Masturbation vs Real Sex

Well....I don't think masturbation is sex in the truest sense of the word.
I miss the taste and smell of another person. I miss the emotions associated with experiencing an orgasm together, and in general, intercourse.

I do this quite often, mainly because my wife has lost the desire to have sex more than once a week. For me it's not enough, so to avoid the blue balls effect, I jerk off 🤭.
If I don't do this, I won't be able to discharge myself and I won't be able to concentrate at work šŸ˜†.
Yes, it's a fact, in my head I can fuck whoever I want and how I want.... In my head I can be a millionaire who won the lottery... but this "small" dissatisfaction remains šŸ˜‰.
 
I enjoy both sex and masturbation, but I have always felt the need to have that alone time. I find it's both therapeutic as well as a stimulant to my imagination.

Usually I jack off once a week or so when the mrs is around, but when she leaves for a few days, I make a full day of it. I smoke up, watch or read something really kinky (esp stuff the mrs and I don't do) and use the vibrator on my cock, edging for a whole long ass time, until my entire body is shuddering and I leave a massive splatter on myself and the bedsheets.

Mastirbation is also a little cathartic for me because I am extremely loud when I am close, and the mrs doesn't like me screaming the walls down, so when she is not around, it's also my opportunity to really let myself go and shout at the top of my voice while I make a mess.
 
I enjoy both sex and masturbation, but I have always felt the need to have that alone time. I find it's both therapeutic as well as a stimulant to my imagination.

Usually I jack off once a week or so when the mrs is around, but when she leaves for a few days, I make a full day of it. I smoke up, watch or read something really kinky (esp stuff the mrs and I don't do) and use the vibrator on my cock, edging for a whole long ass time, until my entire body is shuddering and I leave a massive splatter on myself and the bedsheets.

Mastirbation is also a little cathartic for me because I am extremely loud when I am close, and the mrs doesn't like me screaming the walls down, so when she is not around, it's also my opportunity to really let myself go and shout at the top of my voice while I make a mess.
Same…I love edging…as I am bi, and have been with dozens and dozens of women, men and couples…my edging can go in any direction as my desire suits me during that specific playtime…just recently, I have been getting extremely high before I start my edging…it adds to the sensation quite a lot…my edging ing goes three to four hours, but I did in fact go 5 1/2 one time, depending upon how much alone time I have…would love to talk to people who love edging about their experience and best techniques …let’s discuss…here is a thread I started about edging
https://forum.literotica.com/threads/best-edging-techniques.1644824/#post-101885462
 
I LOVE masturbation. Sex is fine of course but it's a hassle courting and all that BS.

With masturbation I can do it whenever I want. There are no "headaches". No excuses. No wining and dining. No putting up with a lot of BS just for a little bit of pussy now and then.
 
I enjoy sex with my wife - however infrequent, vanilla, and boring it might be. But when I masturbate, I can used my full imagination and, even better, I can imagine the person I'm having sex with is actually interested in sex! It's amazing! LOL
For real though, I think masturbation is a healthy part of sexual experience. I don't think I would want it to be the only way I get off though.
 
I've enjoyed whacking off, but real sex, with a real partner, is much better. It's much more satisfying. It's especially satisfying if there's a mental and emotional connection with that person. For me, it's a woman.
 
All things considered, I have come to prefer masturbating to the unpredictable, labor intensive process of luring a woman into bed with me. Call me lazy and maybe crazy, but the latter is too much like work.

I got divorced when I turned thirty years old, and to my surprise I began to find out what other young guys claimed, that being how easy it was to 'get laid'. I had gotten married at age nineteen and never had that period of life where a guy 'sows his wild oats' and I thought they were just exaggerating. Locker room bragging.

I didn't see myself as some talented lover boy, but still had pretty good success at it. This was in the early 1980s before things like AIDS crept in to spoil the fun. In 1980 alone I bedded twelve young women/girls, literally like the 'Playmate of the Month'. Of the twelve, eight were 'one and done' situations. For little old me it was stunning and so unexpected, but it was just the way of things at the time. I think about it now and feel more lucky that I didn't knock one of them up or catch some form of STD from them.

In between these 'scores' I became a World Class Masturbation Addict. After a stressful day at work, coming 'home' to my little apartment, throwing the deadbolt on the door, dispensing with my clothes and stroking myself became an everyday thing. If I ended up alone for the weekend it was a regular cumfest. At least three, sometimes four times a day on Saturday and Sunday.

The only thing that brought this to a screeching halt was woman/girl #13... I ended up marrying her. Lucky 13... Go figure. Did I stop masturbating? Hell no! I was AdDICKted to it!

After a while I began to think that beating off was all I needed most of the time. I realized how convenient it could be to get the needed relief just about anytime and anywhere.

If I have sex on my mind at work, a visit to the bathroom takes care of the situation so I can get my mind back on work.

Long, boring drives get my horny little mind thinking about sex, creating a need for relief. So I'll pull off into a rest stop or roadside picnic area, find a quiet spot there and splatter the steering wheel with my load. I just love the sight of my creamy white cum trickling down the horn button! For a real thrill I'd sometimes masturbate even while still on the road at 70 MPH.

The very sound of the word 'masturbate' has a certain stimulating effect on me. It has this wonderfully selfish ring to it. It dares me to find some place to do it that has the risk of being seen, but rarely will I take the risk.

Through masturbation I can 'have sex' with just about any woman my mind could imagine. Co-workers, neighbors, my wife's best friend, TV, movie and of course PORN stars.

I have used masturbation to 'safely' explore aspects of sexuality that I might otherwise reject for 'social' reasons. Take them for a 'test drive' in my mind to see how I feel about them. In doing so I discovered my 'cock curiosity' that has become a hunger.

I've even fantasized about being 'trapped' by a trans woman. In the fantasy I find what I think is some drop dead gorgeous woman, lure her to my bedroom only to find out 'she' has extra external plumbing. And instead of being pissed off, I loved it!

And I LOVE edging!
Hi, it sounds like your bisexual side is starting to develop. I think my brain used trans porn as a stepping stone to bisexuality, since after all, those trannies have breasts and look like women. I visited a gloryhole and watched other guys masturbate through the hole and it excited me. I eventually offered my penis for sucking and caressing, and then moved on to actively fondling and sucking other cocks through the hole. I developed a taste for heavy loads of cum. I then learned of the sniffies app, which I use to meetup with other guys. I have discovered in the past few years that I very much enjoy being penetrated anally, especially by a nice sized penis. I also jerk off regularly using dirtyroulette aka flingster, with both guys and the rare girl. Seems many younger people love daddy or grandpa fantasies. I am married and closeted and will stay that way.
 
Masturbation is real sex. And, even after 60 years, I still find that mutual masturbation can be pure magic.
For us, mutual masturbation can be fun and rewarding because it fosters emotional intimacy, enhances sexual communication, and guarantees pleasure.

It's an excellent alternative for partners dealing with performance anxiety, erectile dysfunction, pain during penetration, a partner being "out of commission" (e.g., due to menstruation or an STI outbreak), or for long-distance relationships.
 
Recently for several reasons my wife and I went through the longest dry spell of sex in 20 years. I did jerk off more than a few times but didn’t for a few days before I knew we were going to have sex.

The biggest difference I noticed when I came during sex was how hard my cock pulsed when I came in her pussy. as opposed to in my hand when I masturbate. That feeling can’t be replicated by beating off.
 
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