Your favourite fantasy when masturbating?

[Stef2424]

Whenever I masturbate, I get naked completely. Always does me good to close my eyes and imagine that i am watched by a group of women. We all know each other, they are friends, neighbors, coworkers, family members. They are various ages from very young to mature. They all respected me until this moment and they are a little shocked by my exhibition. I feel so embarrassed to make this fully nude show for them but I am also so aroused while stroking my hard cock for this audience. I pull my foreskin back to show them my swollen glans to feel even more on display. I want to be so much exposed. I want to show them how much i am sexually charged now. I want them to see all my body shake from sensation, their eyes on me while in this very private, intimate state. They watch me go over point of no return, they see my growing ecstasy and finally shameless orgasm, uninhibited show of male pleasure. I stand in front of them now completely ashamed of myself for putting all my intimacy out to public view. That feeling of embarrassment is so strong after my performance. I am beet red now, seeing them judge me, but i really do want to stay naked in front of them, my still hard cock and balls below in clear view for them. That feeling of embarrassment is so satisfying. I am so happy that I decided to try to get naked for audience, that I went over the edge and did masturbate, even if nothing will be the same after this.
It was just my imagination but whenever I meet one of them I think they saw me and they know all my exhibitionist secrets. How much I wish it happened in real life.

 

[Hardguy6]

Whenever I masturbate, I get naked completely. Always does me good to close my eyes and imagine that i am watched by a group of women. We all know each other, they are friends, neighbors, coworkers, family members. They are various ages from very young to mature. They all respected me until this moment and they are a little shocked by my exhibition. I feel so embarrassed to make this fully nude show for them but I am also so aroused while stroking my hard cock for this audience. I pull my foreskin back to show them my swollen glans to feel even more on display. I want to be so much exposed. I want to show them how much i am sexually charged now. I want them to see all my body shake from sensation, their eyes on me while in this very private, intimate state. They watch me go over point of no return, they see my growing ecstasy and finally shameless orgasm, uninhibited show of male pleasure. I stand in front of them now completely ashamed of myself for putting all my intimacy out to public view. That feeling of embarrassment is so strong after my performance. I am beet red now, seeing them judge me, but i really do want yo stay naked in front of them, my still hard cock and balls below in clear view for them. That feeling of embarrassment is so satisfying. I am so happy that I decided to try to get naked for audience, that I went over the edge and did masturbate, even if nothing will be the same after this.
It was just my imagination but whenever I meet one of them I think they saw me and they know my exhibitionist secret. How much I wish it happened in real life.

i would also love to masturbate for an audience of women, embarrassing and exciting at the same time.

 

[Wonderer67]

Whenever I masturbate, I get naked completely. Always does me good to close my eyes and imagine that i am watched by a group of women. We all know each other, they are friends, neighbors, coworkers, family members. They are various ages from very young to mature. They all respected me until this moment and they are a little shocked by my exhibition. I feel so embarrassed to make this fully nude show for them but I am also so aroused while stroking my hard cock for this audience. I pull my foreskin back to show them my swollen glans to feel even more on display. I want to be so much exposed. I want to show them how much i am sexually charged now. I want them to see all my body shake from sensation, their eyes on me while in this very private, intimate state. They watch me go over point of no return, they see my growing ecstasy and finally shameless orgasm, uninhibited show of male pleasure. I stand in front of them now completely ashamed of myself for putting all my intimacy out to public view. That feeling of embarrassment is so strong after my performance. I am beet red now, seeing them judge me, but i really do want yo stay naked in front of them, my still hard cock and balls below in clear view for them. That feeling of embarrassment is so satisfying. I am so happy that I decided to try to get naked for audience, that I went over the edge and did masturbate, even if nothing will be the same after this.
It was just my imagination but whenever I meet one of them I think they saw me and they know my exhibitionist secret. How much I wish it happened in real life.

That is great!

I’ve had a similar one. My wife enjoys watching me masturbate and I’ve shared this one with her:

To be naked in front of all of her girlfriends and maybe even some of our neighbors. They’re having a nice party outside in our flower gardens and patio. I am ordered to strip by her, and perform for them. They watch me masturbate and make me tell them all of my dirty fantasies, or ask me very personal questions about my sexuality. They all watch me edge and laugh and/or ask me very embarrassing questions….

I have no idea why this arouses me so much.

 

[Bigtitsbitch1000x]

Being someone men want to fuck.

