Most mornings I drag myself out of bed and onto my yoga mat. Once in a while, though, I have more urgent matters to attend to: relieving the effects of a dream that’s been interrupted just before its climax. Last night I had vague and hazy dreams of a series of partners encountered in the […]
Category Archives: Masturbation
When I went to school up in San Jose, I was introduced to the light rail system and a whole new fantasy: frottage. Most of the time I was able to obtain a seat, but the days when I had to stand…well, I was always on the look out for someone to play a starring […]
The past two days I?ve been rating my orgasms on a scale of one to ten, thanks to a fantastic fucking idea that was suggested to me by Brad of Bradtastic.
It’s 11 pm and I’ve just finished watching two hours of porn. Lots of happy, giggling bi gals, trouncing each other with those long, straight double dildos. I’ve always wondered how they managed to get those to work. I’m almost in awe of their skill. The first (and last) time I tried to use one […]
I’d planned to spend my Halloween running around town, pitching in for my mom and one of my best friends, attending an evening meeting, and somehow managing to get some paperwork done betwixt it all. Instead, I ditched everyone and everything to stay in and watch some videos a friend had lent me, gorging myself […]
…should I call it reverse voyeurism? Judge for yourself.
One of the many wonderful things about clothes with elastic waistbands is the ability to masturbate in public with none the wiser. I just…