How often; What time of day; Where?
I like knowing my man masturbates. In fact, it may seem like I’m being quite nosey at times because I ask a lot of questions, like, “when, how often, what time of day, where?” I generally refrain from asking them about their fantasies…. I mean what they may have been looking at or thinking about. There’s some privacies involved here. But I ask those other questions because when I hear about it – I get turned on.
I wouldn’t say that’s always been true – getting turned on by my man jacking off. I’ve had a few different experiences with partners and masturbating. My least favorite is if – we aren’t having enough sex – but he is masturbating. That’s a real drag, and probably a sign that well, maybe he’s not horny for me??!! OUCH. Or, maybe it’s laziness? Unknown.
In my younger years I didn’t understand a partner masturbating, as if I wasn’t ENOUGH. I was literally jealous… of my partner’s hand. Lmao. Now I know I don’t NEED to be enough. Is that called maturity? Sex and masturbating are two completely different experiences. If I had to give up ONE – I would personally choose to give up masturbating. As long as I could choose my sex partner. But we don’t have to choose so why give up either one?
If you can get your man (or girlfriend! obviously, with all my writings, please feel free to switch genders in whatever way works best for you and your fantasies) to make a video for you… well, JACKPOT. That’s just the hottest thing to have handy dandy for those boring nights when you aren’t in the mood for cable or Netflix, and they aren’t around. Plus, I’ve mentioned before, if you haven’t already done so, watch your lover masturbate as soon as possible!! It’s so fun to learn their technique. Big helpful hint on how to get them off!
NAKEDNESS and the INTERWEBS
I’m not a fan of sharing naked pics and videos thru the interwebs. But – GUILTY – of doing it anyway. How irresistible is it when your lover has been gone a few weeks? I mean, come on, I wanna see that cock I’ve been missing so much. I also wanna share my tits-n-ass w/him! It’s pretty entertaining taking sexy selfies. And quite a lot of work – the setup, the angles, the timer.
I do recommend the selfie realm. For yourself. Seriously. I spent time, during a huge transition in my life, documenting myself with selfies for shits and giggles; a self-discovery sort of thing. I wanted to see my face in a variety of settings over a number of days. It was a big EYE opener. I was scowling a lot!! I have worked to redefine the general resting appearance of my face by slightly raising my eyebrows all the time. This is vanity, of course, because I’d like to avoid the allure of plastic surgeries, and the like. Yet still hopefully reverse the lines between my eyes that started to appear from those years of scowling. Woops. And the years of living on Maui and not wearing enough hats. Woops again.
SEXY SELFIES
Selfies can be valuable in learning about yourself. Next up – sexy selfies. They don’t have to go ANYWHERE. They’re just for you (wink wink). But they can be empowering. And don’t give up after 3 shots. It can take 100 shots to get one good one (ask my photographer, seriously it takes a lot of shots). Now I’m proud to say I’ve only ever photoshopped ONE photo and it was almost 10 years ago. I asked my friend if she would please remove about 10 pounds from my belly!! Yep, I did it, I asked. She did it and I lived happily ever after. However, my goal from here on out: no photoshopping my physical appearance. That’s a lot of pressure on the photographer. Hahaha. She does a great job though. Here’s one from our recent photoshoot:
PISTOL PACKIN’
It’s going to become obvious, if it hasn’t already, I’m a pistol packin’ mama. My Dadio gifted me a beautiful pistol many years ago and I love it. It’s pretty fun to just “wear” around like an accessory; I have a thigh holster for it. It’s especially fun to tote it in the backwoods. Hey, there’s ANIMALS out there.
Sorry to some of my friends who don’t like guns, but:
I find guns sexy. Particularly, pistols.
I was in an extremely embarrassing situation once. I was invited to a client’s home, years ago, while I was visiting Montana from Maui. Both husband and wife were avid hunters, many trophy animals mounted in their home. We were all in the kitchen when he brought out his brand new .45 mag. Here’s the embarrassing part: I blushed when I saw it!! No fucking joke. I found it sooo sexy that I blushed! Then I blushed more because, my god, I was blushing in front of my clients over a super sleek, sexy pistol. I kinda died inside for a moment (God help me if they ever read this). We went outside to shoot it. That took some pressure off!! I unloaded that baby. It was cathartic.
Guns are just sexy. Yes, I understand, they are weapons too. I have one around, ultimately, for protection. I also hunt and have a rifle but I just really like pistol stories. Years ago a friend told me he was driving on an L.A. freeway. He got into a “road rage” incident with another driver. Guess what? That driver pulled out a mag and waived it at him. Now, there’s a wake up call! At the same time – why is that kinda hot?
SEX v. MASTURBATION?
But let’s get back to my love of him masturbating. I mean that’s a loner thing but if I can be involved, well then, I really have accomplished my goal: ultimately I want to fuck him for masturbating. Then it can be amazing to do something fun like he fucks your squeezed hand and cums all over your tits. The combo of him feeling like he’s masturbating with me I’m helping him out. Hopefully it’s a yummy, thick, creamy giz all over my tits. I like to get in some flicks with my tongue as he unloads close enough for me to also lap some up and swallow.
Swallowing is pretty much a learned art. Just like swallowing oysters, everyone. I do have a bias. If you don’t like oysters well, you’re just not classy. Same w/swallowing a load. Or, at least taking it in the mouth and being super subtle about spitting it out. Don’t make your man feel like HIS juices are icky. How do you expect him to treat your wet puss? Return the favor. Swallow -or- spit graciously. Those are the 2 kind choices. Otherwise I may have to reprimand you.
So, I’m quite a few hours late posting today. My apologies. I DO have the BEST excuse ever. I had a hot bod draped over me this morning and it literally precluded me from getting up and out of bed (plus some technical difficulties mixed in there). Do you blame me for staying in bed though? This is a great lesson in life: it’s about the journey, not the end game. I sure do like to take time out to enjoy the BEST life has to offer, especially when it comes to some hot skin-on-skin action! My word of advice – don’t take that for granted. Enjoy, luxuriate, in every moment of having that hot bod next to you.
Cheers my loves. Have a great week!
xoxoxoxo