I am considered good looking, keep fit, and look a lot younger than my age. I used to not mind when my husband watched porn because I like it too, at times. But now he would rather watch it behind my back. I don’t get it. I want to do all those things in videos with him but he would rather just jerk off. I am lonely and horny. I am so tired of not having sex with a person anymore that I am seriously considering leaving. He has become over stimulated and can no longer have regular sex. I can’t live a sexless life.
Why would anyone prefer synthetic sex to a real mate? Because its constant novelty, or superhuman vibrations, make possible an intense drug-like high that no familiar mate can match. Although an artificially produced high is not as deeply fulfilling as sex with you, it can be more compelling under certain circumstances.
via Dating A Heavy Porn User? | Psychology Today.
in http://groups.yahoo.com/group/OnaniaSupport/ masturbators wrote:
Gee tough question! being a female I enjoy the clothes off but I have trained myself to do it with clothes on. I do more with the clothes than I do naked!
It totally depends on my mindset at the time. Sometimes I may just wear
flipflops- which for some reason makes me feel more naked, other times a
jockstrap. Maybe just black dress socks if I am really feeling pervy. Other times
just a cockring on or totally bare. Or maybe a t-shirt that is too small for me
which doesn’t cover anything- another pervy look.
in http://groups.yahoo.com/group/OnaniaSupport/ a masturbator wrote:
When I was working (I was downsized in 2002) I lived only 2 miles
from work. Many people in my small / mid sized city would go home for
lunch. Home for me, 2 mi. away, was only 10 minutes each way, so
often, I made love to myself during lunch. My sexual appetite was
often helped by a couple of neat and sexxy co-workers. One had her
nose glued to the window every time a streaker went by. Another
worked in another department, but made no secret that every lunch
hour, she went home and “satisfied a hunger”. Oh, yeah, she also
before or after lunch hour also satisfied her hunger for food! LOL
My self sexual appetite was helped along by one female co worker who
always came into work very very relaxed. One time, I had made love to
myself over lunch, and came back, and happened to run into my boss,
and my Plant Manager. My Plant Manager said “Bill, you look wayy too
relaxed to come back to work (in our very stressful work
environment)!” My female co worker looked this very same way in the
AM, coming into work and then when she came back from a home visit
So what do other folks on this group think of such things? These
events made work experience and self love very special.
Later, my very anti-porn son got engaged to his very conservative
(then, to be) wife. He’d see some wet stains on the front of my pants
as I was going back to work, and he’d make VERY VERY VERY derogative
comments about same. I’d simply ignore him, frostily.
Brain mechanisms that control human sexual behavior in general, and ejaculation in particular, are poorly understood. We used positron emission tomography to measure increases in regional cerebral blood flow (rCBF) during ejaculation compared with sexual stimulation in heterosexual male volunteers. Manual penile stimulation was performed by the volunteer’s female partner. Primary activation was found in the mesodiencephalic transition zone, including the ventral tegmental area, which is involved in a wide variety of rewarding behaviors. Parallels are drawn between ejaculation and heroin rush. Other activated mesodiencephalic structures are the midbrain lateral central tegmental field, zona incerta, subparafascicular nucleus, and the ventroposterior, midline, and intralaminar thalamic nuclei. Increased activation was also present in the lateral putamen and adjoining parts of the claustrum.
via Brain Activation during Human Male Ejaculation.
…The male exhibitionists represented here each do something that sets them apart from the herd, something more complex than just showing off. My intention here is a glimpse into their psyches.
For these men, exposure is something deep, powerful and personal, something beyond mere entertainment value, something with deep roots into the definition of their being. They NEED to be exposed. There are complex issues of narcissism, vulnerability, exposure, display, pride, shame, masculinity, emasculation, dominance, submission, risk, satisfaction, maleness.
Each post here includes a primary photo of the exhibitionist along with some background description and a link to view additional photos. These photos are mostly webcam screen grabs, captured in real time. The blurriness of captured motion and the low resolution inherent to most webcam transmissions is evident. The lighting is often imperfect and the backgrounds cluttered. This is not high quality photography posed for a professional photographer, but depict actual male exhibitionist sessions. I am presenting personalities here, not photographic art.
One function of this blog is to extend the exposure of these men. Feel free to post links to this blog anywhere you see fit and to download and share the photos, so their exposure multiplies out of their control. Many of these exhibitionists will periodically visit this blog, so you are encouraged to leave comments, be they encouraging, worshipful, humiliating, whatever. Any face photo and/or contact information is posted here with the exhibitionist’s express permission.
via Mind of the Exhibitionist.
Over time, sexual relationships grow stale – even tired, old, and covered with sores. The intimate personal bond you share with yourself is the most stable and enduring, but even this can lose its zip. This is most unfortunate. While a subscription to the right magazine, regular Internet use and weekly episodes of G-String Divas can help keep things fresh, the simple use of new textural pleasures (i.e. lubricants) is often overlooked. As a service to Ooze’s male readers (the girls can make their own gravy), I spent six weeks slathering myself with various lubes, lotions, gels and jellies in the most degrading, disturbing and self-gratifying ways to get the lowdown
via Lube Lessons (for the chronic masturbator).