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Oh Honey, Make Yourself Cum for Me

A well-written masturbator’s autobiography

By Jim

Most people, especially today. find they have a need for down time. To me masturbation is a part of that personal down time. If possible, when I’m in the house alone, I will undress and just enjoy walking around the house nude. I’ll usually put on some acoustical music and close my eyes and imagine how my orgasm will be. I decide how I will make love to myself.

Usually I’ll become erect thinking about what I want to do to myself. Once I’m erect I’ll open my eyes and look at my penis but not touch it. By not touching myself right away, I soon find the strong urge to do so. Eventually I’ll find the urge too strong and began to pull the foreskin up and down, but doing so quite slowly. Once the sexual tingle begins, I try different ways of touching myself. If I become aroused quickly, I will try to just slightly rub the back of my penis with just my index finger. This usually just teases me and holds my arousal at a certain point which causes my sexual instinct to apply more friction, which I fight not to do.

Eventually, I’ll let my instinct override my desire to hold back and began to stroke with all fingers and thumb. When I reach a certain point, I’ll see a drop of pre-cum ooze out the slit and for some reason this intensifies my sexual feelings. The pre-cum makes me think of my orgasm and for some reason I enjoy immensely watching myself ejaculate. Sometimes at this point I am so turned on that I will scoop up the drop of pre-cum and lick it off my finger.

It usually won’t be long until I can hold back no longer but I try as hard as I can to not reach the point of no return. Barely touching myself will send shivers of ecstasy throughout my body and the desire to let myself go increases greatly, but I hold back knowing that the longer I put off orgasm, the larger the volume of cum I will ejaculate and thus the longer I can watch it spurt from my penis.

FIRST ATTEMPTS

I was about 11 and was taking a bath, washing my private area with a washcloth and got an erection. At this point, erections were uncomfortable and a just a pain. I’d been having them since about 7-8 years old. I noticed that rubbing the washcloth over the head of my penis felt kind of good, but before long the intensity got stronger and I got a little afraid that I was doing some damage to myself and quit.

It was a couple of years later that I actually had my first orgasm. I feel kind of weird about it but my oldest sister masturbated me.

My first experience was kind of innocent. I had gotten stung by a bee that had crawled up my summer shorts. My oldest sister was the only other person at home at the time and she knew how to take care of it. I had to pull my shorts down so she could get the stinger out and put a poultice on the sting. The shorts had built in briefs, so she saw my penis, which was embarrassing. She was about 18-19 though and I trusted her to not make fun of me, which she didn’t do. After she held the poultice to the sting for a while, I became erect, which really embarrassed me. I apologized to her and told her I didn’t understand why my penis did that.

She told me it was ok, and asked me if it didn’t get hard when I masturbated. I had never heard the word before and told her I didn’t know what it meant. She said, you know, when you rub your penis to make it feel really good. I told her I had never done that before. She was kind of surprised and she said that if I did, it would probably make me forget about my bee sting. I told her I didn’t know how to do it so she told me she would do it for me so that I’d know how to do it and that it would make me forget about the bee sting. I was curious as to what she was talking about and again, I trusted her so I said OK. She began to pull my foreskin up and down my shaft, slowly at first and asked me if that felt good. Her warm hand did feel good but I really didn’t feel anything else at first.

My erection got harder and I didn’t understand why. In a few minutes I could start to feel a little tingle and the tingle felt kind of good. As the tingle became more intense, I remembered the time I had rubbed the washcloth over the head of my penis and I kind of panicked. She reassured me that that was the way it was supposed to feel.

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I wonder how many of us have intentionally masturbated where we might get caught?

…I have this desire to exhibit myself. I don’t want to flash people, such as wearing a coat and exposing myself for a brief moment. Rather, I like the idea of being totally naked, with no emergency clothes available, and nowhere to hide. …

…I can recall times when I would travel out to a State Park, out in the forest or desert, and get naked, and masturbate. I would find a place near the road, but far enough away that they couldn’t get a clear look at me. I would lie down and wait for a car to come by. When I could hear one coming, I’d masturbate, and get fully hard. I would pretend to not notice, and just keep stroking. The car would pass by without incident. I think they never saw me. They’d almost have to know where I was in order to see me.

