My wife's toothbrush

I love to use her electric tooth bush to masturbate. The vibrations feel amazing against the head of my cock.

Even more fun is the bonus later on when I get to watch her brush her teeth later that morning. I love knowing she is tasting me... remembering how my cum flowed onto the brush... remembering how I worked it down into the bristles with my fingers... remembering how I licked the edges clean so she would not be able to tell.

Tenth Grade Math: Algebra 3-4

As a sophomore in high school, there was an unbelievably hot girl the sat diagonally in front of me. She would kick off her shoes in class and toe at them... she was as out of my league as a girl can get. Once, during a lecture... yes our teacher managed to give us lectures in 10th grade math... she seemed intent on making my cock burst out of my jeans. She was dangling her shoe from her toe... rubbing her socked feet together or playing with her shoes... she dropped her pencil at one point and picked it up with her toes and that put me over the edge. I needed to cum. There is no way else to say it. I didn't want to cum... I had a pressing... biological need... like bouncing in your seat because you have to pee so bad you can barely hold it in. I NEEDED to cum.

So sitting there in the back of math class while the pencils of my classmates could be heard furiously trying to keep up with the notes he was giving... mine was in my lap, rubbing at the bulging heap of denim. First slowly, and then furiously until I could take no more. I orgasmed... hard... it washed over me... I managed to keep quiet but was out of breath. My toes were curled in my tennis shoes. She could have been staring at me... for all I would have known the whole class could have been staring with the teacher now discussing my technique instead of mathematical anomalies. I did not take my eyes off of her feet from the moment she curled her toes around that pencil until my pants were damp from the cum stained underwear beneath them.

But the sound of scribbling graphite on paper continued, unabated. As I looked around the room, not a single eye was turned my way. For the first time, I had an orgasm in a public place with some 25 or more people in the room. I had no idea how to do the assignment that night... but I count it as among the more accomplished days I had in my four years of high school.

My 2009 Orgasm Statistics

I've been keeping track of my orgasms since I got my iPod last year. Yep... there's an app for that.

In 2009:
I jacked myself off 244 times (average 4.7 times per week).
I had sex with my wife 28 times (average once every other week).
My wife gave me 20 hand jobs (average about once every 2 1/2 weeks).
She gave me four blow jobs to completion (average once every 3 months).
I got off using my Fleshlights (alone or with EC) 15 times (average about once ever 3 1/2 weeks).

In total, I had 311 orgasms last year, about six a week.

I love fucking shoes (retifism)

I have a shoe fetish. Not in the sense of buying tons and tons of shoes, but in the sense that women's shoes, especially tennis shoes, turn me on. They don't have to be on a woman. I'm not sure what it is. I can see a pair of shoes... walking through a shoe department even... and I get turned on.

I love the way the leather smells... worn or not. I love the way the shoe laces look weaving in and out of the eyelets. I love the way my cock feels inside them. I have had sex with so many pairs... my wife's... her sister's... a few co-workers... a friend in highschool. I find myself somehow intimately connected to the person who owns them, though it is more than that. The truth is, I just like fucking shoes.

It is called retifism. I know it seems like it is out there... my wife thinks it's cute... it is nice to know there is a term for it and that many more people than you might a first suspect are into it.

Cumming in math class

In 10th grade Algebra class I sat in the back row behind a really hot cheerleader who I think was a junior at the time. One day while everyone was focused on the teacher, I noticed she had taken off her shoes and was sort of toe-ing at the floor and her shoes while she took notes. I moved my hand below my desk and started rubbing my dick through my jeans with the side of my pencil.

I was so transfixed on her socked feet that I had to keep reminding myself to look around and make sure no one was watching. Before long, I started pressing harder with the pencil and I came in my pants in the back of math class staring at this older girl's feet and shoes.

Math was second period. Luckily, my underwear did a good job of absorbing the cum. I walked around the rest of the day with cum in my pants.

