The Masturbator Pensées (Thoughts) is a collection of fragments written by chronic masturbators
This started spontaneously a few months ago. It was and remains to this day both unplanned and unexpected. I’m very vocal and out there when I masturbate. I’m always fully naked, sitting, standing, laying down anywhere in the house that I happen to be when I feel the need or desire to enjoy my body. Recently I noticed that just as I start out stroking slowly, the second that the stroke really connects and begins to feel right I let out an audible groan. Since that gutteral groan began I noticed that I was actually vocalizing, “I love my cock”, “oh god my cock”, over and over. The harder it gets the louder and more gutteral the groans get. It truly began and continues to be involuntary. At some point as I’m viewing porn vids it switches over to the woman on screen and I just keep telling her how good she looks, how good she tastes, how soft her skin is, how I need her tits in my mouth now….etc, etc. Not long after that I release and chill as I slow pump my cum gobs out. Not sure where all of that came from I just know that it feels really good. Can’t wait for my next trip to an adult theater because if it happens there I’ll be putting on quite a show. I guess masturbation is a journey and this is just another bend in my road.
I also just love the sensation of being hard. As well I was also surprised the first time when humping my bed harder and harder as a youngster all of a sudden made everything wet and sticky. But I still didn’t actually witness it until later on when reading penthouse stories and massaging, manipulating myself faster and faster until for the first time I saw the globs shoot out of me all over the page. It felt great but my little cock was sore as I hadn’t discovered lube yet. Later I used some menthol shaving cream as lube, felt so good I stood up in front of the bathroom sink and mirror dropped the magazine and just kept pumping faster and faster until I came…into the sink. Then I was addicted. I had never watched myself masturbate, I never saw myself cum from that angle, and no more messy sheets, and secret laundry to do or stuck together magazines to hide. For a long time, I masturbated multiple times a day in front of the mirror and into the sink and just rinsed the evidence away.?
Ok short confession. Waay back when I was a horny starving college kid. So for one holiday I decided to take a bus back home . I can’t remember what happened but I became terribly horny. We pulled into NY and it was late,near midnight. I had a couple hours to kill before boarding time for my connecting bus and it hit me in my horniness to head over to Time Sq, a robustly seedy version of itself back then. I went and rubbed my hard cock in every video booth and peep show that I could find. After the last one I was still not satisfied so I walked back to the bus station. On my way I realized that my boner was still raging, making a full tent trying to break free of the zipper’s confines. I realized that I was alone, walking on a pretty dark side street and for the very first time I pulled my cock out on a public street and let it bob and sway out there as I walked along. I then began to dry pump it slow then faster as I walked down the street. I only stroked it openly and in public for about 1/2 a block and the cold made me put him away. No one was ever around, no passersby, pitch dark. I had no plan ahead of time to do this, just spontaneously whipped out my horny hard cock and jacked it while walking down a dark, deserted street. Overall I felt good about my crazy, random impulse back then and gave it no thought before or after.
Not really a confession but a memory that just resurfaced after reading a post. A few years ago I was at a sex club and met a couple who wanted me to fuck the wife. She specifically wanted me to go hard in her in public to which I said cool. Hubby picked out a circular padded table in the middle of the room, which I like because the edges afford an endlees number of hand holds as things get going hard and fast and I need to keep her under control while really drilling in and pounding hard as requested. Hubby laid out a towel on the table and I laid her out on her back on it put her calves over my shoulders and mounted up. We were going at it for a while, it was loud,both of us were vocal and we kicked up a pretty good sweat between us. Per hubby and some of the regulars who I hung out with back then there was a crowd of between 20-30 surrounding the table, most stroking though I was oblivious to this , concentrating on the job at hand giving her the hard public fucking that she wanted. FYI, performing as requested in this setting is the key to getting a steady stream of women looking to fuck you specifically as the regular women chat with each other and the newbie couples and point out who can deliver and who’s all show and no go. Again we were hard at work on the table and oblivious to anything else. I do remember the club security guys yelling at some to back up before they cum lest they spray on us, a biohazard and a massive breach of the etiquette in these places. The only other thing that I remember was a ruckus behind me at one point but one of my buds yelling its all good boss, keep working, so I did. Eventually we both tapped out, huggs and kisses between us and hi fives for me from the crowd.
As I was getting dressed I asked the fellas what was the ruckus. They told me that one guy stayed crouched behind us and became entranced watching my cock pump in and out of her and, at one point, couldn’t take it anymore and tried to wedge his head in there to suck/lick the shaft of my cock as it was going in and out. They pulled him away in time and he got bounced for attempting non-consensual touching. When she heard about it she was pissed as she knew that was not my thing and I would have jumped up, pulled out and the end of fun. The result would have been, no more orgasms for all to see for her.
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