Thoughts I’ve had about masturbation:
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I wonder if I have time later to slip away? Maybe I’ll pull the vibrator out. Is it even charged? It’s probably not charged.
Mmmm, this [picture, story, post, etc] is so hot. Gawd, I could just imagine being in that moment.
My cunt is throbbing. I love that feeling. I’ve missed that feeling.
Oh look, there’s something else I need to do. What was I thinking about?
Oh, that’s right. I was going to masturbate. Or was I? I don’t think that vibrator I like is charged. Damn it. I should get up and find the cord.
Fuck, I forgot to plug it in. I could use my hands, I guess. But gawd, it feels so good to lie down in bed. Mmm, the blankets are so soft and warm. Let me just close my eyes for a moment. Maybe I’ll charge that toy tomorrow.
John Brownstone on masturbation:
I masturbated. I came. It was good.
I wish I were more like John Brownstone. As much as I enjoy a good orgasm and believe in the benefits of masturbation, I let all kinds of things get in the way. Sometimes it just feels like more effort than it’s worth. Maybe sometimes it is, but like most things that are good for us, if we take the time to do it, we find it was worth the effort.
Welcome to Masturbation Monday! At least one of us is getting off, amiright? For actual smut, you know where to go.