Entirely by accident

I was staying the night at my brother 's house when I was in highschool. He had gone out to work early in the morning. The baby was fussing upstairs. I went up to check on her and then went into my brother's bedroom to tell his wife that the baby was upset and I didn't know what to do.

She was still asleep, laying on her back... mostly under the covers but one side of her was uncovered and she was apparently naked. Her breast was exposed. She is unbelievably attractive and I couldn't believe I was seeing this.

I backed out of the room and did my best to quiet the baby. A few minutes later, I was locked in the bathroom inhaling from a pair of her panties that I had found on the bathroom floor while I masturbated with my pants around my ankles.

I have always regretting not taking a longer look... perhaps a quick touch... perhaps seeing how deep a sleeper she was... perhaps a little more exploring.

Oh to be a teenager again!

I took it all the way!

I've played briefly with toys in my ass before... a small butt plug... a thin flexible vibe... once I tried my wife's full size dildo... about the same size as my own cock. I admit it hurt like a bitch and I stopped after just a couple of seconds I decided I wanted to know how it felt. If my wife can take my cock in her ass, why can't I handle it? So last night in my hotel room, I'm looking at porn and I happened to bring along a couple of my wife's dildos and my pussy flesh light.

I got out the smaller of the two dildos. A very thin, vibrating, blue waterproof toy shaped like a penis ribbed with some pretty harsh ridges. I managed to get it inside me a good few inches. I turned on my camera and the vibe and fucked myself with the fleshlight. It felt pretty good.

Tonight though... I took her big one. It's by far larger than me... both in length and girth. A vibrating, cyberskin realistic cock. It took me a while but I got it inside me a few inches. I had some trouble getting it in very far. I turned on the vibe and tried to relax and watch some porn. A good 45 minutes later, with is still in my ass, I pulled it out and relubed. I slid it back inside me and sat on it. Wow!! All the way in. It didn't hurt like I thought it would. I toyed with sliding it in and out and had on some good female on male strap-on porn. I came pretty hard but I have to say that the best part is how I felt afterward. I felt more satisfied than I can ever remember after jacking off. I really wonder how the real thing feels. Even now, over an hour later, I feel fulfilled. I'm so proud of myself for taking it. I can't wait to do it again.

Wives and Masturbation

I have spoken with a lot of men, or seen posts on the various groups I am a part of, on the subject of wives and masturbation. I am surprised by how many married men there are with wives who so disapprove of their masturbatory habits that they feel they must do it privately and in secret. In some cases, their wives are so against it that it's almost as though they cheating on their wives... with themselves.

I'll admit that in the beginning of our marriage, I did this behind closed doors and often secretly as well. I chalk it up mostly to just being a little embarrassed or feeling self conscious about it... all my single life, growing up, it was done in secret, after all.

Eventually, she found the cum rags when she did the laundry. I say "found" loosely because while we weren't talking about it, I also was never exactly hiding it. A few years ago, I just said, what the heck am I being so shy about? The next time I got in the shower with her, I jerked off like I always do when I'm in there alone. It opened up a good discussion and the rest as they say is history.

My wife knows now that I masturbate several times a week, often daily and many times more than once in a day. A lot of times, I still lock the door and do it in private, not really out of necessity but because sometimes I just like to be alone. But she has seen me do it often as well. Honestly, I like it most when she watches me.

She does it too and while she is still a little self conscious about doing it in front of me, she always makes it a point to tell me after she did with this sort of 'guess what I just did' smirk on her face. It's sexy as hell. Sometimes I think that look on her face afterward is worth more than watching her.

Playing with Dirty Panties

A woman asked me some questions in response to some pictures of my sister in law's panties that I posted on Newbie Nudes.com and this is my response.

Her private message to me:
"My bf also is into playing around with others panties. Tell me more about what you do with them and how you feel when you get a chance to go through some girls room. Have some photos to share with you as well"

My response:
Mostly, I love to smell a woman's panties... I feel like I am in some way connecting to the essence of the woman who wore them.

I have more recently found that I love licking them clean. I love how sweet they taste. It's amazing how similar and yet still how different each woman is. I've only tasted a few... my wife's, her sister's, her aunt's, my older brother's wife's, and a girl I used to work with.

