy a urgent need to release a bit of sexual tension. When I wank I don't have a particular woman in mind, (if at all) it's more of a primal urge. And for me when I'm finished, (even though I've had an orgasm) I don't really have a sense of satisfaction.

Masturbation on the other hand, is an entirely different story.

There's always a woman. Someone I know, it could be a lover, friend, co-worker, a Lit companion, or someone I've just met at the grocery store, post office or elsewhere, but I always know who I'm with.

For me, masturbation is very much like making love. I can't just get hard and do it... it takes a lot for me to get in the mood, so there's lot's of foreplay. If I'm in the bed, I lay there and create the scenerio... Who I'm with, what we're wearing, where we're at, etc...

We don't just lie down, rip our clothes off and fuck... we actually go through all the phases of making love. A hand sofly brushing across her cheek, lips touching for the first time, the excitement, the sparks that we feel. Wrapping my around her waist and pulling her close. Feeling her press herself against me, feeling myself awaken as I press against her.

While I'm creating the scene I softly touch myself. My hands slowly massaging my own body, my legs, stomach, fingers glazing across my nipples, feeling them harden. As my body begins to react to my touch I hear a low moan escaping my throat, and I bite my lower lip. Touching my arm I can feel goose bumps rising on my skin, and I sense my cock stirring... awaking. My fingers glide across my hardening shaft and the pleasure not only grows in my cock, but throughout my body. While one hand (usually my right) slowly and gently strokes my cock, my other hand continues to explore the rest of my body.

In the meanwhile my mind is focused on her, and how much I desire her. Our kisses become more passionate, as we begin to undress each other. I stop what I'm doing to myself, not only to prolong my masturbation fastasy, but to also envision what she looks like as she stands before me, naked in the moonlight. How beautiful she is... how much my desire for her is intensified.

As we move on, I begin to stroke myself again... this time a little faster, with a slightly firmer grip, while my other hand cups and squeezes my balls, or I take the palm of my hand and cover the head of my cock slowly rotating it as I feel the first bits of precum soaking into my skin.

I want her... and I envision my hands caressing her soft skin. I feel her breasts react to my touch, her nipples growing hard as my tongue slides across them, and I suck one into my mouth.

I'm stroking faster now.... my hips lifting off the bed, my groans growing louder, as I speak out her name for the first time. "Oh how I want you!" As she takes my cock into her hand, she says, "I want you too!" Our love making session continues as I mount her, and she guides me inside of her.

As this happens I begin to feverishly storke myself, and my body grows tense... in my mind I see us wrapped up in each other, our bodies as one, our passion for one another incredibly intense, I hear all the sounds of two bodies slapping against each other, I feel her juices flowing over my hardening shaft, I feel her fingernails pressing into my back, and her legs tightly wrapped around me.

As my fingers are gliding up and down my shaft I feel my cum welling up inside of me, I can feel my balls swelling, and my toes curling into the sheets. My heart is pounding hard, my breathing is deep and rapid.

As my lover and I are about to explode, I too am about to explode....

We scream out our passion for one another.....

and, in the silence of my room, I scream out....

an explosion like no other I've felt, shooting out of me, covering my stomach, then coating my softening shaft.

I lay there and continue to stroke myself, still envisioning her in the aftermath of our moment together. We melt together, we kiss and hold each other closely. I feel her heart beating against my chest, and I feel myself slipping from inside of her. I don't want the moment to end just yet, and I begin to stroke in and out of her, growing harder.

In that moment of "afterplay" I feel myself growing hard again, and once again my lover and I are transported into another wonderful love making experience.

I very much enjoyed reading that. Thank you.

 

[Guest]

 

[hmmnmm]

I read a story here a while back wherein the heroine was going around with fresh cum in her panties.
That has stayed with me...
Not necessarily when I masturbate (still been over a month).
But when I do masturbate someday soon, I'm sure the idea of reaching into my heroine's panties and finding them still damp with my fresh cum will prove as powerful as it did when I first read it.

 

[Dawg]

I very much enjoyed reading that. Thank you.

I hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I enjoyed the fantasy
I created after seeing this awesome picture of you.

Thank you for sharing that image which will stir many more wonderful fantasies.