Then someone men like to fuck. Known as a great piece of ass to look at. To touch and fondle. To fuck. To bareback. And to fuck all the time because I'm a rilly cute, sexy, trim, fun ho that wears bralettes pushing my huge boobies waaay up offering them like fruit on a tray, and doesn't wear any panties at all.

A 24 hour cock garage.

The best ho ever. The one you tell your friends about. The pretty ho you bring your friends to fuck... Lots of friends.

To live in the universe of fuck. As a pretty ho. Just that. No mo.

But with gorge hooters and an incredibly tight pussy that never wears out.

This is not a fantasy.

( O )( O )

 

[eroticbum]

My masturbation session has me sometimes dressed in lingerie, open crotch panties and nylons, When I'm real horney I'll use my dildo as well. In a missionary position I have dildo in ass and am jerking my cock.
I close my eyes and image a trans women with D tit's is fucking me in this position. My legs on her shoulders and she screwing me balls deep, And that's when I hear my wife say something while in the doorway. I try to hid, the transwoman smiles and wont let me go. Wife says not to stop what's going on, she starts to take her close off. She then tells me this has been a secret dream of hers as well, and then sits on my face. Does not take her long to orgasm on my tongue and I can tell the trans woman is about to explode in my ass.
That's one fantasy

 

[Jcam1980s]

My favourite has to be my last so it changes a lot. Yesterday, i imagined we are in a full stadium. In the middle my wife is laid on a breeding bench type thing. Naked. On the big screens a camera selects guys one at a time to come down and screw her however they see fit. If they cum inside her it has to be bareback though. So it could be any type of guy any type of cock! A 4 hour countdown starts when the first guy finishes.

After 4 hours im allowed to slide into that hot sticky mess and cum inside her. Hot!

 

[Bigtitsbitch1000x]

Transwomen should get fucked, not fuck. No topping is tops. Just saying for me.

( O )( O )

 

[Cleanupman61]

Being the neighborhood dick sucker...all the men on my road know where to go to empty their balls. Even their wives send them here, when they don't want sex, I like the idea of being used for such. They all want to be my friend, then they come use my mouth and leave immediately, so I feel like I'm just used for my mouth. I also fantasize about being used by couples, to give them oral while they are getting warmed up, then giving them oral during the heat of things, then cleanup, and another oral cum after they finish with each other. I guess I'm just an oral whore...lol

 

[Lucy_Lastic]

Transwomen should get fucked, not fuck. No topping is tops. Just saying for me.

( O )( O )

Trans women should do what they want to do, like the rest of us.

 

[Lonelyinwa]

I think about my wife is getting the fucking of her life from a young athletic bull while I am watching

 

[MrETnman]

I actually watched a young man fuck my wife once and I still think about it and mastubate

 

[funguy4u100]

The lawn guy was by this morning. As he's in the back yard he catches me watching him thru the window as I'm wearing black thigh highs and panties and teasing my cock gently

 

[SevMax2]

Impregnating a large number of women of different races and ethnic groups…seeing what might result…

 

[SevMax2]

Also impregnating female extraterrestrials, elves, vampires, succubi, angels, nymphs, goddesses, etc.

 

[Smoothshavendad]

The lawn guy was by this morning. As he's in the back yard he catches me watching him thru the window as I'm wearing black thigh highs and panties and teasing my cock gently

That is soooo hot!!!

 

[secretSanna]

Having a harem of white women of different ages and experience and being responsible for pleasuring them all day

I volunteer

 

[Stef2424]

That is great!

I’ve had a similar one. My wife enjoys watching me masturbate and I’ve shared this one with her:

To be naked in front of all of her girlfriends and maybe even some of our neighbors. They’re having a nice party outside in our flower gardens and patio. I am ordered to strip by her, and perform for them. They watch me masturbate and make me tell them all of my dirty fantasies, or ask me very personal questions about my sexuality. They all watch me edge and laugh and/or ask me very embarrassing questions….

I have no idea why this arouses me so much.

I love that part of answering their questions while being completely nude and aroused in front of them.
Replying to their questions makes you exposed even more as you have to reveal all your sexuality, fantasies, favorite sexual behaviors, telling them what triggers you and all your "dirty" secrets.

 

[Sgts19]

I usually need audio or visual when I want to get off. My ultimate masturbation is when I do it hands free, doesn't happen often but when it does super intense. I've got a few audio recordings of my wife with other men which I love, sometimes she doesn't even hear like my wife. In addition to those I have several videos we made of her and I with other couples and if I need a backup plan, I look for amateur women with the same body type as her getting fucked by a big cock. Just my kink we all have different ones

 

[WendyTrilby]

In college, there was a girl who lived on my floor. She was beautiful, wore her hair short, but not butchy and had enormous breasts. The guys in our dorm called her Jenny with the big tits. It was objectifying, but it was true. They were big.

