I believe that if there were a Ph.D. in masturbation, I would have earned it by now. Wonder what the diploma would look like? I dabbled in masturbation in junior high school, absolutely devoted myself to the pursuit in high school and by the end of college, should have been teaching it. Perhaps I can rectify that now. Consider this your first course.
Time was, masturbation got a bad rap. Nobody really talked about it much, even to their friends; it was embarrassing. A lonely last resort for those unable to get the real thing. Perverts who couldnât control their animal instincts enough to keep their hands to themselves. What bullshit, and a waste of good energy.
The truth is, masturbation not only feels wonderful, but serves several useful purposes.
First, if youâre like me, youâre in the mood a lot, and you simply cannot wait to have sex with your significant other to cum. Maybe youâre having sex one, two or even three times a week, but itâs not enough. I hear you. Thatâs where masturbation gives you the release you must have, and I do mean must.
Or maybe you have no significant other at the moment. It sure doesnât mean you donât have needs. And since no one knows better than you do how to satisfy those needs, and no one is available to, then youâve got yourself a new hobby. Beats chess.
How about those people who are having sex at home, but itâs just not satisfying. Maybe itâs tender and loving, but too brief. They long to be tied up, spanked, and have a large object shoved up their asses by a beautiful stranger while their other hand isâŚwell, you get the picture. For these people, masturbation can mean the difference between a life of frustration and a situation they can tolerate. Ever been there?
For me, the best part of pleasuring yourself is the fantasies. There are no rules; nothing is out of bounds. No restraints at all. Creativity is king. You can be having sheet-tearing sex with anyone and everyone you choose, anywhere you like. Man, woman, cousin, movie-star, musician, athlete, teacher, porn-star, friend, bossâŚjust to name a few. Inside, outside, in the movie theater, ski lodge, motel room, in the pool, on the desk, bent over the sink, in the showerâŚand Iâm being tame.
And your object of fantasy can say whatever you want them to. How much theyâve always wanted you, how badly they need for you to make them cumâŚonly you. Remember that high school flame you never got to fuck? Itâs never too late. Short skirt on the girl in the next cubicle got you revved up? Use that image. Mrs. Jones, your junior-high school teacher with the short skirts and great legs? The combinations of people and places and endless. Thatâs half the fun of it.
The other half is what your mind can conjure that rarely â or never â happens in real life for you. A friend of mine, for example, never has anal sex at home, but craves it deeply. Her fantasy goes something like this:
Sheâs naked and blindfolded, laying face down on satin sheets. She can smell his cologne as he comes closer; hear his breathing. She jumps a little as she feels his tongue lick her ankle, making a wet path up her calf to her thighs. She shivers just a bit as her nipples begin to harden. Her legs start to spread all on their own, but he takes her ass cheeks in his strong hands and spreads them apart.
Her asshole is open and exposed as he first licks small circles around it. Wetness seeps from her swollen pussy as he sticks his tongue in her ass. Behind the blindfold, she sees stars â small explosions beneath her eyelids. She feels his weight and the hard muscles of his chest against her back as he climbs on top of her. A brief flash of pain â or is it pleasure â and heâs inside her, his cock making long, smooth strokes in her ass.
She opens her mouth to say â something â but as his hands cover her breasts and squeeze her nipples, no words come emerge. The feeling of his cock moving in and out of her ass is exquisite, like nothing sheâd felt before. It sends shivers up and down her legs, over her stomach and into her neckâŚ
He whispers in her ear, âyou like it in the ass, baby?â
âYes,â she moans, âso much.â
âYou like being my little whore, feeling my hard cock fucking your ass?â
âYesâŚI want to beâŚneed to be your whore.â
She feels the sharp crack of his hand on her ass.