That’s the thing. I want to be seen, but I don’t want to create trouble.

more at Lonely Weenie: Masturbating In Front of People

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Mrs. Robinson

Older woman teaches college boy how to pace himself

I was home from college for the summer, lounging around my parents_ house as usual. One afternoon my mother had a visit from an old friend of hers, Mrs Robinson and while my mother was out of the room on the telephone, I found myself talking to this very attractive lady, whom, to be honest, I had hardly noticed before, even though I had seen her many times. She must have been in her forties, but looked younger and had a wonderful figure with dark shoulder-length hair. Her breasts filled her silk blouse beautifully, they weren_t huge, but large enough to wobble enticingly as she leant towards me to engage me in conversation. _Are you enjoying your summer, David?_ she enquired, and I replied politely, trying to hide the fact that I was having a good look at her legs and wondering whether it was stockings or tights she was wearing under her close-fitting skirt, cut a little above the knee. _Are you keeping busy? I bet all the girls are after you! Do you have a girlfriend?_ she went on. I was surprised by her directness, wondering what she was getting at, and answered, _Actually no, Mrs Robinson, I_m kind of, er, busy, you know._ _Well, I hope you_re not too busy to pay me a visit. There_s something I_d like you to do for me. Will you come round to my house tomorrow afternoon?_ I hesitated. What was she after? Could it be that obvious? She noticed my hesitation and laughed, _No, not that, you silly boy! You_ve been watching too many movies. You can rest assured that I shan_t be asking you to fuck me!_ I was surprised again at her directness, but assumed her invitation must be innocent. Pity, I thought, as her legs were beginning to make their impact felt in my trousers, filling me with the urge to masturbate as soon as possible, but I agreed to visit her the next day.

The next afternoon I found myself in Mrs Robinson_s living-room, sitting next to her on the sofa. She looked even more attractive than the day before, wearing a simple black dress and dark tights (or were they stockings? I wondered again). She still hadn_t given me any indication of what she might want, and started chatting about nothing in particular. Very quickly, though, she returned to the question of girlfriends. _So you haven_t got a girlfriend?_ I didn_t reply. _Why is that, David?_ she asked, looking straight at me. _You must get a bit tensed up. I suppose you masturbate, do you? Do you do it a lot?_ I must have looked shocked as she smiled reassuringly, _It_s all right, David, it_s quite natural, you know. I expect you do it all the time, don_t you? I wonder what you think about while you_re playing with yourself?_ At this I must have blushed, because her face lit up with excitement. _You didn_t wank over me after I_d gone yesterday, did you?_ I just looked at her. _You did, didn_t you, you naughty boy! And are you getting hard and excited again now?_ She was right on both counts, of course.

I began to think that maybe she was just out for a fuck after all, but as if she guessed what I was thinking, she said _I told you I_m not interested in shagging you, so don_t get any ideas! I_m the one who has the ideas,_ she added mysteriously. She got up and stood in front of me, her hands on her hips. _Undo your pants, David, and show me that dick that you_re always playing with!_ Mesmerised, I did as she said, and sat there with my trousers and boxers round my ankles, my cock sticking up, pointing at Mrs Robinson. She pursed her lips as she looked at me, _I bet it feels lovely when you stroke it, doesn_t it? Do it for me now, please_. I couldn_t resist, my cock was throbbing at this unexpected excitement. I took hold of my shaft and stroked firmly, _That_s right, show me how you like to do it_, she went on. I just couldn_t take my hand off and seconds later my semen spurted out and ran all down my shaft. It felt so exciting doing it in front of her, but my pleasure was rudely interrupted when her face darkened and she scolded me angrily, _I didn_t say you could cum! That_s pathetic, shooting off after only a couple of minutes. You_re not just tossing off in the toilet now, you know!! I thought you_d have some idea how to jack off for a woman! Get your pants on and leave!_ She made me pull my pants back on, even before I could mop up any of the mess, and pushed me towards the door. I felt dreadful. As I was about to leave, she must have felt sorry for me and said, _I_ll give you one more chance. Come back the day after tomorrow, and we_ll see if you have learned anything!_

Two days later and I was standing in Mrs Robinson_s living-room again. She was wearing the same dress. _Well, David. I hope you perform better for me today, let_s see what sort of state you_re in. I think you had better strip off completely this time._ I followed her instructions and stood naked in front of her, my dick throbbing with anticipation. _You look a bit overexcited already, David. I hope you can control yourself for me_, and she delicately touched my shaft with her fingertips. I tensed, frightened that even these touches would send me over the edge. She told me to kneel, but not to sit back and to spread my legs as wide as possible. _Hold your shaft for me. Is it hot?_ I started to move my hand involuntarily, but she interrupted me, _Not unless I say, David! We don_t want any more accidents, do we?_

I wondered how on earth I was going to last out, but Mrs Robinson sure knew what she was doing. She told me to stroke slowly, but every time she saw my cock tense up and my end swell she commanded me to stop. _It helps if you squeeze the base of your shaft as hard as possible if you think you_re going to ejaculate,_ she advised me. She seemed to know more about it than me, and I wondered how many pupils she had had before me. This went on for almost an hour. _You can let go now, David_, she said and knelt down in front of me, her knees firmly together between my splayed legs. My cock was bobbing about directly over her lap, smoothing out her black dress. Her face was about level with my cock and she leant forward and held my shaft against he cheek. _Oh my it is hot!!_ she gasped, wrapping her slender fingers around it and manipulating it deftly. She would stroke me for a bit, then squeeze me like she said. Soon my balls were aching.

