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As a young adult...how many times were U told that masturbating brought along insanity...blindness...sterility....syphilis....problems related to future reproduction....crooked teeth and bad breath, among others?

Where you ever caught in the act of exploring your sexuality?

If you answered "yes"....how did you feel? and of course, who caught you?

Have you ever thought of the implications of "labeling" sexual pleasure as "bad", "dirty" ....and so on?

 

My story about this topic:

I may have been 8 or 9 years old....

At my parents house, the main bathroom was in the hall between the 3 bedrooms. I can not remember what time of the day it was because the embarrassment was too much for me.

I was checking myself while sitting at the toilet....whatever was in my panties that everybody kept covering all the time. I needed to see it.... People could go "almost" naked in hot days, but the "undies" were always there.... swimming with clothes....?come on...what was so important and ugly to be covered up all the time????

Now, in the innocence of my age at that time...I omitted the window on the side wall of the bathroom... curtains open side by side open to the view of anyone in the family...Suddenly I heard a noise and saw the "painter"(a man my dad hired to paint the patio) intensely looking at me....I felt like hiding inside the toilet bowl....I only remember running into my room and being very careful afterward and everyday not to see the man painting the patio face to face.....

 

 

Hugs to all

Tracie:roll:

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Great thread Tracie and I love the dark hair on you!

 

As a young girl I would rub myself against couches, pillows - thankfully I never got caught. Every time I would climax, a wave of guilt would overcome me and ruin the moment. It was when I stopped believing in God that I didn't feel bad about my sexuality and could enjoy pleasuring myself.

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Constantly!

 

Started around 8 years old and same as Belladonna at the young age figured god is not the interfering type and never stopped since

 

the hottest times with girlfriends has been mutual masturbation. I love it when a girls knows how to get herself off!

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yes guys and girls, it is beautiful to masturbate with a partner....and you sweet Bella, I know what you mean.....but I really think this is a subject nobody likes to talk about....I had clients who asked me when I felt like masturbating....my answer was "everytime I am hot and there is no partner"

But when I have said that...men in general get a little bit of a surprise.."a woman saying that she masturbates...????wow...that is too much....

I love you all for answering to this thread and put things in place...NOTHING IS WRONG...YOU WONT GO BLIND....

LOL

Hugs to everyone

Tracie

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I didn't even know how to masturbate until I was 15, then one day I was in the basement huffing gas with a friend of mine. He went first and while I was taking my turn huffing, I looked up and he had his dick in his hand 2 feet from my face furiously wacking it. Ohhhh, so that's how it worked!

 

After a week of jerking off like 8 times a day to make up for lost time, I developed a friction scab that hurt like a mother fucker. That slowed me down a bit - it hurt but I just had to keep doing it for some reason ;)

 

Then a few years later I got really sick the day before new years eve. Was still at my parents and went to bed...slept for 18 or 20 hours. When I woke up, my door was open and the lights were on in the hallway, but I heard no sound at all and remembered that my parents were going out that night.

 

Threw the sheets off, out came a Hustler mag, and I'm lying there leaning towards the dirty pictures holding it up in the air with my right hand while masturbating with my left (I'm very talented). Oh yeah, nothing's better than this...and in comes the mom.

 

We didn't make eye contact for a day or two after that...

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....I had clients who asked me when I felt like masturbating....my answer was "everytime I am hot and there is no partner"

But when I have said that...men in general get a little bit of a surprise.."a woman saying that she masturbates...????wow...that is too much....

 

Probably a big reason why men see escorts as much as they do. Tis a bit sad that too many women are fearful of being sexual or whatever the case may be.

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ALL THE TIME!!! I LOVE IT!! lol... im constantly horny... never caught by family or friends... wasnt ever really mentiond i guess... other than an awkward sex talk when in early teens... I always wanted to get caught... in detention with a hot teacher lol... always chickened out though...but have done so discreetly in public places... or whatever... i guess i have a bit of a voyeuristic tendancy to me... did i ever feel bad? no... its always been enjoyable and fun... i could go on and on... but anyways... LOVE IT!!

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It was when I stopped believing in God that I didn't feel bad about my sexuality and could enjoy pleasuring myself.

 

Thank god for that! LOL

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I can't understand this God vs. sex relationship? Do all these religions (I don't follow any of them btw) teach you that sex is bad? What a sad thing...

 

I believe in a God and believe in sex. Is there not a religion that teaches that? How can they teach you that sex is bad when you need it to carry on the human race, and ultimately create more religious followers and people that will contribute to the religion itself, financially and otherwise? Makes no sense to me....

