Masturbation vs Real Sex

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.
 
I find that with masterbation my orgasm is often more intense. In my mind the woman I am with is always "perfect" Says the right things, cums at the right time snakes and tastes the best. In real life sex that may or may not happen. Can't replace real sex though. The heat, smell and sounds even if not perfect are desired by our minds and while it can be a chore it's still just as amazing as mastebating.
 
In a simplistic view, I think both have their low and high points. Initial self discovery starts at masturbation. Likes/dislikes are determined. When the next stage happens—penetrative sex and its standard positions—your lexicon of pleasure and techniques increases. The plateau stage is really when you’ve masturbated and/or had sex for a long period of time without adding variety.

But never have I ever said one is better than the other. Both are wonderful even now as I’m older and each have their moments. When alone, I love masturbating—cumming quickly just to get off or trying to train my body and mind to squirt. It all depends how I feel. Same mentality when I’m with someone—either in a long term or quick meetup—it’s either a quick fuck and gone or turn up the intimacy and/or romance.

Both are sex in my book and they are always fun. But they need to be shake up/ add spice to, for them to continue to be fun.
 
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!
I thought that I was the only one to think like this.
 
Masturbation is part of sex. Is it as good as performing sex with a partner? Probably not as giving pleasure to a partner is such a turn-on that it adds so much. Holding someone, in my mouth or in my arms as they cum adds so much.
+ I can never talk dirty enough to myself when jacking off. 😂
 
I enjoy both, but fucking beats masturbation any day. I love the whole experience: kissing, sucking her tits, eating her pussy, having her suck my cock, and fucking to orgasm. My wife agrees. She gets great orgasms from oral sex, but she says having a hard cock deep in her pussy is her favorite thing.
 
I like sex with my wife, but she isn't always available or receptive to how often I need the orgasm dopamine hit. So yes, jerking off is a steady staple in my sexual diet. I her off to porn, sexting, and even with some Lit people who have high sex drives like me.

That said, I could get by with masturbation if I never got pussy again after today. It would NOT be my preferred choice. But I would choose it over a situation where the local dating tool was nothing but toxic women. I wouldn't settle down with crazy just to get laid.

Real sex creates a great connection with someone you care about, and can be healthy for you if you have the right partner.

Jerk off sex is satisfying in its own way, but not as high on my list.

Either way.....you do you!
 
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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!
splattering the wheel with my load. I absolutely love that language
 
In a simplistic view, I think both have their low and high a points. Initial self discovery starts at masturbation. Li es/dislikes are determined. When the next stage happens—penetrative sex and its standard positions—your lexicon of pleasure and techniques increases. The plateau stage is really when you’ve masturbated and/or had sex for a long period of time without adding variety.

But never have I ever said one is better than the other. Both are wonderful even now as I’m older and each have their moments. When alone, I love masturbating—cumming quickly just to get off or trying to train my body and mind to squirt. It all depends how I feel. Same mentality when I’m with someone—either in a long term or quick meetup—it’s either a quick fuck and gone or turn up the intimacy and/or romance.

Both are sex in my book and they are always fun. But they need to be shake up/ add spice to, for them to continue to be fun.
I like it when a woman has masturbated a lot. In my experience, if a woman has learned her body and reinforced those neural pathways for pleasure, then our fun can start from a higher place. I like to discover the unique qualities of chemistry we have together, and I seek to learn everything about how she has experienced pleasure with another person or through solo exploration. After that, we start exploring and experimenting, pushing the envelope.

I've also had the delightful privilege of helping a few women in their 40s and 50s become orgasmic during sex for the first time, and that was amazing for other reasons.

As for me, I enjoy masturbation, but so much of it for me is about what's going on in my mind while I am stroking. I can edge myself for a long time, and prefer not to cum too quickly. Mostly, I am not touching many places other than my cock. In my mind, though, I am imagining all those sensations happening.

One time, I masturbated while touching my body, during phone sex with a lovely, very open woman. We both undressed completely in our separate locations, put the phones on speaker, and indulged in a more full-body shared experience. But that was an exception and probably should not be considered solo.

Sex with a person is physically more about my whole body and hers, the motion, the touching, etc. I feel there is also a spiritual dimension to sex in person that is not there otherwise. I call it "auras brushing together," but maybe it would be better to say they are merging.

I can feel emotions during both masturbation and sex. If I am masturbating to a video or picture that someone I know sent me, then there can be feelings like affection along with the lust. During sex in person, it's full of emotion, sometimes driven by it, and sex itself can generate a range of feelings. Even with a more casual thing, I will still feel affection for the person and enjoy their company.
 
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