I’ve been thinking about this issue for a couple of days. This post was inspired by Cookiebush who said:
So, I’m sad this morning, but having just exercised my onanistic muscles, I’m a bit more relaxed than I was a few minutes ago.
We gotta talk about masturbation.
I don’t mean there’s something wrong, or that I want you to do it with me, or that there’s anything, really, new to say. It’s just that we… me… men… so rarely, rarely talk about masturbation.
I mean, look at me! I do it all the time. I love doing it. But I always get nervous talking about it. I really enjoy masturbating and I’ve done it roughly twice a day, rain or shine, relationship or no relationship, before, after, and occasionally during sex, for decades. I’m proud to say how much blood I’ve donated (five gallons) and what milage my car gets (um, actually I haven’t kept track lately but not bad.) I’ve never minded discussing my children’s poopy diapers, getting picked last for sports in elementary school, or how I’ve had to tighten my belt when finances have been low. I’m shy as hell, however, when it comes to mentioning, for instance, that I had a lovely orgasm while masturbating this morning.
So why don’t we talk about it more? I remember reading somewhere that “ninety percent of men masturbate and so do the other ten percent.” I’m surpremely confident the same is true for women. (Actually, the figures for both are considerably lower — an eye-opening minority of both men and women are pretty asexual, but for the sake of the argument let’s say the 90/10 ratio applies to those of us who are non-asexual.)
Anyway, ok. I do it. I’m probably going to do it again, most likely very very soon (though I’ll have to chill for a bit as this makes me — probably unnecessarily — nervous and that’s a bit of a libido killer.)
When I do it’s going to start out looking very much like this:
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{This image is the beginning of an extended slideshow. It’s the only one not behing my “friends” category firewall. If you’d like to see the rest you should a) realize the content is barkingly graphic and decide if you really want to see that, and b) contact me with a request to be added to the “friends” category so you can see it. —fl]
I’ll have more to say about masturbation this week. If you’ve got anything to say feel free to mention it here in comments or in your own blog.
Submitted by 288 (not verified) on Thu, 2006-04-27 17:00.
I'm shy about talking about it, though I do it often enough. Even shyer about acknowledging to Spadix that I do it, though he knew perfectly well that I do (apparently I was not as subtle as I thought I was in The Great Search for the Perfect Showerhead), and I knew he knew. I think part of my thing is that I was raised to believe that nice girls don't touch themselves, and as much as I love being a sexual being, I also always have a kneejerk desire to be a nice girl, too. But I think some of it is that masturbation is, well, solitary, and perceived as private.
I recently showed Spadix how I do it with my hands, at his request (I had refused other requests from other men, but with our new openness, couldn't shyly refuse Spadix) and he found it hot, as I find it hot to watch him wank. Then a few nights later, when he wasn't feeling frisky, he cuddled and kissed my breasts while I took care of myself with my favorite back massager. For all that my solitary orgasms are sometimes more intense than the ones when we're fucking, and for all that I'm shy about sharing masturbation (not that you could tell from this comment), it was the most satisfying masturbatory experience ever to have him right there with me while I touched myself just the way I know I like. An excellent addition to our sexual menu.
[Yeah, I think people need their own time, Orchid. Thanks. --fl]