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I can't understand this God vs. sex relationship? Do all these religions (I don't follow any of them btw) teach you that sex is bad? What a sad thing...

 

I believe in a God and believe in sex. Is there not a religion that teaches that? How can they teach you that sex is bad when you need it to carry on the human race, and ultimately create more religious followers and people that will contribute to the religion itself, financially and otherwise? Makes no sense to me....

Its not so much all religion as those that distort it to whatever suits them... the catholic church is notorious... not all of them but a lot of it is doom and gloom... but if you actually follow the words of the dude in which christianity is named for... its basically love, peace, do not judge others, and try to be as good and true of a person you can be... after all one of his buddies was, well, an sp lol... it seems like, especially right wing conservative, christians just gloss over what christianity and most religions are really about... and that is acceptance, of yourself and others.

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I've never felt guilty about masturbating. It was simply not a topic at my house so I didn't have any preconceived notions about it when I discovered it.

 

I was around 10 and one of my friends showed me how it was done. I thought it was kind of fun but I was too young to truly enjoy it so I didn't really get into it. I started masturbating again when I was 12 and that's when I experienced for the first time what it was like to have an orgasm! Since then, I've been a fan. ;)

 

The only thing I ever considered taboo about sexuality was the one night stands. I was tought that "respectable" women should not have sex outside of a romantical relationship. So I felt pretty guilty about that until I was in my late twenties! As you may have guessed, things have changed since then. :boobies:

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Never really been caught masturbating but one of the most embarassing things that happened i was with a girlfriend in my bedroom mom ask to come in so i let her in as she was leaving she picks up an unused condom and says to me did you drop something, obvious i turn beat red once she left i almost pissed myself laughing so hard. :oops::lol:

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I think I was quite young when I started masturbating, I must have been about 9 or 10 and would wake up with a boner and on a Saturday morning before the cartoons on TV I decided to shake this erection off. I was a bit difficult since my younger brother and I, share the same bedroom. I lifted the blankets and covered myself under and started to stroke this stressed muscle until some stuff came out of it. I was scared and didn't do it till I was about 14 after all the guys at school were talking about it.

 

It became more interesting when I was 18 (still a virgin) and seeing this girl who's parents were very catholic and we agreed not to have sex until marriage. Masturbation was allowed and so we pleasured each other until one day she broke up with me for not giving it to her( penetration ).

 

She got pregnant about 2 years later and have not seen her since.

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Oh my God.....why did I not start a thread like this....CRAP!!!

 

Most of you know I LOVE to masterbate.....the Kleenex compnay I am sure has made millions off of me......

 

I do not even remember when I started.....I come from a very open family where we could talk about sex without guilt.....my mother bought me my "first" magazine when I was around 16....it was a Penthouse as she wanted me to see a more beautiful way to look at women other than the porn rags (Hustler...Oui.....) I had under my bed.....

 

I have masterbated with many of my lovers.....it is great to watch and learn what turns thier crank as well as them finding out what turns mine.

 

There is nothing of course as a good fuck...but when time is short....you are stressed...you can get that same endorphin rush by a good "Jack or Jill"........:jackoff:

 

Masturbation is a great stress relief and a great way to learn how to hold off and enjoy.

 

I could go on and on......I have been cought by my mother fucking my pillow....next day there was a bottle of unscented lotion in my room......with a little happy face drawn on it.

 

For a jo9ke I emptied it into another bottle and went back down to see her with the empty bottle and asked where she got it....I needed more.......she laughed and Dad sat there and called me a perv......hahahahah....

 

Drunk in New York as a teeneager on a school trip.....I was getting blue balls from my girlfriend on the same trip......so I dashed up to my room......jerked off and actually shot out the window to the street below........some one got the "something about Mary" hair gell......

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I was a backward child (foreshadowing my role as a backward adult). While many of my friends were busy chasing girls and were obsessed with kissing and groping, I was still happily building forts with my Lego. I did have a vague stirring in my brain when it came to the fairer sex, but no stirrings elsewhere.

 

Sex was never mentioned by my parents. Ever. But one day, when I was about 13, a small sex-ed book appeared in my room. I read it, but was at first totally unprepared for its lessons. I was puzzled by the chapter that went on and on about how masturbation was not evil and would not hurt you -- according to the book, masturbation was something that most everybody greatly enjoyed. I had been aware of its existence in a theoretical sort of way, but had never previously thought about doing it myself.

