Life arousal

It seems that a few chance events in my early life have shaped my sexual life. At age 10 a new boy moved into our school from out of state. He knew all the bad words and strange activities that the rest of hadn't even dreamed about. He became a good friend to me. I was happy to have him as a friend because he knew how to have a good time and had lots of fun ideas. At first we had a good time playing ball, hanging out, and talking. One day he asked me about a neighbor girl that I played with quite a bit. She and I played tennis every day in the summer and occasionally played games all year around.

He said there are some fun things boys and girls could do together. I was curious, and one day I asked my girlfriend over for some fun. My new friend and I were in the house and waiting for the girl. He said he would show us how people make children. I had been curious, and he proceeded to tell us about it and show us how to do it. We both got erections and penetrated her. It felt s-o-o-o good. I have often wondered how we were able to do it, as she was 10, too. She must have not have had an intact hymen, as we were able to penetrate deep into her and thrust in and out. None of us knew what an orgasm was and we boys couldn't ejaculate. Over the next few weeks my girlfriend and I had sex several times. We stood up to do it. It was a very enjoyable experience. One day she said it was wrong and she wouldn't do it anymore. That was the end of that.

One day my friend said he knew some more fun things that people could do. This involved a boy friend. The three of us got together and he said he would show us how to penetrate each other. We each got erections and penetrated each other. We spent an hour or so doing it standing up. We didn't know about lubrication, so it was difficult to penetrate. I didn't feel any pain, though, when pushing my penis into the anuses of my friends or when they pushed their penises into me. As a result of these experiences I longed for the chance to have sex with a girl again but never gave homosexual activity much thought.

So I had experienced sex with a girl and two boys before I had any idea that masturbation existed. I heard boys talk about stimulating yourself, but no one ever told me how to do it. One day when I was 13 I thought about having sex and got an erection. I started to stimulate myself, and all of a sudden this wonderful feeling came over me. I couldn't believe what was happening. I soon ejaculated. I masturbated several more times that day. I continued to masturbate 4 or 5 times a day for years.

I don't remember when I first saw a picture that gave me an erection. I do know that Life magazine was the publication that I used to get aroused and look at to masturbate to ejaculation.

A young girl who lived next door liked to play with me. We played games and were involved in group games with others in the neighborhood. One day she wanted to lie down on top of me. Because of my experience with my first girlfriend several years before, I had mixed feelings. I felt that sex before marriage was wrong, so I was not interested in sex with her. Still, I was interested in masturbating.

One day as I was watching some college girls play soccer. One of the girls had huge breasts. When she ran, I couldn't believe my eyes. I became so aroused that I could hardly wait to get somewhere where I could masturbate. Since that day, which I remember vividly to this day, I love to see large moving breasts. I am 78 years old at present. Seeing several women with large or shapely or jiggly breasts are memories I don't forget.

I collected photos of nude women, which I looked at when I masturbated. This practice continued for about 40 years. At about age 55 I started to feel that what I was doing was not right. I destroyed my collection, and since that time I only occasionally look at pornographic literature. I have masturbated with a woman on the phone a few times. That gives some pleasure.

I got married at age 25. I wanted to marry a woman with large breasts. I always was dissatisfied with something about my girlfriends who had big breasts, so I finally married a woman with a beautiful face and wonderful personality with many talents. She had medium-size, shapely breasts. This woman loved me very much and we had very satisfying sex. Working together, she and I could both reach orgasm every time we had sex. Unfortunately I still loved large breasts. This love was a problem for us. Whenever I saw a woman with breasts larger than those of my wife, I would feel frustrated. This caused me to want to masturbate. We had mutual sex every other day and I would masturbate by myself on the days in between our mutual love-making sessions. I never told her and she probably never knew it.

Our love life was quite satisfying for many years, but she wouldn't give me oral sex. I was so distraught that I visited a prostitute, who brought me to climax with her mouth, and that made me more than ever desirous of getting oral sex. Eventually my wife came around and that made life much better.

Finally my wife developed diabetes. She became unable to reach orgasm anymore and no longer wanted to have sex. I was not happy with this. I became stressed over this and started to invite prostitutes to my office to help me masturbate. This went on for several years. I finally told my wife about the problem. She still loved me and wanted us to get along better. So, until she died, she gave me oral sex every other day. She was not strong enough to bring me to orgasm, so she masturbated me to orgasm after she had done all she could do. I occasionally masturbated by myself but didn't feel the need to do so often.

After her death I looked for a new wife. I met over a hundred beautiful women and finally chose one who was all I could ever want in a wife. In addition to being the most beautiful woman I had ever dated, she loved to cook, had many talents, loved oral sex, liked to masturbate me, and had huge, shapely breasts. Even now her measurements are 39-30-38 and she weighs 125 pounds. She has perfect legs and perfect breasts. We have been very happy.

All good things come to an end. She is ill now and is unable to have sex in the usual way. She allows me to give her a bath, stroke her body and breasts, and masturbate in her presence. She also masturbates me often until her strength runs out. All masturbation in my present relationship is mutual. She helps me start and then I finish the job in her presence or with her knowledge. I have little desire to masturbate without her. Sometimes on trips I masturbate, but the best way for me to get excited is to think about her or my first wife. I just have to think about my first wife's hips and mouth and my second wife's breasts to get aroused.

Many ways to masturbate are enjoyable to me. In my life I have used lubrication, and I have been dry. I have masturbated against a wall many times so as to ejaculate into my mouth. It is amazing how soon the desire to do this disappears upon ejaculation. I have tasted my semen — it is not good. I even cooked it one time in a frying pan. It wasn't too bad that way. Once was enough, though. I enjoy fingering or inserting some object into my anus while masturbating. Cucumbers are good but the best thing to me is a butt plug. My first wife didn't object to me doing this when we had sex or she masturbated me. My second wife would probably object strenuously to this practice. One of these days I will discuss it with her.

Sometimes I think I would enjoy anal penetration by a man. The sex with my present wife is so enjoyable though that I have no desire to pursue the idea. I think a relationship between a man and a woman is the best relationship possible. There is never a hint of guilt or fear of discovery of what you are doing or what you enjoy. If the woman is the right one it is a bit of heaven on earth.

When in my 60s I was diagnosed with prostate cancer. Removal of my prostate removed the ability to get an erection and made me urinate uncontrollably. Fortunately, urinary sphincter surgery stopped the flow of urine, and a penile implant gave me the ability to have an erection and to have pleasurable sex. I also have learned to masturbate without an erection. Many people believe masturbation is wrong. I disagree with that concept and find pleasure and tension relief in the practice.