Masturbation Community Group
For all those people who touch themselves. Wether it is a little or alot. you can sound off here and list your concerns and comments. All are welcome
Well, I had a whole explanation I thought I had copied, but not so, so I'll write some of my story. Yes, my habit makes me feel twisted and dirty. I tell people, in spite of my good work at my job, that I'm not a good person and that they have to trust me. Yes, the internet has made my sexual fantasies, if you can call them that, much easier from the days when I had to trace pictures from comic books and alter them to my liking. So, yes, my fantasies and obsession lie within the realm of superheroines. Always has. Something about an everyday woman or girl dressing up in a costume -- and especially a mask -- to face danger that I'm drawn to. Sometimes I'll be in the situation. Mostly, the woman is beaten and fails. Perhaps after being unconscious, she'll try again and find herself in more peril before having her costume ripped and being unmasked. They rarely die. It just comes to the point where they finally somehow defeat the "evil" in a very unceremoniously way. Sonetimes, if I'm there, and also beaten, I might have sex with her at the end. I've had minimal actual sexual rekations, so I don't think about the sex in detail. Sometimes, if the fantasy is about someone I've personally known, I can add personal romantic touches It's a double-edged sword, though. As much as I enjoy the fantasy with an acquantince, the more I feel sad about the past and lost possibilities.
Anyway, back to the superheroines, today, on my day off for over 2 hours I downloaded some photos, mostly pics of women in costumes (I guess easier to find with Halloween coming.) I will sometimes try to alter the shape of the female model to make it appear more realistic. I'll alter the costume to make it look ripped and battle tested. I'll change heads to again make the superheroine look more everyday.
It's been happening more often lately, perhaps I feel that I've given up on life and taking care of things. I choose these things that give me limited satisfaction easily over the possible greater satisfaction outside. But I just don't think I have the courage or self-confidence to do anything anymore. I guess that's a whole other issue -- especially being 48 now.
Well, if you've made it this far, I thank you for reading. Don't know if this will help anyone, but I had to write this down. Thank you.
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I have toys. So the ones I have not used or need any more, are gone in the trash. One of my toys is just a regular hand held massager with an attachment. The other is a real insertable toy. This morning I ordered a new toy with attachments. It is small and has a brush like attachment and the other looks like a rose with a tiny tongue. I'll get it in about 2 weeks. Rechargable and...
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I can't believe this has gone on this long. So I don't have much hope of getting a tech job, but I saw an educational job that I thought might be really good. It would have been working at a university supporting high school students who are taking college classes. I did a mock interview with a friend and prepared extensively. It was at the university that I graduated from. I was very excited...
Our physical education and games teacher at school was a bully. At the end of each lesson he would make us queue naked outside the showers. At the age of 11 or 12 I found this very embarrassing; but a little later it was a sexual experience. It was one of the occasions I thought of when masturbating, along with thoughts of girls in the adjoining school in a similar situation.
Whenever I stood in front of a full-length mirror naked I would immediately become erect; sometimes I would get an orgasm and ejaculate even without touching. My knickers became a sexual pleasure. I started to put tissues in them to soak up dribbles of pee and semen overflows.
Sometime in my 20s I started masturbating stood up, legs apart. Sometimes this seemed to cause a harder erection and was more satisfying; but lying down did involve a wonderful feeling of satisfaction in my anus as well. I have continued with this position ever since.
In my 20s and early 30s I had an orgasm on most days, sometimes more if something exciting had happened. I have always found them self-limiting: one would satisfy me for at least an hour, all day if I had other things to occupy me. Now I have reduced the number of times I masturbate to no more than one per week. This is partly deliberate. I like to feel my semen swilling around, coming up and down. Then I hold back with a pleasant feeling of well-being and continued erection. Since an accident causing spinal injury in 2013 I have had carers who wash me and apply cleansers and skin moisturisers to my genitals each morning. This is often an exciting experience for me.