 

Prompted by this sex-ed book, I now figured it should be worth a try. I carefully pored over the chapter on masturbation, trying to deduce the nuts and bolts of this activity (told you I was backward). The book wasn't a how-to manual, though, so I had to make some deductions. Unfortunately, my readings-between-the-lines were erroneous. I decided that somehow masturbation must basically entail the manipulation of one's testicles. So off I went to the bathroom for the Great Experiment, and proceed to squeeze and rub my balls for a prolonged period. It was uncomfortable, slightly painful, and I had no erection, although the ordeal eventually resulted in ejaculation. So this was what so many people supposedly enjoyed?? Not for me.

 

It was months later before I finally began to clue in. Rubbing the penis turned out to be a much happier activity, but even so it took me quite a while to let go of my original misapprehension about the uncomfortable agitation of the testicles being a mandatory requirement of successful masturbation. So for a time the two went hand in hand (so to speak). Eventually I had my eureka moment, and all discomfort dissappeared. With that, I was off to the races and have never looked back.

 

Unsurprisingly, during career-aptitude testing in Junior Highschool, "mechanics" was not my highest-scoring category.

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... one of the most embarassing things that happened ... i turn beat red ...

 

D, that's a great pun combining masturbation and embarassment!

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well I proved my mother wrong, I am not blind and trust me I tried to go blind and I am still trying.

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Being a philosophical idealist since childhood, I didn't realize it took actual physical pressure on the penis to cause ejaculation. I just thought that if you were turned on enough by your thoughts, you'd ejaculate; and that the sex act itself was just a momentary penetration immediately prior to that event (my recent partners might be of the opinion that I still think so...).

 

One day I awoke during a wet dream, and realized that I had been humping my mattress in my semi-sleeping condition. So that's how it's done! I loved the warm feeling that flooded through me. I'll never forget that moment.

I haven't stopped since.....

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Being a philosophical idealist since childhood, I didn't realize it took actual physical pressure on the penis to cause ejaculation. I just thought that if you were turned on enough by your thoughts, you'd ejaculate; and that the sex act itself was just a momentary penetration immediately prior to that event (my recent partners might be of the opinion that I still think so...).

 

One day I awoke during a wet dream, and realized that I had been humping my mattress in my semi-sleeping condition. So that's how it's done! I loved the warm feeling that flooded through me. I'll never forget that moment.

I haven't stopped since.....

 

 

This is very reminiscent of my own experience. When I was a kid I too didn't know that ejaculation was the result of physical manipulation. In fact, I didn't even equate those nice feelings I had when I looked at pictures of naked women with contributing to the sex act. I just thought there was something magical about the vagina, so that if you inserted your penis in it, "sperm" would come out. At least that's how sex education of the day described it. Of course I now know it is actually true, the vagina is magical... although it's power is much greater than I first suspected... it's capable of getting a man to do just about anything. :lol:

 

Okay, back to the topic. I came from a very sex-less upbringing. No talk, hint, suggestion or innuendo of it. I learned of the birds and the bees from my best friend. No, he didn't show me. He just told me everything his mother was telling him. I was amazed... but also clueless, as you can tell from the paragraph above. I first heard about masturbation from another friend of mine when I was about 12 (actually I didn't hear about masturbating until a little later because he called it jerking off). He told me how his older brother (by a couple of years) and his friends would have circle jerk contests in the basement and about how this one guy would always win (apparently in both delivery time and volume). I was amazed... and envious.

 

My first experience with masturbation is similar to Cato's. I was about 13 and I had a huge crush on one of the well developed girls in my class. This is about the time when the girls you didn't know existed in your class the previous spring, were all of a sudden women you lusted after at the start of the new school year. My friends and I would hang out with the girls at the neighborhood park in the evenings. One night I was lying in bed thinking abut this one particular girl who seemed to also like me. I so badly want to explore her budding body and I began fantasizing about it a bit. Without realizing what I was doing, I guess I had started to rub myself against the mattress... and it started to feel soooo good. Not too long later, just as Cato described it, I was overwhelmed by the most intense wave of warm feeling ever. It was indescribable. I didn't want it to ever end, but then I felt the sticky warm wet spot I was lying in and I was scared. Didn't quite know what I would see when I turned on the lights. Amazingly, I didn't really see much. Although I guess my Mom saw plenty the next wash day. Anyway, I will always remember that special moment and the girl that inspired it. Lily, wherever you are, you are the girl of my first wet dream!

 

Oh btw, I'm happy to report there have been many more wet dreams about many more girls since. 8):wink:

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