But more than big tits, she was fun and kind. Several guys tried to get with her; some succeeded, and others didn’t. My problem was that those who succeeded were not worthy of her, and those who didn’t were better choices.

We were attending a dorm party and were more than a little drunk. She lost her room key, and getting keyed in by the RA after hours meant getting a charged fee; I invited her to stay in my room.

When we got back to my room, I offered her a T-shirt to wear. I had seen her nearly naked before in the showers, but when she took off her top and her bra, I felt the adventurous side of me come alive. She looked at me and took her time putting on the T-shirt (a Springsteen concert shirt I got in Scranton). We got in bed and talked, and then I felt her hand on my thigh. I got a little freaked out. I’ve been with women since, but at that time, I had not. I also wasn’t sure that was her intention. I’m unsure if I reacted right and quickly excused myself to go pee.

When I returned, she was leaving (still wearing my T-shirt) and holding her clothing. She had decided to pay the key charge and was going to her room to be keyed in. She thanked me for being so kind. It was awkward, and I felt terrible for having balked.

The next day, we were fine. She dropped off my T-shirt, gave me a genial hug, and that was it.

Two weeks later, I was sound asleep when I heard a gentle knock at my door. I opened it, and it was Jenn. She looked great and wanted to hang out and continue our conversation from our last time together. It was three in the morning, and I was so tired that I told her I needed to get back to sleep.

I hit the bed and suddenly realized this was a booty call. I was getting a second chance.

I tossed on my robe and looked for her, but she must have gone to her room. This was before text messaging, so getting to her meant knocking on her door or calling her landline. Either way, it meant waking her nosy roommate, which would raise eyebrows. I went back to my room alone and frustrated.

I was too wound up to get back to sleep, so I lay on the bed, imagining what might have happened if I had let her in. I took the Springsteen T-shirt off the laundry pile and put it on. It smelled of her. I lay on the bed and imagined I had let her into the room.

In this fantasy, she moved toward me, embraced me with a deep kiss, and then took off her top and crawled into my bed, inviting me to join her. She holds up her large breasts to coax me to her side. I don’t need to go into more detail, but this has been my go-to masturbation fantasy for over 20 years.

I’ve masturbated to memories of actual sexual encounters that were fun and intense, but this is my only fantasy, the girl I let get away.

I friended her on Facebook. She’s the principal of a junior high school in Rhode Island. She still looks great, so I’ve updated my memory banks, aging her to my current age, and continuing the fantasy.

 

[DeusExErotica]

In college, there was a girl who lived on my floor. She was beautiful, wore her hair short, but not butchy and had enormous breasts. The guy in our dorm called her Jenny with the big tits. It was objectifying, but it was true. They were big.

But more than big tits, she was fun and kind. Several guys tried to get with her; some succeeded, and others didn’t. My problem was that those who succeeded were not worthy of her, and those who didn’t were better choices.

We were attending a dorm party and were more than a little drunk. She lost her room key, and getting keyed in by the RA after hours meant getting a charged fee; I invited her to stay in my room.

When we got back to my room, I offered her a T-shirt to wear. I had seen her nearly naked before in the showers, but when she took off her top and her bra, I felt the adventurous side of me come alive. She looked at me and took her time putting on the T-shirt (a Springsteen concert shirt I got in Scranton). We got in bed and talked, and then I felt her hand on my thigh. I got a little freaked out. I’ve been with women since, but at that time, I had not. I also wasn’t sure that was her intention. I’m unsure if I reacted right and quickly excused myself to go pee.

When I returned, she was leaving (still wearing my T-shirt) and holding her clothing. She had decided to pay the key charge and was going to her room to be keyed in. She thanked me for being so kind. It was awkward, and I felt terrible for having balked.

The next day, we were fine. She dropped off my T-shirt, gave me a genial hug, and that was it.

Two weeks later, I was sound asleep when I heard a gentle knock at my door. I opened it, and it was Jenn. She looked great and wanted to hang out and continue our conversation from our last time together. It was three in the morning, and I was so tired that I told her I needed to get back to sleep.

I hit the bed and suddenly realized this was a booty call. I was getting a second chance.

I tossed on my robe and looked for her, but she must have gone to her room. Before text messaging, knocking on her door to get her to come back to my room meant waking her roommate, which would raise eyebrows. I went back to my room alone and frustrated.