She sat back and looked at me. _You_re not saying much_, she teased me. _Do you like it then? Do you like masturbating in front of me? I hope you are going to give me a proper spunking display this time!_ She kept teasing my cock like that for what seemed like ages, my shaft was tingling as if I was about to cum all the time. I suppose I was, but she kept me under control. _I think you need more stimulation now_, she said, and pulled down the front of her dress. Her breasts were propped up by her dress, making a deep and inviting cleavage. _Your cum would look nice there, wouldn_t it? Would you like that, David?_ My mouth was too dry to speak. She was tormenting me, making me hold back, but it was exquisite.

She leant back a bit and took hold of my cock. She started stroking, teasing my end with the fingertips of her other hand, spreading the little blobs of liquid that were starting to dribble out. _You want to ejaculate badly, don_t you?_ she teased, _but you mustn_t till I say, you know that now, don_t you?_ I shuddered again as she stopped another imminent ejaculation by squeezing hard. By now I was hot and breathless, my eyes were pleading with her to let me release, but she carried on. She must have sensed I was beginning to lose what control I had left, and she whispered, _Wanna cum now, David? I want to see all your creamy sperm on my tits. Would you do that for me?_ her hand speeded up and my cock went into agonized spasms, I couldn_t help groaning loudly as she made me spurt jets of hot semen into her cleavage, spilling on to her dress. _Oh that_s good, spunk for me David, shoot it all over me_, she carried on as the spasms died away.

I flopped back, exhausted. Mrs Robinson looked at her watch _Hmmm, one hour and fifty minutes, not bad for a first _ or should I say second _ attempt_, she laughed. _But I think we can do much, much better than that, don_t you?_

Fucking for science. Where do the masturbators sign up?

…For the first time - after hours and behind locked doors in an examination room in the Heart Hospital in London - a scientist is attempting to capture three-dimensional moving picture (or 4D, time being the fourth dimension) ultrasound footage of human genitalia in the act of sexual congress.

Jing Deng, a senior lecturer in medical physics at University College London, has made his name developing a new technique for viewing anatomical structures in motion. His website includes fairly astonishing 4D ultrasound footage of, for instance, beating hearts. This kind of imaging gives surgeons a preview of the structure on which they’ll be operating, in motion and from any perspective. It allows them to see what the problem is before picking up the scalpel.

In his most recent paper, Deng filmed a 4D “erecting penis“. With genital imaging, the hope is that the technology may help diagnose and treat patients with vascular or structural abnormalities, such as Peyronie’s disease, in which scar tissue in the erectile chamber on one side of the penis causes painful, crooked erections. … In his penis paper, Deng mentions the possibility of one day soon capturing an ultrasound sequence of real-time two-party human coitus. He envisions the scan as a potentially useful diagnostic tool - for instance, in teasing apart the possible causes of dyspareunia (painful intercourse)….

Why don’t we do it in the lab? | By genre | guardian.co.uk Books

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Ah, the friends we make at college…

This took place about fifteen years ago while I was still in college. My fiancée was going to college in another state, and we were frequently separated for a month or longer at a time. I was friendly with several of the girls in my dorm, many of whom had serious boyfriends either on-campus or elsewhere. By unspoken agreement, we all pretty much decided that we were pretty ’safe’ date material, available for dances, parties, movies and so on, without fear of sexual and romantic entanglement’s. Even so, there was a fair amount of sexual ‘teasing’ going on, we had all participated in late night “Truth or Dare” sessions or had seen each other in various stages of undress.

One of them in particular was a year or so younger than myself, and had frequently participated in these sessions. Between us there was a great deal of mutual attraction, yet we were still playing ‘by the rules’. She had seen me changing clothes or naked several times, and while I had seen her sunbathe topless, I had yet to see her fully naked.

My friend’s room was on the first floor, with a large window that was easily broken into, while my room was on an upper floor and was quite secure. At one dance sponsored by our dorm, an outsider who was not a student had become drunk and unruly, and had tried to attack my friend, and had to be forcibly ejected. He persisted in coming back on campus, and we were fearful of my friends safety that night, so she decided to grab a sleeping bag and sleep on the floor in my room for the night.

