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What you girls think about when you touch yourselves?

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I know chicks don't like porn all that much, but what is going through your heads at the time.
 
Good question. I would like to hear some serious answers on this one, not jokes ladies.
 
I posted up some awesome shit.... then fucking dial up lost it.

Post up later because now I am too horny, yet simultaneously depressed about it.
 
I think about the most amazing lover that I had ever had.

I can still smell his skin.

I can still feel his nipples harden beneath my fingertips. He had the most awesome chest, smooth skin and his scent......

I think about how it felt to have him spoon me and make love to me from the behind while his strong hands where on my lower abdomen, the pressure of his touch from the outside of my body while the pressure of his cock on the inside.... I had very little body fat at the time and my abs were sooooooo tight and hard. We could make love like this for hours.

I think about how it felt to feel his body on top of mine while he was making love to me doggystyle. He was so much bigger than me, but I never felt "crushed". I can feel his thighs between mine now....

I think about how it felt to have him facing me, to wrap my legs around him nearly choking the life out of him when I came...

I think about how I used to love to wake him from sleep giving him head... He would be out cold, totally limp and the game I used to play trying not to wake him, but make him think it was a dream.

I think about how it felt to grab his lats, then his rock hard glutes as it never felt like we could make love long enough... Pulling him towards me as he pulled away, our bodies undulating forever, but never long enough.

I think about how each time his cock would enter my body it ALWAYS felt as if it were the first time... He would always say this as well... It feels like the first time every time... I know he was sincere as I had never heard a man say this to me, ever. But it was also because that was the kind of man he was.

I think about his laugh, his smile, his amazing cock, his dark smooth skin, how beautiful he was from every conceivable angle.

I think about how he would piss me off intentionally then fight hard to keep a straight face as I would jump up and down like a silly little windup doll, then finally how he would bust out laughing. I couldn't stay mad at him for more than 3 seconds even though the bastard would drag it out of my every time!

I think about what it felt like to kiss his big, soft, warm lips and whisper in his ear....

I think about how I felt so small and weak and helpless enveloped in his strong arms, how I felt so safe and protected, like nothing could hurt me.

I think about the most amazing night of my life... the last time I saw him about 2 years ago this time.
 
Good stuff Werd. Is the fantasy of that one guy it, or do you have other things you think about? What do women think about who masterbate but have not had sex, or at least good sex?
 
BodyByFinaplix said:
Good stuff Werd. Is the fantasy of that one guy it, or do you have other things you think about? What do women think about who masterbate but have not had sex, or at least good sex?
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Before I had sex I would just imagine would it would be like to be kissed and feel a man's naked body next to mine.

And this is no fantasy guy. He was very real.... I wish that I could forget him, but I don't think I ever will. Whether I have masterbated or had sex with others, he was always who I was "with".

I close my eyes and think of him.

Maybe one day I will forget... I want to, but I just can't.
 
I think of the same thing as werd....the little trail i used to kiss, the way he looked at me when we made love, the way he got into our lovemaking.......that got me hooked
now i just wanna screw someone
 
My gal pal says she always thought of the infamous faceless man.
 
Great read werd, it gives insight into the female perspective. So men get off from porn, while women get off from romance novels.
 
Werd said:
I wish that I could forget him
Maybe one day I will forget... I want to, but I just can't.
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Yep, typical woman...you get a good looking guy who can give you some good orgasms and you are hooked for life. Women are so easy, it's pathetic.

I can guarantee he's not fantasizing about you, or remembering your love making. Why? Not because you were probably average,
but because he's a guy...get it :D
 
Keeters Coober™ said:


Yep, typical woman...you get a good looking guy who can give you some good orgasms and you are hooked for life. Women are so easy, it's pathetic.

I can guarantee he's not fantasizing about you, or remembering your love making. Why? Not because you were probably average,
but because he's a guy...get it :D
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Um, not.

All the men that I have ever had as boyfriends were extremely attractive bodywise and face wise... not to mention the fact that they were good people who also had a brain. Coupled with the fact that if the wind blows I get off. Don't need a man for an orgasm.

Sorry, but I am not you.... And I suspect that most MEN aren't either. ;)

But thanks for clearing that up for me keeter.
 
Men are basically simple creatures (not meant as a cutdown, my handle ain't keeter) where as women tend to be more complex (fucks us up a lot LOL).

