My Testimonial

My Testimonial by Anonymous Dear Readers, You too must be a dedicated masturbator, given that you are here. Ipersonally have, since as long as I can remember, considered masturbation tobe extremely exciting. I'd say that since the age of 13, when I began inearnest, I enjoyed this pleasure while imagining others masturbating. I'veeven caught myself thinking about (mostly women) masturbating, though I alsothink about me too. I'm not gay, it's just that masturbation, the act itself,whether done by a male or female, is highly erotic for me. For some reason, I've enjoyed an association between speedos andmasturbation from early on. I've continued this well into adulthood, though Idon't always think about wearing speedos when I masturbate. I do however,always think about people masturbating when I myself masturbate. Sometimes Ithink about women masturbating, other times men. All things in their propercontext though, so I've watched my speedo fetish, but at this point -- age 30-- I've concluded it is harmless. Same goes for my love of masturbation, it'shealthy, doesn't intrude in my life, and really provides a healthy way ofrelieving tension. Enough of the psycho-babble, we all know masturbation isgreat, now for a few of my favorite masturbation related stories. Cutting to the chase, I've always enjoyed a good wank. I've done it atdifferent times of the day and night, which I guess is common. Sometimes I'llget up and feel very horny, often striding to my dresser drawer and pulling onone of my speedos. I then return to my bed, lie down, think of othersmasturbating and reach inside. I make sure to push my dick off to the side,that way when I cum I do so inside the suit. That's very important, it addsto the excitement. I don't always wear a speedo, however, when I jerkoff. Another favorite way to jerkoff is to find tapes of women masturbating,preferably those amateur tapes, featuring women who are really getting offbecause they want to do so, not because they're being paid. I am quite goodat prolonging my orgasms, and can get my dick close to the edge, again andagain, without falling over ... or spilling over I should say. I'll get fouror five tapes (often I have to rent that many just to find enough scenes ofwomen alone, masturbating), then fast forward to the scenes of womenmasturbating. By the time I strip down, I know approximately where I'll cum.I then cue up the scenes I want to view at regular speed, building up to anamazing cum. I'll vary my stroke tempo, depending on whether or not I'mgetting a bit too close. Right now, as I write this, I'm hoping that I willhave this story posted. If it is and I receive a one month membership, thefirst place I will check out is the gallery. I'm sure I'll cum at least twiceover a two-hour period at that first sitting. Hopefully when I gain access tothe photos, I won't be disappointed. Also, the thought of a cute girl readingthis story and getting off is exciting. As I write this I've already made upmy mind that soon, I will cum. I've been stroking off and on, my dick is softright now, but I've been working it for hours and know that it won't take longto cum if I want to cum. What'll happen is that it will suddenly get hard,then almost as soon as it's hard I'll feel the amazing heat or a splashingorgasm. Getting back to my experiences and techniques. A former girlfriend ofmine was a masturbator from the word "go." She'd average three times a day,and that's on a bad day. What's more, she loved for me to watch her, which Idid with glee. The last time I was with her I asked if she'd use a vibrator,kneeling down in the middle of the living room floor. That's just what shedid, the vibrator rattling against the floor. Her butt was back, the vibratortoo big really, and she'd keep lowering her hips so the bottom rattled againstthe floor. It was about six in the evening, so I was worried that theneighbors below us would figure out what was happening above. If they did,they didn't say anything. Oh, I should also mention another time I had agreat time watching that same ex-girlfriend masturbate. It was a very hot,muggy Saturday afternoon and we'd been to the beach. Both drained, wecollapsed on my bed. She knew how much watching her masturbate turned me on,and her as well, so she got up, stripped off her cover-up and ordered me tostrip. I thought we were in for a roll in the sack, but as luck would haveit, she had planned something much better. As I mentioned I enjoy wearing speedos, so under my shorts I was wearinga speedo. I use the shorts as a cover up, then strip when I'm on the beach.Anyway, she ordered me to take off the speedo and hand it over. When I did,she put it on. Then she kneeled down, just as she'd done that evening whileusing her vibrator (we lived together for two years, so that's why thevibrator was handy). Reaching in the speedo (she also knew and had seen mejerkoff while wearing a speedo), on her knees (because that's something thatturns me on also, the sight of a girl on her knees fingering off), sheproceeded to jerk frantically. I came about an instant after she did, and Ijust about coated the ceiling with my sperm, that's how hard I came! Back in college I'd masturbate at times when I was relatively sure myroommate wasn't going to be in. I accomplished this feat by crawling, fullydressed except without shoes, under the comforter and pretend to take a nap.The door was always locked, so if my roommate arrived suddenly, I had a fewseconds lead time to put my dick back in my jeans before he barged in. I'dhave a handfull of tissues handy, and cum with glee into them. But the bestplace -- but most dangerous -- to cum remained the showers. You had to justabout take your life into your hands, not knowing if someone would come in touse the facilities. There were almost transparent shower curtains. You hadto hope to cum quickly, then even lose a bit of the pleasure because if youdid cum, you had to be listening, not twitch or jerk (your back to the roombehind you). In short, it sucked. By my Junior year I enjoyed sharing anapartment, and I finally had my own room!! I jerked off with glee!! One ofthe first things I did was get a TV with a VCR and haunt the local videostores, just looking for tapes showing girls (and I even rented a few withguys on them, alone, masturbating) getting off. One of my favorite was anolder tape entitled Plato's Retreat West. There's a scene where a girl issitting in the middle of a flight of stairs, her arm down the front of herleotard, just masturbating away. She cums and leaves no doubt that she'sactually cum. The fact that she was reaching INSIDE the leotard made it allthe more exciting. I've had a few excellent exchanges with women online. These take sometime since we just don't get involved without getting to know the other. Inthe few situations where I've had cyber, of course neither of us knows theother, nor do we hold the illusion of ever meeting. I'd never want toactually meet in person someone I met online; that's just my pet peeve, orprecaution. Works out well since I think most people feel that way. Anyway,one of my favorite episodes happened when I chatted, first via e-mail, then ina private room, with a 20-year-old college student. She was at home on herhome computer during summer break this past summer. Believe it or not she ledme into the situation, not vice versa. I told her about the kinds of things Ifantasized about when masturbating. She was very pro-masturbation, doing itusually twice a day, sometimes more. I honestly believe her. I told her howshe should strip, go to her closet, and put on the one-piece bathing suitshe'd told me about earlier in the conversation. "Your hands are my hands," Itold her. "When I tell you do feel yourself, to use your hands a certain way,it is me who is acting as your hands. Imagine your hands as my hands." First I told her to feel her breasts over the swimsuit. Then as hernipples hardened, to rub her special place over her swimsuit. She realizedthat as she did all of this, I'd not only be sitting jerking off with onehand, periodically stroking ... because I needed both hands for typing, butI'd think about it in the future too. She came with her hand down the frontof her suit, just as I'd seen the girl in Plato's Retreat West do. I'vejerked off to my mental picture of that girl sitting at her computer, wearinga one-piece bathing suit, hand down the front, face flush, body trembling,many, many times. Tonight however, I'm going to imagine that this story isposted and I get my free one-month membership. I'll imagine a girl sitting,reading this story, frantically fingering herself off. Give me a few minutesand I'll cum. Hope you enjoyed these true experiences.