masturbators recall:
One of your comments below brought back a great memory of mine. My mother also had one of those vibrators that you stuck the hand inside the end for back scratching. My first orgasm was brought about by me taking the hand out of the end of the vibrator, and placing the head of my cock into where the hand connected. I turned on the vibrator and had my very first orgasm almost immediately. I’d say I was shooting cum in about 15 or 20 seconds. Used it many more times after that. Also I too would sneak out of the house at night, strip out of my clothes and find a neighbors porch, swingset, backyard picnic table to masturbate on. One neighbor woman would keep an old pair of sneakers on her back porch for cutting the grass. I can’t even say how many times I shot my hot sticky cum into them. It turned me on every time I saw her mowing the lawn while wearing them (she never wore socks while wearing them either). Ahhh some fond old memories.
Greg
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My depravity too started as a child. As young as six I was humping the floor. I had no idea what I was doing just knew that it felt good. By seven I was exposing myself by standing by a window nude while trains went by. I would hear a train coming and just had to rip off my cloths and stand there. Again, no idea why. too young to understand sex yet I was compelled.
By 8 I would walk to a nearby forest preserve and walk around nude. Sometimes I still do this. I like to go to a nearby park late at night, take off my clothing and just start walking away. The farther away from my cloths I get, the more nervous I get. When I simply can not stand it anymore I will drop to the ground a masturbate. After having had my orgasm I am no longer turned on and there is a serious shame and humiliation I feel as I make my way back to my cloths. This isn’t a good feeling at all at the time. But oddly, it’s this feeling I remember the next time I have the urge.
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I've been a totally compulsive addicted masturbator since I was six
years old. I had a secret but very kinky childhood that included
dressing in mom's nities, risky outdoor nudism, lots of pee play and
a little experimentation with scat.
I seem to have fallen deeper into my fetishes as I have grown older.
I love to spend entire weekends lost in masturbation, extremely kinky
pornography, continuous wine enemas as well as running around inside
and outside in slutty panties, catsuits and tigh highs. I often milk
long strings of precum into my morning coffee and sip the thick brew
as I masturbate. I love drinking my own pee either hot and fresh or
mixed into a peetini "cocktail". I love to taste the wine that
accidently squirts out of my sweet puckered butthole. I've even come
to relish the taste of the little flakes of poop that squirt out with
the wine or cling to my favorite sting of anal balls.
I'm married and have a girlfriend. But, I know that neither lady
shares my deepest desires. They would be throughly disgusted if they
knew what I do when I'm alone.
Even though my fun has been as a solosexual, I've learned to
appreciate my attraction to men as well as women. I'd love to suck a
hard cock and offer my butthole for his use. I dream of putting a
penis in my mouth right after he orgasmed and drinking his thick pee-
cum. I would love to lick the genitals and taste the juices of a man
and woman while they were having sex. I am told that I am very good
at giving women oral sex and want a lady who would enjoy peeing while
I sucked and licked her. I also dream of licking someone's (male or
female) anal ring while they are having a bowel movement. I know
that I am a sub that enjoys light bondage. I want to be humiliated
and used for the sexual pleasure of others.
I am looking for a Yahoo group or other internet site with others who
understand and share my sexuality. I belong to several masturbation
groups but find that most members can't identify with the type of
nasty fun I have.
Please do call the Wank Bank and leave your testimony
I had my first orgasm soon after an older cousin and his parents moved in next door to us. I was 12 and he was almost 14. He came to my house for a sleepover. Our parents went out for a while and we were alone. Right away he started asking me if my dick was growing and did I get boners and stuff. Then he said he had measured his and it was almost 6″. There was a ruler on my desk and he put it between his legs, sticking up like it was his dick. We were laughing at it and he said let’s show dicks. Before I could say anything, he yanked down his shorts and underwear and his bone popped straight up. This was only the second time I had seen an older boy with a hardon and I was amazed. I had just barely started developing and was waking up with a boner every morning that made it hard to pee, but my dick was probably only three inches. My cousin was playing with his cock, slapping it around and making it dance. It pointed straight up like mine and had a knobby pink head. He had a very small bush and a pink ballsack with two nice sized nuts that bounced around as he played. I hadn’t pulled down my pants yet, so he asked me if I wanted him to take my dick out for me. He said let’s play like I’m the doctor and I can examine you. I laid down on my bed and he knelt next to me and proceeded to undress me, which amounted to pulling down my shorts and underpants. When my shorts came off, I was pitching a little tent in my baggy white briefs. He rubbed my thighs with his hands and when his fingers went up the legs of my underpants and got near my nuts, my whole crotch kind of tingled. Then he pulled my underwear off and I was laying there fully naked with a very hard little boner. Right away he touched it and felt my tight nutsack. He moved my dick out of the way and checked for peachfuzz. I had some and he explained that soon it would turn into hair like he had on his dick. I touched his bush with my finger and it felt soft. Just then we saw headlights and my parents’ car turned in the driveway. Brad said oh shit. We both jumped up and pulled up our pants. I must have looked scared because he said don’t worry, they won’t find out.
I’m going to have come back and finish this later. Writing this made me really horny and I have a hard leaky boner in my pants. This has always been one of my favorite memories to jack off to because the orgasms I had that day were so fucking intense it wracked my entire body.
In case anybody is reading, I will finish this and probably call the Wank Bank to record my orgasm right afterward.