My brother's wife's panties were the first I played with. I was about 15 or 16 at the time and worked for my brother's business. I was staying the night over at his house once and woke up early after my brother had gone to get some things for work and my niece (a baby at the time) was crying upstairs. I went upstairs to see what was going on and my sister in law was laying asleep in bed with the covers half covering her, completely naked. Of course, seeing her naked breast required relief at that age. Looking back, I wish I would have tried to touch or kiss them while she slept, but well... hind sight and all. So I locked myself in the bathroom and there on the floor were a pair of lacy black panties. I smelled them and it was purely intoxicating. I felt like I could cum right then without even touching myself. It wasn't long after I started that I did cum, but I managed to clean up every bit of the sweet nectar she had left behind.

My wife's are obviously pretty easy to enjoy. Each time, I wonder with part worry and part hope... will this be the time she notices the crotch is damp and mysteriously clean when she picks them up to do laundry? How will she react?

Her sister's panties have been harder to come by, but she goes on vacation with us sometimes and occasionally stays the night. From there it is just a matter of whether or not I will have an opportunity alone long enough. Usually, I do. Playing with my sister in law's panties "feels" different. My heart is always racing, I feel all fluttery inside... I have had a crush on her for years so it's a delicious mixture of emotions... it's taboo... I feel connected to her... my wife's sister's panties are by far my favorite to play with. I'm not sure if it is all in my head or not because of how I already feel about her, but she smells and tastes the best of all I've tried.

A lot of the girls at work would change into their uniforms in the restroom and leave their clothes in a bag. I would play with them often and once, in a girl's backpack, I found 2 pairs of dirty thong panties. I took them with me. Those were the first I had taken home with me. Also deliciously sweet and they smelled wonderful. I don't have them anymore. In a fit of guilt, I tossed them along with the first pair of my wife's sister's panties I had taken. I regret that immensely.

My wife's aunt's are the most recent procurement. I took them in January of this past year during a birthday party. Her aunt is only a few years older than me. She is a nurse and so this fills so many fantasies at once. lol

I love to masturbate while I smell them. I usually get completely naked, and inhale as deeply as I can. Sometimes, I imagine she is there in the room encouraging me, other times, I imagine she comes in and catches me. Usually though, I just take it in without much fantasy. Her panties are enough on their own to consume me.

I'm thinking about purchasing some dirty panties from a woman over the internet. I'd have to set up a P.O. Box so my wife doesn't get them in the mailbox, but there is something about the thought of paying for them... with the woman knowing full well what I plan to do with them, that gets me excited.

Silly things

Someone asked in a discussion group what sort of silly things you find yourself doing when your masturbating.

You're sitting there enjoying yourself and watching some porn and trying to imagine yourself in the scene. If you are honest with yourself, you know you must look pretty silly as it is and no one's around so why not take a few steps to make it more realistic?

I often find myself jerking my cock or bucking my hips to the same rhythm as the people fucking on the screen. Sometimes I might get myself into the same position as them. I may, for example, get on my knees because the couple I'm watching are doing it doggy style. Or I may suck on a finger as she sucks his cock.

How embarrassing would it be to get caught? How much more so while mimicking the scene? I wonder how many others do this?

The Joydick

This is exactly what needs to be put out on the market. I would have sooo much fun with a game like this. Just imagine how much fun it would be to beat your high score. What better way to condition yourself to last longer? :)

There are instructions on how to make your own on the site: http://projects.sfmedialabs.com/?page_id=77 but this is way over my head... no pun intended.

Wedding Ring

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Privacy

My wife knows I masturbate several times a week, if not daily. A lot of times, I lock the door and do it in private, not really out of necessity but because sometimes I just like to be alone. But she has seen me do it as well. She does it too and while she is still a little self conscious about doing it in front of me, she always makes it a point to tell me after she did with this sort of 'guess what I just did' smirk on her face. It's sexy as hell. Sometimes I think that look on her face afterward is worth more than watching her.

