“Rabbit Trick”, posted June 10, 2010
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TMI Tuesday: May 8, 2012 – M is for Masturbation
Jack’s Answers
1. How often do you masturbate?
I shoot for once daily during the week, but it’s not always possible. I have an extremely active two-year-old who doesn’t like to be penned up long enough for me to shower, much less have a prolonged encounter with myself. It’s not as bad as it was when I wrote this; she’s grown much more self-reliant of late than she was even six months ago. But normally, if I can masturbate three or four times a week, I’m happy with that.
2. What are you doing to celebrate Masturbation month?
Jill and I are trying to masturbate at least once a day every day. So far we’ve both been successful – some days we’ve even had more than one – and we’ll do our best to continue at this pace for as long as we can, even into June if possible. As I said in my answer to #1, it isn’t always easy to sneak off for some self-love, though the reward is always well worth the effort.
3. Do you like to watch your partner masturbate?
a. Yes, it turns me on.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. Not really, it’s boring.
d. No, it’s a turn off.
e. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.
What? No (f), I’ve never experienced it and I don’t want to? Whatever… Okay, seriously: I’ll definitely go with (a), as watching a woman masturbate is one of the hottest things I can imagine. Watching a woman masturbate is the kind of thing I used to fantasize about when I was younger and dated women who didn’t masturbate, didn’t know how, weren’t comfortable with their bodies or the idea of being watched, or had been raised to believe that masturbation was somehow wrong or unhealthy. I feel sorry for these women, and I hope they’ve corrected their sexual attitudes for the sake of whoever they eventually married.
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.
Of course I have. I’m an exhibitionist. I’ve let people who weren’t my partner watch me masturbate. I hope they enjoyed it.
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?
Admittedly, a sixteenth of a tank of gas isn’t as cheap as it was in the early 1990s.
The Center for Sex & Culture
Sunday, May 27, 10am-midnight
Arrive by 9pm
$40 minimum self-sponsorship; or bring sponsorship form with pledges
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!
All donations and pledges support CSC’s operations and programs.
Bonus: Are you addicted to masturbating?
I enjoy masturbation, both alone and with a partner, and I definitely get a lot of emotional and physical pleasure out of a self-induced orgasm. It’s quite possibly the greatest of life’s simple pleasures. To say that I’m addicted, though, would be an exaggeration of Rob Liefeldian proportions.
This is not a healthy spine! This woman is clearly injured!
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.
Not the “sex play” we were referring to.
2. What are you doing to celebrate Masturbation month?
Jack and I are really making a point of masturbating every day in order to celebrate Masturbation Month. Additionally we are planning to attend Masturbate-a-Thon at the Center for Sex and Culture on May 27th.
3. Do you like to watch your partner masturbate?
a. Yes, it turns me on.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. Not really, it’s boring.
d. No, it’s a turn off.
e. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.
I’ll go with (a), yes, it turns me on. I love watching Jack masturbate. There is something really sexy about a hot man who knows exactly what he likes and how to handle himself. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and catch Jack masturbating in bed beside me, especially if he’s stayed up much later than I have. Sometimes I get to help him along or at least clean him up afterwards. Other times, though, I know that he just wants a quick orgasm before bed and I don’t interrupt, even though I really want to and in fact the realization that he’s masturbating really gets me hot.
The realization that he’s folding laundry gets me even hotter.
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.
Rowr.
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/
The Center for Sex & Culture
Sunday, May 27, 10am-midnight
Arrive by 9pm
$40 minimum self-sponsorship; or bring sponsorship form with pledges
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!
All donations and pledges support CSC’s operations and programs.
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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Mood Lighting Monday
Some of the pictures week took for last week’s The Naughty Hangout post were so good we had trouble choosing just one. Here’s one of the shots that didn’t make the cut.
-Jill
Sinful Sunday: Thumb Cuffs
If you’ve read this blog for any length of time, you know that we are BDSM novices. We’ve never used a St. Andrew’s Cross. I’ve never been spanked with anything more exotic or unusual than a hairbrush. The extent of our bondage experience would be considered extremely vanilla by many of the bloggers we follow. You probably also know that while I am often submissive, this label does not define who I am sexually. However, sometimes it’s very sexy to absolutely and totally give up control. It’s exciting to be completely reliant on someone else, to know that you need the other person and must trust them completely. I can’t imagine trusting anyone as much as I trust Jack.
See who else is being sinful at Molly’s Daily Kiss!
Formspring Friday: Unusual Turn-Ons
What is one thing that you think is incredibly sexy that most others wouldn’t?
Jack’s Answer
My turn-ons are pretty broad. I go for all the typical stuff: Full, round asses and soft, comfortable breasts where one can lay one’s head and drift off to sleep. Sexy, pouting lips that hint at exquisite oral pleasure to come. Long legs. Pretty, scintillating eyes of any color. I like personality, intelligence, and sense of humor. I find all of these things arousing, and I acknowledge that most people probably do as well. The fact is, most of what turns me on is fairly mainstream. There is, however, one thing that comes to mind, and while it may not be universally sexy, it’s definitely not the sort of thing that no one finds sexy but me. That one thing is glasses.
