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Newsflash: female masturbation deemed crucial

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 21 Dec 1999 0 comments
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Newsflash: female masturbation deemed crucial by DaveI love to masturbate and was happy to discover this page. I very much appreciated the stories about girls masturbating together, a wonderful practice that I hope is more widespread, so to speak, than most people think. As I understand it, girls' friendships are intense, and if they become sexual then the sex can be explosive. Watching each other masturbate without touching each other seems for some reason even more erotic than lovemaking. First female masturbation is also wonderful to think about. I love hearing about when, say, a beautiful young girl with fair skin and long orange-red hair wakes up from a sexy dream and finds her nipples hard and her pussy wet and swollen. Maybe she pulls her cotton nightgown over her head, palms her bare breasts, and spreads her smooth damp thighs to receive the first caresses of her own careful but determined hand on the hard button between the slick folds of her wet pussy. Maybe she shrieks when in a single shocking explosive instant her taut, pulsing clitoris shows her a whole new world, where screaming and melting and weeping with pleasure are all one and the same mind-shattering thing. When I think about these things I stroke my hard marble rod excitedly and imagine hearing that sweet music that only an excited woman makes: that part laugh, part sob, that whimpering moan with an unmistakeable edge of utter heedless female joy, that sound that makes you want to spend an hour just kissing her mouth until she gets that you mean it, but also makes you long to feel her hook her ankles demurely around yours, the better to meet your thrusts as you make her frantic by driving your thick hard cock into her over and over and she tells you god yes keep doing that oh god oh unh oh, oh oh until you cover her gasping mouth with yours and she sucks your tongue [mmh] and bucks her hips up toward and around you [mmmh] and erupts into orgasm [mmmh!! mmmh!!], and for an instant she feels a fraction of the pleasure that you both know she deserves. (Substitute "strap-on dildo" or "hard red clit" for "thick hard cock" in that sentence, and you lesbians must know exactly what I'm talking about. See, we're not so different after all.)If I were a woman, I would masturbate all the time. It must be wonderful to be able to hold your soft smooth bare breast, finger the burning nipple, sink three fingers into your gaping wet pussy, and rub your thumb over your electric clit all at the same time. (Let's have a woman write in to confirm this.) I'll bet the world record for coming the hardest was set by a woman masturbating with her eyes closed. I hasten to add, though, that the erect circumcised penis, properly stroked, can deliver pretty much that same shock, resulting in just as much (silent) screaming and melting and weeping with pleasure. Perhaps a woman will enjoy imagining on my face when I have my urgent hand around my burning dick the same look of ecstatic amazement as appears on hers when that warm itch in her clit suddenly pulses into an unexpectedly intense climax, followed immediately by another. I use a mirror sometimes, so I've seen it, even if I can't inspect it closely, as the unbelievable sensations arriving from my penis at the same time are kind of crowding out visual ones. I hope women use mirrors too, because they really need to see how beautiful they are when they climax, especially by their own hand.Even after several years of dedicated masturbation, I didn't really appreciate the orgasmic potential of the erect penis until the sex with my girlfriend Karen really started to heat up as we got closer. I was a virgin when we met and for a long time what I wanted most in bed was pussy, to make up for all that lost time when I was driving it into my fist instead of a woman's wet cunt where I thought of it as belonging. I always liked it when she mounted me and brought herself off over and over with my dick while I sucked her nipples, but after she collapsed exhausted with my rod still hard inside her, all we usually did then was to have me roll over onto her and bring us off together (her for the fifth or sixth time) with a few hard thrusts. (Sometimes I would pull out while she caught her breath, so I could enter her again when she was lying on her back. There's nothing like entering a woman when she's lying on her back with her legs spread in invitation, especially when she's both relaxed from the release of a few previous climaxes and eager to have a few more from your dick inside her. It's like sinking blissfully into a warm bath, if taking a bath were the most exciting thing there is.) When we did start getting closer I wanted to make love to Karen all the time; the emotional high I got from being inside her sweet cunt would really intensify the climax when, feeling her moving with her orgasm, her man finally exploded into his woman. She tended to use her hand or mouth on me only as foreplay or when she wasn't into sex that much. But after a few incredible orgasms in this manner, I learned to appreciate coming onto my own chest instead of inside her. I could not believe the intensity of the long slow handjobs she gave me with her small sweet hand. I would try to remain as motionless as possible as she slowly moved her hand up and down and my dick gradually got harder, darker, and thicker. If I concentrated and even if she forced me to whimper piteously for her by slowing down to a crawl and lightly caressing the leaking, burning head of my now-purple cock, I could experience waves of the most astounding pleasure without coming. When I did come I shot thick jets of semen all over like never before. Or she would slow down and stop, making me drive my dick hard into her fist to come while she smiled at me and pushed back with all her considerable strengh. I rammed her tight fist harder than I ever rammed her wet cunt, perhaps to see her sexy tits jiggle when she met the force of my thrust, and when I came this way I shot come all the way off the bed.She also had me masturbate for her when she was too tired even to touch me. It would have been nice for her to join me but we never really did it together. Even so, I loved to see her peel her shirt away from her soft full tits and lie back for the show, and her sexy little smile as she watched me and waited patiently for the inevitable spurt made me pump my aching shaft harder than usual. Once or twice she got so turned on from watching me that she did it herself. She came quickly, though, instead of tantalizing herself the way she did to me. She did do it by herself as well, though, so she probably met her quota of solo gasping.Anyway, while I have the opportunity, I would like to remind women that they don't have to settle for the clumsy selfish thrashing of the average male, and urge them to seek out lovers who appreciate the lovely drawn-out two-stage process of first exciting a woman with extended, persistent kissing and a slow hand or two, followed by a great deal of exactly the sort of intense stimulation that drives her out of her mind with pleasure, whether that of a tireless and strong but gentle tongue, or perhaps that of being filled to bursting with several fingers or an entire hand, giving her climax after climax until she just rolls over and pants without speaking. (There are men like this as well as women.) I also urge them to spend more time stroking their nipples and spreading their legs for their own hands and toys, and talking with their female friends about masturbating, giving each other pointers, advice, demonstrations, vocal encouragement, etc. And don't forget to write in and tell us about it!