My first sexual interest in a girl

Up to this point in my life, my sexual resume consisted of sexual experiences with a few different boys  throughout elementary school. By the time I was in sixth grade, the opportunities to explore with other boys slowed down to an unfortunate halt.

As a result, I began masturbating on a daily basis, usually more than once... But no boys... And still no girls. Sure, I'd had "girlfriends" in the "will you go with me? Circle yes or no" sense. As if that ever counted for anything. Nothing serious. Certainly nothing physical. There was a girl who lived down the street from me who I had this HUGE crush on. She was two years younger than me and the crush started at 8 years old. She was the first girl I was ever interested in and was also to be the girl I would give my virginity to and ultimately, the one I would marry. But up to this point, sexual interest in girls I knew had not even entered my mind.

I never thought of myself as gay. I had no concept of the word bisexual. I was just me. I was way too shy to ask the girl down the street out. My brother and I had earned a bit of a reputation as trouble makers in the neighborhood, mostly for his part, and she was too much of a good girl to be with someone like that so I just became satisfied with daydreaming of her and watching her play out in the yard from my own yard.

I ended up joining a church youth group in sixth grade. Ironically, that was where my first sexual interest in a girl began. An "older woman" from my perspective, she was in highschool. Her name was Jennifer. She's the first girl that made my dick stand up. Cheerleader. She went on to be Homecoming Queen. Way out of my league, of course. I guess the first ones usually are.

There are a lot of people out there with a lot of different fetishes. I often wonder if they know exactly how their fetishes started. I find women's feet to be a turn on... but I do not have a full blown fetish for them. It's fun to lick my wife's soles or suck on her toes or lie back and enjoy a good foot job... but it's not quite a fetish for me. What I am into are a woman's socked feet and shoes... especially tennis shoes. I know exactly how that began. It was all thanks to Jennifer.

We were in the main hall of the building where we had gone for our church retreat. Everyone was pretty much doing their own thing. I was the shy, nerdy type and didn't know anyone so I just sat there and watched television and listened to other people's conversation... the typical stuff. I had never looked at Jennifer, or any girl for that matter... including the girl who lived down the street that I had such a crush on, in any sexual manner. I wasn't repulsed by girls or suppressing anything... it just never happened that I had been in a situation where I looked at a girl like that with the obvious exception of pictures and magazines.

I looked up and Jennifer was sitting on the floor, just inside the carpeted area in front of me, as we all gathered to go over the agenda for our day and I looked down to see that she had kicked off her shoes. She was sitting with her legs bent and out to her side and for some reason, I just couldn't stop looking at her feet. Her socks were so bright, you'd have thought she picked them up off the set of a Tide commercial... her toes twitched here and there as we all listened to the youth pastor talking. I realized I was hard as a rock... I was horny. Not 60 seconds after the meeting was over, I had cum in the toilet 10 feet from where she sat.

Even now, a woman with plain white cotton socks and no shoes just turns me on... and since then, the fetish has grown somehow to include shoes. I can get completely aroused just walking through the shoe department in the mall. They don't even have to be on the woman's feet. I don't know what it is... the funny thing is, for so long I thought I was unique... but the internet has a fantastic way of opening people up... there are hundreds of people into it. Sure, it's a smaller group than what many fetishes enjoy... but it's still nice not to be alone.

On occasion, when I masturbate... playing with a pair of my wife's socks from the laundry pile... I think about Jennifer and those sexy little feet.

Good times... and bad

The internet has made porn so accessible that it has almost taken away a lot of what made masturbation so fulfilling... maybe it's that you don't have to use your imagination so much these days or maybe it's just that I'm getting older.

I had this picture I had ripped out of a magazine somewhere... it was a model in a pair of blue jeans, bare foot, and topless. I folded it up and snuck it into the bathroom with me so many times to jack off to. I'd clean myself up with a wad of toilet paper and flush it all down the toilet.



