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| My purple rabbit |
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| My pink G-spot vibrator |
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| My blue waterproof vibrator |
See who else is being sinful at Molly’s Daily Kiss!
5. Mutual masturbation? Yay or Nay?
Yay. Very yay. Other than intercourse, I sometimes eschew sexual activities that see both of us actively working toward the other’s orgasm at the same time; if I’m trying to make Jill cum, I want to enjoy the experience of her orgasm (as well as the buildup leading to it) without feeling like I have to also experience orgasm in order to justify her efforts. It’s for this reason that we rarely sixty-nine. That said, if we’re engaging in mutual masturbation it’s generally done as foreplay. There’s no pressure to climax, and a good time is had by all.
6. If you had an all-expense-paid trip to San Francisco to attend Masturbate-a-thon 2012 would you go and masturbate? Why or Why not?
An all-expense-paid trip to San Francisco? So, in other words if someone bought us a sixteenth of a tank of gas?
Jill’s Answers
1. How often do you masturbate?
I try to masturbate between four and six times during the average week. During my work week, I usually get myself off in the shower, either with a waterproof vibrator or the hand-held showerhead. I find that this really helps me focus and have a great day at work. Of course, it’s likely that I will masturbate at other times during the typical day, especially if Jack and I are having sex. We try to make masturbation a regular part of our sex play.
4. Do you let your partner watch you masturbate?
a. Yes, it turns me on to be watched.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. No, it’s embarrassing.
d. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.
Again, I have to go with (a). It really turns me on to be watched while I masturbate. I love having an audience, though Jack often joins in to help, or massages my thighs and feet while I pleasure myself. He usually buries his face right in my pussy once I start to cum, or kisses me passionately. If I ask, I sometimes get to suck his cock while cumming. Now this I love!
5. Mutual masturbation? Yay or Nay?
Oh yeah! Heck yeah! That’s even more fun than solo masturbation.
6. If you had an all-expense-paid trip to San Francisco to attend Masturbate-a-thon 2012 would you go and masturbate? Why or Why not?
Luckily we are within driving distance and we plan on attending provided that we can find a babysitter for the day-long event. We can’t wait! I’m a little nervous, but very excited about a possible new experience. I’m sure we will blog all about it.
http://masturbate2012.tumblr.com/
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Sunday, May 27, 10am-midnight
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All genders, all orientations welcome to explore self-pleasure in a supportive group environment. Check the next newsletter for more detail about this year’s Thon, and join us to Come for a Cause!
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Bonus: Are you addicted to masturbating?
I enjoy it, but I wouldn’t say that I’m addicted to it. I don’t have to touch myself everytime I have two minutes of privacy. While I love masturbation, I much prefer being touched by someone else, and if I had to choose, I’d give up masturbation long before I’d ever give up sex.
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I lie on the bed, my legs splayed garishly for your enjoyment. The strip of material stretches thin, my pussy glistening visibly underneath. I hook my thumbs inside the waistband of my panties, lifting my ass up from the mattress and sliding them off. After discarding them at the foot of the bed, my hand settles between my legs, fingers quickly landing on my clit.
The first few strokes are strictly for show. I’m only getting warmed up. I stare out, locking eyes, fancying that I can read your thoughts. You stare back, focused, unable to hide your lust. My fingers move slowly and deliberately, more determined to put on a sexy performance than to bring pleasure to my swollen, aching bud.
Though I can’t see it for myself, I know you must be aroused. As one hand continues its dance over my slick, hungry pussy, the other brings one of my breasts close to my mouth. My lips can’t quite reach my nipple, but a tongue certainly can. You gasp at the sight, and I manage to stifle a giggle. I’ve got you eating out of my hand.
Thoughts of your arousal fill my mind. I lean back, resting supine. Though I can see nothing but the ceiling, I feel your eyes on me. I imagine your hands wandering over my body, your lips kissing parts of me that have never before been kissed. In my mind I can feel your weight on top of me, your hardness filling me up. My body throbs with desire.
I slip two fingers inside myself, pressing up on my G-spot before withdrawing them and caressing my clit. My strokes are no longer strictly for show. I don’t know when it changed, but I am now a woman on a mission, intent upon my own pleasure. I won’t stop until I’ve climaxed. Whether my performance arouses you is strictly incidental.