We remember scents, feelings, things we heard, tasted, felt not just what we saw or are seeing. A man is basically stimulated by what he sees whereas a woman is stimulated by feelings.
 
Werd said:
Men are basically simple creatures (not meant as a cutdown, my handle ain't keeter) where as women tend to be more complex (fucks us up a lot LOL).

We remember scents, feelings, things we heard, tasted, felt not just what we saw or are seeing. A man is basically stimulated by what he sees whereas a woman is stimulated by feelings.
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I agree to a certain point, but generalizing is not always a good practice. If all men were simple creatures, every woman would have at least one.

I, for one, will never forget her well-manicured hands, the tone of her laugh, her taste, the tenderness of her kiss, the heat of her gaze, the softness of her skin, the smell of her hair, the color of her eyes, the wiggle of her walk, the confidence of her sexuality, her adventurous nature, her willingness to please, her pleasure to be pleased, her weird quirks, her insecurities, the way she made me a better person. Never, ever.
 
corythosaurus said:
I agree to a certain point, but generalizing is not always a good practice. If all men were simple creatures, every woman would have at least one.

I, for one, will never forget her well-manicured hands, the tone of her laugh, her taste, the tenderness of her kiss, the heat of her gaze, the softness of her skin, the smell of her hair, the color of her eyes, the wiggle of her walk, the confidence of her sexuality, her adventurous nature, her willingness to please, her pleasure to be pleased, her weird quirks, her insecurities, the way she made me a better person. Never, ever.
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you think of these things when you jack off?
 
corythosaurus said:
I agree to a certain point, but generalizing is not always a good practice. If all men were simple creatures, every woman would have at least one.

I, for one, will never forget her well-manicured hands, the tone of her laugh, her taste, the tenderness of her kiss, the heat of her gaze, the softness of her skin, the smell of her hair, the color of her eyes, the wiggle of her walk, the confidence of her sexuality, her adventurous nature, her willingness to please, her pleasure to be pleased, her weird quirks, her insecurities, the way she made me a better person. Never, ever.
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Please put me in my place again.

Pretty please! ;)
 
corythosaurus said:
I, for one, will never forget her well-manicured hands, the tone of her laugh, the wiggle of her walk, her weird quirks, her insecurities, the way she made me a better person.
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Bro, just for clarification, did at some point in your life did you use to be gay?
 
Werd said:
I think about the most amazing lover that I had ever had.

I can still smell his skin.

I can still feel his nipples harden beneath my fingertips. He had the most awesome chest, smooth skin and his scent......

I think about how it felt to have him spoon me and make love to me from the behind while his strong hands where on my lower abdomen, the pressure of his touch from the outside of my body while the pressure of his cock on the inside.... I had very little body fat at the time and my abs were sooooooo tight and hard. We could make love like this for hours.

I think about how it felt to feel his body on top of mine while he was making love to me doggystyle. He was so much bigger than me, but I never felt "crushed". I can feel his thighs between mine now....

I think about how it felt to have him facing me, to wrap my legs around him nearly choking the life out of him when I came...

I think about how I used to love to wake him from sleep giving him head... He would be out cold, totally limp and the game I used to play trying not to wake him, but make him think it was a dream.

I think about how it felt to grab his lats, then his rock hard glutes as it never felt like we could make love long enough... Pulling him towards me as he pulled away, our bodies undulating forever, but never long enough.

I think about how each time his cock would enter my body it ALWAYS felt as if it were the first time... He would always say this as well... It feels like the first time every time... I know he was sincere as I had never heard a man say this to me, ever. But it was also because that was the kind of man he was.

I think about his laugh, his smile, his amazing cock, his dark smooth skin, how beautiful he was from every conceivable angle.

I think about how he would piss me off intentionally then fight hard to keep a straight face as I would jump up and down like a silly little windup doll, then finally how he would bust out laughing. I couldn't stay mad at him for more than 3 seconds even though the bastard would drag it out of my every time!

I think about what it felt like to kiss his big, soft, warm lips and whisper in his ear....

I think about how I felt so small and weak and helpless enveloped in his strong arms, how I felt so safe and protected, like nothing could hurt me.

I think about the most amazing night of my life... the last time I saw him about 2 years ago this time.
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I got the biggest steamer reading this.
 
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