Female masturbation is one of the great male fantasies. Though mar- riage brought
hiatus to my self pleasuring it did not put an end to my fantasies-female
masturbation still fascinated me. So, when our marital sex games began to pall, I
boldly suggested to my wife that she try her hand at it for me to see.Being fully
into Equal Rights, Susan announced she would show me how she masturbated only if
I showed her how I did it. Ladies first I insisted, old chauvinist that I am.
Susan sat on a yellow canvas chair, one leg up and, to feed my own fantasies,
panties on. With two fingers she caressed a pink shallow nipple, gently pinching,
pulling and rubbing it until it stood rosy red and stiff. At the same time, the
other hand rubbed the I crotch of her panties, her middle finger going deeper and
deeper into the center crease, pushing the silk in until it began to darken with
her dampness. As a girl I always used to masturbate with my panties on." Susan
explained. "I pulled the cloth against my clitoris lnd inner lips while keeping
my thighs tightly shut. I learned this technique from another girl-we used to do
it together in the dorm." Later she learned other techniques, without panties but
with handy smooth objects such as the handle of her hair brush. "My hairbrusb
handles were always goopy," she laughed. "The cat loved to lick it." I handed
Susan a lairbrush and, slipping off her panties, she demonstrated how in her
post-graduate years she used to get off. This time, she gradually slipped the
smooth plastic handle between her dripping labia until it sank all the way in,
then pushed it in and out. With the other hand she massaged her clitoris which,
as her excitement began to mount, bobbed its little head in and out in the most
fantastic manner. Until then I believed what the sexologistls said. that the
glans clitoris, whenl excited, disappeared like  a thief in the night into its
tent not Susan's. by now my own excitement began to mount shedding my shorts, I
took my bobbing penis in my right hand (some men prefer their left) and, the way
I did to my phantom I, began the slow manipulation ulation of my stiffr organ's
satiny  skin until the glans ballooned up to the size of an overripe plum.

Sensing Susan's approachin orgasm I moved closer and quickened my own strokes to
matched hers. Then Susan started to moan I moved my working fist faster, pressing
the head with thumb aboveand forefinger on the trigger below the cleft-a surefire
way to climax on cue. The art of my ejaculation hit Susan right on the button
just as she too orgasmed, viscosity sinking  into the thick black fiber of her
bush and mingling with her own gurgling juices below. Our excitement continued
even after orgasm and ledl to our mutually masturbating each other for another
simultaneous climax. Mutual masturbation, I came to learn, is the best way to get
to know not only your own body but your partner's as well. I became samiliar with
where to touch, what pressure to use, how to increase my strokes and, among other
delights, the vicissitudes of the elusive clitoris and the even more mysterious
tunnel of love. Similarly, Susan learned from my body, stroking me with a
pleasure no machine or artificial aid can give or receive. Eat your heart out
AccuIac. Mutual masturbation, in those times when sex was not desirable or
possible, helped our marriage and improved our love life immeasurably. My
lifetime of self-pleasuring had found a partner in life-and love.

