How the HELL did I forget #25: I Touch Myself

Task: What motivates you to hit your orgasmic peak during a masturbation session?



Two words: MENTAL STIMULATION





I get off on eyegasms: sights that make my love button pop up. I'm a very visual person, so anything that stimulates my mental and can get my imagination going will get me hyped. I'm not a big porno watcher, but I love seeing two women gettin' it in. Especially up close shots. *gettin' happy just typing this* I have been known to rewind 1 scene on a DVD SEVERAL times just to visualize it different ways and get myself even more excited.

What can I say? I love girl-on-girl action. Don’t judge me, lol.

When I'm not ogling lesbian porn, I like to think of memorable sexual encounters. Not so much the actual sex, but the chemistry, intensity, and convo shared during the session. Just remembering how deeply we connected is enough sometimes to get me going. Since sex is 90% mental, all it really takes is just to focus and put yourself in the correct frame of mind. Your body will do the rest…and oh boy does it!



I also get off on eargasms. I think my favoritest way to climb that self-love mountain is with a voice in my ear. I can lay right next to a person and masturbate if they're saying the right shit in my ear. Hell, I've done it! One of my most memorable times was when I was on the phone with Him. He was at work, and I was home. On a whim we connected via telephone and I started playing in my cooch. His voice was just above a whisper, but loud enough for me to hear everything he said. He gave me instructions for what he wanted me to do to myself. I know he was imagining it all as I moaned in his ear. When it was all said and done I had cum so hard I was lightheaded, and he was harder'n Japanese arithmetic.

Another great memory is of the time when my son was in the hospital. He was only 6 months old and had to spend two weeks in the hospital for a lymph node infection. I was staying there overnight, and the Hub was coming over with us during the day. Hub and I would talk on the phoneevery night because back then we'd actually miss each other when we were apart. Anyway, this particular night Hub was feeling himself and wanted to share with me. So I'm laying in a hospital bed rubbing one out while our son is in the hospital crib across the room. The door is closed almost completely but I'm still trying to be quiet. Hub is at home strangling the snake and trying to be quiet too so he won't wake our daughters. I got it off, and it was wonderful!



The next night he kind of hid in the room until the nurses forgot he was there and we did some other things. But that's another blog entirely…