High speed piston pump edging him while her friends watch
Virginia Gordon ::
Big veiny cock : more protrusions for more sensations
Firstly, let me say that I chose to ignore this juvenile and immature statement left for me - then I realised that it would be irresponsible of me to let this behaviour slide by without being addressed, and putting forth some response that will hopefully let individuals like yourself (Anon) and others who share equal mindset that it is unacceptable.
To add to this anon, was a response I had read that perhaps it was my fetish. I would encourage you to read asleepylioness’ post regarding this.
I will continue to respond by saying that my response is my response and I speak for nobody else but myself.
It is neither a fetish or as anon put is so eloquently, it is not a matter of fat. I understand that human interaction and taking a lover does depend on some physical attraction. I understand this.
Yet, for me, I have been with all types of body types and ethnicities and it is the character of a person that attracts me. The way they love their family, what their friends say about them, how they treat servers at a restaurant or speak to strangers in the street.
With labels like straight or heterosexual, yes, I do like women. But as all the women who have given me an intimate part of themselves, trusting me with her body - I’ve been told that on more occasion than once that it was the conversation that was a turn on. Again, mind trumping physicality.
What I’m saying is this. You’re anonymous and nothing more than a keyboard pusher that hides behind anonymity to spread hateful messages and on nothing more than an aspect of someone’s physicality - on someone who is much healthier than I am nonetheless!
And let it be known that I have no problem sticking up for a partner, family, friends or strangers who have to put up with the hurtful shit people like you are spreading in the world. I know for a fact that even if one was fat, if that is what you’re choosing to look down upon someone, you’re an idiot.
There are much worse things to a persons character that will trump physical attributes. Just like you, you are stating with your foul statements that you are an ugly person. I don’t mean physical, I mean personally. I pray your parents raised you better and I hope you’re not disappointing them, yet, if they hold the same mindset, you have the ability to break the cycle.
I could speak on this for much longer as I have spent my life working with empowering people of all walks of life and in all my years working with 5 year olds to 80 year olds. I will end with this, I hope you see the light and end your spiteful and hateful ways Anonymous. Join the rest of the world, accept one another and remember fat is present in all of us, but ugliness is a choice. Don’t be ugly, be [a] present. Love one another humanity.
……I couldn’t have said it any better….
Why We Share Masturbation
My wife and I share masturbation frequently. We still enjoy solosex in private, plus intercourse and oral whenever we’re in the mood, but we enjoy getting ourselves off together.
We’d both been passionate masturbator’s since we were pre-teens, which we admitted to each other early in our first year of marriage. It all happened one night when we had a glorious herbal buzz going on and were feeling horny. I broke the ice by asking to see how she got herself off, and she gladly agreed, as long as I went first. Well, I didn’t need any more encouragement than that. I dropped my jeans to my ankles and began caressing my already hard cock. At that time, I had yet to experiment with edging (the word wasn’t even around then), but I did my best to hold back and display a variety of stroking techniques before blowing a beautiful load of cum.
She then slid her jeans down and went to work on her young clit. Her hand moved so fast it was a blur, but it was breathtaking to watch her climb the mountain of Orgasm and throw herself off.
And the rest, as they say, is history. But as to why we share masturbation, it’s because we saw no reason to deny it or hide it. Neither of us ever had any shame about getting ourselves off, and we believed masturbation was a form of sexual pleasure equal to any other - not inferior. It wasn’t something we had to do when we weren’t fucking. In fact, we masturbated just as much - if not more - when we were fucking. Masturbation became a regular part of our intercourse, and a glorious celebration by itself.
Masturbation - for us - is the ultimate liberation; the ability to admit to ourselves and each other how much we love our bodies, and we take great joy in displaying that self-love. Although we both taught each other just how we liked to be manipulated, it’s no threat to our relationship to admit that nobody can get us off like ourselves. It’s all good, but it’s also all unique. We love to fuck. We love to suck and lick. But we also love to masturbate.
We didn’t want any awkward secrets between us. We saw absolutely no reason to conceal our solosex.
I had a couple porn mag subscriptions at the time and she enjoyed browsing them and guessing which images I jacked-off to. And most of the time, she was right on the money. Turned out, she liked looking at arousing images too. We had individual and shared tastes in porn. Over time, we amassed a nice collection of classic videos.
We expanded our horizons with toys and for a long time, we had separate toy boxes, just because we had that many. We played with dildos, vibrators, probes, sleeves and anything that looked fun.
We took photos and videos of ourselves masturbating - alone and together, and masturbated to them.
We kept a masturbation journal for a year and wrote down all our moments and thoughts as we explored the beauty and joy of solosex.
The freedom to share masturbation is like taking a huge weight off one’s shoulders. You don’t have to do it in secret or hide your porn.
And we both give each other the space we deserve to indulge in our individual solo time. If she goes out, she tells me approximately when she expects to be home, so I can be uninterrupted during my journey.
In our relationship, masturbation is embraced. It is assumed. It is expected. It is cherished.
It just makes loving each other that much more complete.