S & M MASTURBATION

Lately I have been dealing with some repressed feelings about S & M   I deal with
these feelings honestly and unashamedly when I masturbate, which is almost always
when my husband is at work and my nlne-month-old baby is asleep. First, I remove
all my clothes and stand in front of the full-length mirror on my closet door.
Then I turn the mirror so that its  magnifying side is facing me. Now,I get out
my slut bucket so I may pee on my self.I do this very slowly.At the end I fill up
my slut glass(as you know sluts l love pee). I feel so dirty and think about what
someone would think if they saw me (note: I always do it downstairs in the guest
room where I keep my denigraing toys. also, open all the shades, the windows are
facing the street) For someone to see me all they would have to do is look.I'm a
slut and need to act this way. Now I start talking to the reflecttion the mirror,
telling myself how wicked I am, how much I look like a slut. I continue
denigrating myself self. belittling my appearance and my rising desire as I think
of touching my nipples and finger my moistening pussy. I go to my toys and get my
slut block and slut dildo out.These are both covered with sandpaper.Sluts are
always sore and used. also I get out my slut bra this is very small. I have large
tits and very large nipples(my nipples became large since I have been doing
this.)I put on the bra it has a hole in the end of it my nipple is forced out to
it max. now to get my self ready frist take the slut block to my nipples being
sure to get ever bit of it but not touching it with my fingers. I'm still
standing in front of the window. Next I use the slut dildo on my clit and
lips.When I'm done I'm so hot and sore. next I go to my slut toys and get my
nipple streachers.these are two pieces of small wire with slip knots at the
nipple end and at the other a ring . I put these on and attach weight to other
(how much weight ? If I've been a good slut and not touched my self not much . If
I have then much weight must be attached today I touched my nipple with my
fingers.(it hurt so and I was so hot) I put 1.5lbs on each this really hurt
but,got me so hot. On my slut panties these are very tight and hurt when I walk
walk. Now I get dressed full skrit and loose shirt and coat. Get ready to go to
the store store and some house cleaning when I get home. During this time I'm so
hot that some times I must touch my pussy.If I do I pay later ! To I was so hot
from writing this and the weights. I touched my pussy three times. I got home and
did my housework. then,went in to the slut room and undressed. All except my bra
and weights . Since, I was bad nipple punishment was next. Jumping jacks these
really hurt badly 25 of them. I so very hot I love my nipples hurt.I remove the
wire, my nipples are really long now. long now. I remove the bra and look at my
slut body again. Cupping both breast, I lift them up to my mouth and start biting
the nipples first one and then the other. I bite hard, deriving pleasure from the
pain, but before long I ache to bring my hands back down to my throbbing bing
cunt. To keep fleeing pain at my breasts, I take two slut pins ( two clothespins
with thumb tacks taped to the inside ) snap them onto my nipples. By this time
I'm so excited that I know an orgasm is imminent, but I refuse to let myself
come, telling the rerlection in the mirror that I'm a worthless slut undeserving
of such pleasure. After much more time spent teasing my self, building up to
orgasm and then stopping short of it, I move on trembly legs over to my bed  and
lie down, positioning myself in such a way that I can view my pussy in the
full-length mirror near the foot of the bed. Now I tie my ankles to the bedposts,
using strips of leather cut from an old jacket; of my husband's. Then I'm able to
lick my cunt and suck on my clit. I get the slut glass and pore some of my piss
on pussy. I lick and suck it of getting hotter but not coming. I do this untill
the glass is empty.Not spilling a drop. now I get a strip of leather. To spank my
pussy because I have a slut pussy. I do this rather Hard untill very sore.Still
wishing to come. Now I get the slut dildo and work on my asshole untill raw. Now
I can clearly view my masturbation in the mirror, I start licking and fingering
my vagina. My nipples are really hurting know and I start begging myself to
remove the clips,but another voice tells me that I am a filthy little whore who
deserves the pain. This continue for a while with my hands,lips and tong working
wildly at my crotch, until I finally decide I         deserve deserve to come. I
slip a large dildo into my sort used ass and then give my all over to pleasure,
my lips sucking and toung thrusting rapidly inside my cunt while I pull the
vibraror out of my ass.To add to the pleasure, I tighten my rectal muscles and I
try to "suck" the vibrator back into my ass while I'm withdrawing it. I always
have one shattering orgasm followed by several others not quite as strong but as
as welcome. Then I lick my pussy clean and clean my dildo with my mouth and know
I will always be a slut. Then I lie back and savor the feel of my hole
contracting and relaxing. I hope that in the very near future, I will be able to
share my S & M fantasies with my husband and not have to rely solely on
masturbakion for satisfaction My marriage is a good one, but it would be heaven
on earth if I could get my husband to help me develop this facet of my sexual
personality.