Dawg

 

[sincerely_helene]

I hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I enjoyed the fantasy
I created after seeing this awesome picture of you.

Thank you for sharing that image which will stir many more wonderful fantasies.



Dawg

Thanks, Dawg. I'm still trying to determine whether or not the porn police are going to fine me for that one.

 

[Dawg]

Thanks, Dawg. I'm still trying to determine whether or not the porn police are going to fine me for that one.

You're welcome Sweetheart...

You've just given me another idea for a masturbation fastasy.....

now where are those handcuffs...

 

[leagel]

Hi Helene,
Interesting thread, good question... and since you asked.
When I masturbate, I always have in my mind a pretty detailed fantasy involving a former girlfriend who was by far the best lover I've ever had (and that's a secret, so don't tell anyone). I actually have two or three fantasies involving her, and one or the other is the one I will work with on any given moment. One involves a 3 handed game of strip poker with her, me and with one of the waitresses from the restaurant where we worked together. It never happened, but, at least in the fantasy, it could have... The other fantasy revolves around our placing a bet on Thursday evening, with the winner to have the other as a sexual slave for the entirety of the coming weekend.
Although these fantasies are probably pretty tame, the interest (and the arousal, and the, uh, the resolution) comes from my thinking about the minute details that are involved. Entire conversations, the physical settings, the clothes she is wearing, everything becomes grist for the fantasy mill.
questions? ...

 

[sincerely_helene]

Thanks for the reply!

I find it interesting that a few males in this thread have expressed their desire for old flames. I guess it may just be a stereotype, but I always understood it that men craved variety, and didn't really fantasize about their current or former mates.

I pictured y'all thinking about Jennifer Anniston and Angelina Jolie cat fighting in jello naked and then gittin' it on!

 

[Guest]

I pictured y'all thinking about Jennifer Anniston and Angelina Jolie cat fighting in jello naked and then gittin' it on!

Well, now I will. Maybe with you thrown in for good measure.

 

[Guest]

 

[Guest]

Throw Jennifer and Angelina out and keep SincerelyHelene in, is my pref.

Helene is there for the excitemeht,
Jennifer and Angelina so we attract paparazzi.

 

[rgraham666]

I pictured y'all thinking about Jennifer Anniston and Angelina Jolie cat fighting in jello naked and then gittin' it on!

Not my cup of tea at all. Those two are just too, too, normal for my taste.

If I want celebrities, I'll go for Claudia Christian and Tracey Scoggins. But I'm a Babylon 5 fanatic, so I would say that.

 

[Guest]

 

[cheerful_deviant]

I find it interesting that a few males in this thread have expressed their desire for old flames. I guess it may just be a stereotype, but I always understood it that men craved variety, and didn't really fantasize about their current or former mates.

I pictured y'all thinking about Jennifer Anniston and Angelina Jolie cat fighting in jello naked and then gittin' it on!

When I masturbate it does tend to be like a porn film rolling off in my mind. Many times I'll actually be running over the next scene from whatever story I'm working on, changing it, fantasizing, seeing what's hot... at least to me.

Also often I will fantasize about women I know, coworkers, friends etc. I rarely think about celebs for some reason. They are all so fake it really does very little for me. I prefer a woman that I know, such as several of the women who frequent the AH.

 

[only_more_so]

I'm not too creative...

When I was a teenager, it was always about some girl from school, maybe occasionally about a movie star. Never really a story, so much as the image.

After having sex for the first time, things changed. I understood the whole interplay between the people involved. I can't always think of my own stories which is one reason I ended up here. What turns me on the most is actually the woman's excitement (which is why I am more turned on by lesbian porn than straight porn, since it's twice the female excitement without an ugly guy in the way).

So really it isn't a fantasy so much as a setting, the mental picture of the situation, including as many senses as possible. Hopefully it brings to mind the memories of a real sexual experience, or is clear enough that it could be a memory.

 

[Guest]

 

[Guest]

 

[Pure]

forgotten topics

one topic worth mentioning is the grave disparity, in most cases, of a g.f's or wife's estimate of partner's m frequency and the actual frequency. I'd say by a factor of 10 to 1.

(probably some male partner's estimates of the other, female's m activities is way off also.)

this may be related to g.f. or wife's (mis) estimate of 'outside relationship' sexual contacts.