They say that boys don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses. If that’s true, then I suppose thanks are in order; because the boys refrained from showing their appreciation for the cute bespectacled young lasses, they enjoyed it all the more when I did. Glasses are often a sign of intelligence – most people don’t screw up their eyes from watching too much reality TV – and frequently symbolize quirkiness or geekiness. Often the preconception that comes with wearing glasses belie the reality, as most of the women I’ve known who wore glasses were quite wild and unpredictable.
Jill’s Answer
Watching a man interact with a baby or a small child is one of the biggest turn-ons that I can think of that doesn’t directly involve sex. There is something very exciting about seeing a Dad (or an uncle or in some cases even a grandfather) hold a baby with confidence, kiss her gently on the head, and talk to her in a reassuring voice. If he makes the baby giggle by tickling her or blowing on her belly, even better. Watching a man rock a baby in his arms, or even dance while cradling her can provoke not only a physical reaction in me, but a very strong emotional reaction as well. If the child is a toddler and he’s dancing with her standing on his feet, it brings tears to my eyes.
It really depends on the guy, of course, but watching a strong man be so tender and loving toward a child, without reservation or self-consciousness, is sexy. A guy who I wouldn’t ordinarily find attractive can completely change my opinion based on how he acts with a baby. I don’t know why I feel this way, but it’s very real to me. I can’t be the only woman who is so affected by witnessing a man’s paternal instinct. I see this a lot with Jack. He’s hardly the sort of man to adopt a tough, macho exterior. But when I see him hold our daughter, talk to her, or play with her, it melts my heart, especially if he doesn’t know that I’m watching.
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Flash Fiction Friday: Model Release
Source credit: Met-Art.com
Trish didn’t want to get naked. That was evident by the way she kept her legs crossed in front of her, purse clutched tightly to her body.
“Why don’t you lose the purse?” the photographer suggested. Trish swallowed hard, but then followed the direction she had been given. Her hands trembled as she relinquished her purse. Her eyes betrayed fear, even shame.
Trish knew that nudity was stipulated in her contract. She had already accepted payment in exchange for baring all. But she couldn’t clear the mental hurdle staring her in the face. Beyond her own fear, she worried about what her parents would say if they found out.
“You’re nervous. I know you are.” The voice was warm, reassuring. “Look, fair is fair. If it’ll make you more comfortable, I’ll take off my clothes too.” Trish looked up. “I wouldn’t ask a model to do something I wasn’t willing to do. Would you like that?”
Trish nodded.
The photographer quickly got undressed, then stepped behind the camera.
“Your turn,” she said. (172/175)
Behind the Scenes
This week, Ram the Sunlover‘s Flash Fiction Friday assignment featured the above prompt photo and the required word “payment”. Additionally, rather than a maximum word limit, a range of between 171 and 175 words was imposed. In the past I’ve been accustomed to writing Flash Fiction with either no minimum word count, or else a much wider range between minimum and maximum. The narrow range required careful writing and very deliberate wording.
It is not necessarily a judgment of the prompt itself to say that I found this week’s challenge relatively uninspiring. Although I spent more time than usual pondering the photo and considering possible story threads, I was unable to come up with any solid ideas with my usual speed. There have been weeks in the past where it took a long time to think of a story, but this week I questioned whether I’d be able to do it.
I’m not sure why this is; I found the image itself aesthetically appealing, and briefly considered having the young lady pictured be a photographer at a department store photo studio. This could have made a semi-comedic story; people come in to take family portraits only to find that the photographer is naked. But I abandoned the idea when I acknowledged that while there are some Flash Fiction Friday regulars who could pull off such a radical idea, I’m probably not one of them.
Despite the image of a naked woman behind the camera, I chose to leave the gender of the photographer ambiguous until the final line of the story, wherein the revelation that the photographer is female is something of a plot twist. The title, “Model Release”, refers less to the legal document signed by the subject of a photograph allowing its publication than it does to the model’s eventual willingness to be naked on camera.
Deleted Scenes
In writing this week’s story, I managed to pace myself pretty well. In fact, I brought in the first draft at 169 words, two words short of the minimum. Thus, there is no material written for this story that didn’t make the cut. However, before coming up with the idea I actually used, I had a completely different idea – more like a seed, admittedly – that I actually wrote half a paragraph of before losing interest. I’ll have to keep it handy should it fit a future Flash Fiction Friday prompt.
Soundtrack
“Porcelain” by the Red Hot Chili Peppers.
The Naughty Hangout: A Candlelit Soak
“Shadows” is the main theme at The Naughty Hangout this week. We’ve played around with light and shadows in our photography before, and we love how low light makes just about anything look sexier and more mysterious. That’s why we decided to go with “Shadows” rather than one of the backup themes. Plus, who doesn’t enjoy a relaxing bath?
-Jill
On Display
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