I was too wound up to get back to sleep, so I lay on the bed, imagining what might have happened if I had let her in. I took the Springsteen T-shirt off the laundry pile and put it on. It smelled of her. I lay on the bed and imagined I had let her into the room.

In this fantasy, she moved toward me, embraced me with a deep kiss, and then took off her top and crawled into my bed, inviting me to join her. She holds up her large breasts to coax me to her side. I don’t need to go into more detail, but this has been my go-to masturbation fantasy for over 20 years.

I’ve masturbated to memories of actual sexual encounters that were fun and intense, but this is my only fantasy, the girl I let get away.

I friended her on Facebook. She’s the principal of a junior high school in Rhode Island. She still looks great, so I’ve updated my memory banks, aging her to my current age, and continuing the fantasy.

Great fantasy, and so relatable.

 

[EdgySubMic]

For a long time, I regularly used to extend several bullying experiences from my days in high school into "what could have been" scenarios. I can't describe any details here due to my age back then.

Nowadays, I only think about the one person I ever had a crush on and who nowadays I only get to meet in person every so many years (even if we still stay in regular e-mail touch 18+ years after our professional ways sadly parted). Things he'd do with/to me; Things I'd want him to do with/to me; Things I'd like us both to experience together; ...

 

[boo56]

I'd have to say that masturbatory fantasies change from day to day.

 

[conquen]

Too many to choose.
Wife telling me about sex she had with another man while we were married as she strokes my cock.
Entering my wife’s ass for the first time.
Watching wife take a big cock and cum all over it while she looks into my eyes.
Etc.etc.

 

[Jcam1980s]

Todays fantasy was cumming inside my wifes daughter bareback while her husband watches then watching my wife lick her to orgasm several times while she tries to get every last drop out of her. She's unsuccessful

 

[johnwyne007]

In college, there was a girl who lived on my floor. She was beautiful, wore her hair short, but not butchy and had enormous breasts. The guys in our dorm called her Jenny with the big tits. It was objectifying, but it was true. They were big.

But more than big tits, she was fun and kind. Several guys tried to get with her; some succeeded, and others didn’t. My problem was that those who succeeded were not worthy of her, and those who didn’t were better choices.

We were attending a dorm party and were more than a little drunk. She lost her room key, and getting keyed in by the RA after hours meant getting a charged fee; I invited her to stay in my room.

When we got back to my room, I offered her a T-shirt to wear. I had seen her nearly naked before in the showers, but when she took off her top and her bra, I felt the adventurous side of me come alive. She looked at me and took her time putting on the T-shirt (a Springsteen concert shirt I got in Scranton). We got in bed and talked, and then I felt her hand on my thigh. I got a little freaked out. I’ve been with women since, but at that time, I had not. I also wasn’t sure that was her intention. I’m unsure if I reacted right and quickly excused myself to go pee.

When I returned, she was leaving (still wearing my T-shirt) and holding her clothing. She had decided to pay the key charge and was going to her room to be keyed in. She thanked me for being so kind. It was awkward, and I felt terrible for having balked.

The next day, we were fine. She dropped off my T-shirt, gave me a genial hug, and that was it.

Two weeks later, I was sound asleep when I heard a gentle knock at my door. I opened it, and it was Jenn. She looked great and wanted to hang out and continue our conversation from our last time together. It was three in the morning, and I was so tired that I told her I needed to get back to sleep.

I hit the bed and suddenly realized this was a booty call. I was getting a second chance.

I tossed on my robe and looked for her, but she must have gone to her room. This was before text messaging, so getting to her meant knocking on her door or calling her landline. Either way, it meant waking her nosy roommate, which would raise eyebrows. I went back to my room alone and frustrated.

I was too wound up to get back to sleep, so I lay on the bed, imagining what might have happened if I had let her in. I took the Springsteen T-shirt off the laundry pile and put it on. It smelled of her. I lay on the bed and imagined I had let her into the room.

In this fantasy, she moved toward me, embraced me with a deep kiss, and then took off her top and crawled into my bed, inviting me to join her. She holds up her large breasts to coax me to her side. I don’t need to go into more detail, but this has been my go-to masturbation fantasy for over 20 years.

I’ve masturbated to memories of actual sexual encounters that were fun and intense, but this is my only fantasy, the girl I let get away.

I friended her on Facebook. She’s the principal of a junior high school in Rhode Island. She still looks great, so I’ve updated my memory banks, aging her to my current age, and continuing the fantasy.

That’s so beautiful and sexy. I’m wondering if she would have college reunion with you!