Yes, I’m aware that you’re watching, but only barely. Nothing matters but my orgasm, looming over me like a shadow. Each flick of my fingers pushes me closer to the edge. And when I reach the edge, one last stroke sends me over. I climax noisily, shamelessly, unconcerned with who might hear.
Now it’s your turn. Come use my body for your pleasure.
-Jill
Be sure to visit Osbasso and see who else HNTed this week. Then stop by OHNT and see a slightly more explicit version of this shot!
The Christian Right has much to say about homosexuality. Fred Phelpsl [sic] says God hates them and stages protests at the funerals of American soldiers to bring attention to his hatred. An anti-gay Christian Right wing activist recently said there wasn’t any proof that LBGT people exist. And most recently, a conservative crowd booed a gay soldier during a GOP Debate. Now a “pastor” on the Christian Right is saying that masturbation is a form of homosexuality.“Pastor” Mark Driscoll says that men need to stop masturbating because it’s a kind of homosexuality. In a booklet titled Porn-Again Christian: A Frank Discussion on Pornography & Masturbation for God’s Men, Driscoll of the Seattle-based Mars Hill Church says, “First, masturbation can be a form of homosexuality because it is a sexual act that does not involve a woman. If a man were to masturbate while engaged in other forms of sexual intimacy with his wife then he would not be doing so in a homosexual way. However, any man who does so without his wife in the room is bordering on homosexual activity, particularly if he’s watching himself in a mirror and being turned on by his own male body.”In sermons offered at this website, Driscoll also says that Christians should judge gay people like Jesus. “If you leave this church, you can go to another church and they will tell you if you are living together and not married, that’s okay. They’ll tell you if you’re gay, that’s okay. They’ll tell you if you’re married and you’re into porno and wife-swapping and open marriages, that’s okay. God is displeased with that conduct. …. Christians therefore must be judgmental like Jesus.”Driscoll is a poor excuse of a pastor. This supposed “man of God” should know that Jesus was not judgmental, and he certainly frowned upon Christians judging others. “Judge not lest ye be judged,” Jesus said to a group of men who were judging an adulterer. “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone.” The Bible says that the only sexuality we should be concerned with is our own. I’m certain this “pastor” sins on a daily basis and has probably masturbated a couple times in his life. Interestingly enough, he isn’t saying anything about female masturbation. He’s probably okay with that.
Last night I experienced two things that I had not experienced in a long time: I had a sex dream about a woman, and I had an orgasm in my sleep.
I dream about sex pretty often, probably more often than Jack does. Not every night, or even every week, but almost regularly. In fact, sex is the most common recurring theme among my dreams. These dreams always excite me, and I usually wake up incredibly aroused. When I lived alone I would wake from a particularly intense dream, my thighs sticky with arousal, and need to get off before I could go back to sleep.
Most of the time I dream about having sex with men, but I have had some exciting dreams involving women. Sometimes I am an active participant, intimately involved with the woman, and other times I dream about watching the other woman have sex with a man. Sometimes the man is Jack, or another man I am attracted to. If the woman is someone I know, the man might be her husband or significant other. Other times, the couple I am watching is faceless.
When I am making love to the woman, she is always somebody I know. Last night was no different. Although I don’t remember many details of the dream itself (other than what the woman and I were doing), when I woke up I was surprised by just how real it had seemed. I remembered feeling the woman’s body, her curves, her hardening nipples, her slippery wetness, just as vividly as though I had been touching her for real. Eventually I realized that I must have been touching my own body and dreaming that it was hers.
I know I was touching my own body, because the dream climaxed, literally, with her fondling me to orgasm. The next thing I knew I was sitting upright in bed, trembling as my heartbeat slowed. I was still very aroused. The room was dark, and I could hear Jack breathing nearby. Slowly I lay back down, grateful that my erotic episode hadn’t woken him.
As my head hit the pillow, I remember hoping that I could somehow re-join the dream already in progress. That was my last thought before falling asleep and dreaming about something unfortunately unsexy.
-Jill