I was accustomed to sleeping in the raw, and told her so. She told me that it didn’t bother her, that I was to sleep ‘however you would normally’, it was my room. She wore an oversize tee-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. After we got settled, we started talking, and she asked me how I was handling my prolonged absences from my girlfriend’s arms. I laughed, and told her it was kind of difficult, and tried to let it slide. She then informed me that a week before, while I had been on a late-night phone call with my girlfriend, she had stopped by my room to say hi, and had seen me masturbating while I was on the phone with my girlfriend. (more…)

Tom’s Experience

College student exhibitionist caught by coeds and made to perform. Dec 2004, from groups.yahoo.com_group_exposedandhumiliated

Part 1

Tom was an exhibitionist, pure and simple. He loved to let the girls see his cock. He attended college in the early 80s when short shorts were still in style, which Tom found very convenient for his hobby. Tom liked the “accdental” type of flashing over the “guy-in-the- raincoat” type. Wearing his shorts with no underwear allowed his cock to “accidentally” fall out or be seen by the young co-eds. One of his favorite ways to do this was to go to the campus library to study. There was a reading loung on each floor with comfortable chairs and couches for the students to read and study. Tom would find a loung with a seat oposite a girl or girls and while sitting would prop a foot up on one of the tables giving a good view up the leg of his shorts. He would make sure his cock was in sight of the girl(s) and slyly check their reaction. (This was also before the days of cell phones which gave him a small sence of security even if he was to expose himself to someone who decided to do something about it). Most girls would either look away in disgust, smile or laugh, or some would glance over now and again to get a look at the cock before them.

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This what I was thinking of this morning as I had a fairly earth-shaking ejaculation. It’s from an audio file, in Real Media format, entitled simply, “Amber”. I believe I got it a few years ago from the Literotica site. It’s only 2 and a half minutes long but boy is it hot! I suspect it is the same person who wrote the Sexual Power For Women book, namely, Georgeann Cross, but it’s purely speculation. She could just be a particularly proficient phone sex pro. I’ll transcribe the whole thing and post it soon.

Oh, and another part that really turns me on is when she’s talking about how Dave (the person the talk is directed to) has made a spot on his shorts, and it’s getting bigger and wetter. “Aren’t you embarrassed? What if someone sees you, they’ll know… you’re gonna cum.” She says that last part in a such a soft, quiet and very intensely delighted tone that it really sends me. It shows she’s really got him where she wants him and she’s really looking forward to his ultimate embarrassment and humiliation of being seduced into helplessly cumming while she watches.

Dad’s Sock Drawer: “Wouldn’t you like to show it to me? Show me the end of it? Show me all that pretty cum juice? All that nice salty juice?”

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Mrs. Potter

I was educated in things sexual by an older woman named Mrs. Potter. She was a customer on my paper route. I would collect for the paper once a month and Mrs. Potter would always answer the door in her robe and slippers. Over the months we became friends and I couldn’t help looking down her robe when she bent to pick something up.

One afternoon we were sitting on her sofa talking while she was writing her check. She pointed to a Playboy magazine on the coffee table and asked if I read magazines like that. I said that I LOVED magazines like that. She then offered me a box of Playboys her ex- husband had left in her basement. I thought for a second - there were several months of pleasant masturbating ahead of me if I could get that box home but I just couldn’t figure out how to hide it. Since my friend Mrs. Potter and I were now the best of buddies, I told her EXACTLY that. She smiled and said, “Well you can read them here, if you want.”

I opened the one on the coffee table and looked at the foldout. Mrs. Potter and I then discussed the merits of her body. She then looked at me and said, “Does she give you a hard-on?” I had no idea where this was going but I did indeed have a full, stiff erection. When I hesitated, she said, ” Come on Jack, I’ve seen you looking down my front. You’re big for your age. I bet you have a huge cock.” Well, I was big for my age. I was just establishing myself as a pretty good high school football player. And although I had only shower room reasons to think so, I did have a good size unit and I was proud of it.

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A masturbator said:

Too bad you can’t just learn to talk to people like a human being; there are opportunities out there,as I learned. When I was in college I was at a girl friend’s (not a girlfriend’s) dorm, and she and I were talking with three of her roommates about this and that, and the subject naturally turned to sex. We talked about experiences, and then about fantasies. One girl said she wanted to see a guy jerk off, and I said that I had always wanted to do it in front of women. You can guess where that led; in a minute I was naked, slowly stroking my cock in front of four women. They had their comments and oohed and aahed, and I had a terrific half hour, because they wouldn’t let me come until they were ready. I slowly stroked my precome up and down my shaft while they watched and we talked about what it felt like. They were really getting turned on, and finally June- one of the roommates- came over and took my cock in hand and finished me off.When I came, with the four of them watching, it was a tremendous orgasm. (more…)