Unfortunately, the world filled our heads back then with a good deal of garbage that ended up causing me so much confusion and heartache. I would be so horny that I could think of nothing all day but coming home and jacking off on the toilet with my pants down around my ankles and the unfolded topless model propped up on the toilet paper holder on the wall. Then after cumming came the enormous feelings of guilt. Thinking that what I had done was, I'd promise to myself never to do it again and in a few days would be back where I was. I was sure at one point that I was going to hell for sure.

Sadly enough, that went on for a good year or more... eventually I resigned myself to give up trying to quit and eventually the guilt faded to a manageable level and soon enough was quiet enough that I learned to ignore it all together. I think a lot of boys probably deal with it. But eventually we learn.

My first cum... oh know!!! Am I gay?

The older kids in the neighborhood always talked about "coming". We... the younger kids... asked what they were talking about and they'd laugh or tease because we didn't know. Eventually they told us it was white stuff that came out of you when you had an orgasm. They would also talk about making women "come" and how you were a real man if you could make a woman do that. We never really heard them talking about boys doing it so we came to the understanding that only women did that.

We had a very large dog house... almost a small barn... attached to our garage in the back yard and sometimes I would sneak in there and lock the dog in the pen outside and jack off. One day, I went back and did so just as I always did. I had my eyes closed and was thinking about Donny, the boy across the street, and as I was reaching that point of orgasm something new happened... white gooey cum started oozing out of the end. I was horrified. I thought I had done something terribly wrong and I remember thinking it meant I was gay because only women did that... as though the biology would have been any different. Funny... it never occurred to me that I might be gay because I liked to play with and suck on other boy's penises. lol Eventually, I figured out it was normal for boys to cum. It's funny looking back, but honestly, at the time it really wasn't funny at all.

All things must end...

Once school started, we saw Robbie a whole lot less. :(

Staying over on school nights was obviously not aloud and weekends were generally just time at home but we usually went over to my grandparents house on the holidays and so we still got to have some fun now and again. There was a room upstairs that was filled with stuff... they just used it for storage. There was an old mattress that was propped up against one wall and we would sneak behind it and play around when we went over.

As fun as that was, the holidays turned out to be too far between and ultimately, we ended up growing apart and soon enough the fun between us and Robbie came to an end... but my brother and I still had each other and we grew closer for a while there. We used to sneak out to this old car that was parked at the back of our yard and climb inside. One of us would pretend to drive and the other would lay his head in the driver's lap. We masturbated in front of each other and a couple of times I sucked on him and once he sucked me. It felt more wrong than it did with Robbie so it didn't happen as often or for as long.

After that, I learned to take care of myself on a much more regular basis... in bed, in the basement, out in the yard, behind the garage, in the bathroom... anywhere I could.

Evening Exercise - my first sexual experience

I was about 8 or 9 years old. My younger cousin, Robbie, and his friend "Scooter" came over to play at our house for the day and were planning on staying the night. We were sitting out on the back porch and they were talking about needing to go inside to do their exercises before bed. My brother and I wondered what they were talking about and so we went down into our basement so they could show us.

At this point, both of us were completely naive to any use for our penises except to go to the bathroom, so we were both surprised and curious when our cousin and friend simultaneously dropped their pants in front of us and begin to rub themselves.



I asked why they were doing that and Robbie told us it was an exercise that would make your penis bigger. While I pondered why in the world you would need it to be bigger, he quickly added that it felt really good too. He said it was called "one man sex". With a minimal amount of prodding, my brother and I pulled down our pants and soon enough there were four boys standing with our pants around our ankles watching each other masturbate. I was impressed because I did get a little bigger and harder too. That was the first time I'd ever had, or at least noticed I had, an erection. And he was right. It felt pretty good too. We exercised together on a pretty regular basis after that day.



After we'd done this a few times over the course of the summer, one time Robbie said he was too tired from playing and still needed to do his exercises so he asked if I would do it for him. I didn't see anything wrong with it so I did. It was a lot of fun and soon led to other "exercises" that involved our mouths but that's another story. As it is, I think I need to go do some exercising just about now.