A CONVERSATION ABOUT MASTURBATION

[Written between Saturday, June 3 and Friday, June 9th, 2023]

“How often do you like to masturbate?” he asked her… a little nervously… appreciating the very personal nature of the question. But he also asked with confidence. He wanted intimacy with a woman in love with masturbating and talking about it. Not a woman addicted to it or so into masturbating that she had no space for oral sex, intercourse, tantra, and other sexual practices, kinks, et cetera but yes…a woman who more broadly loved sex and talking about sex and loved masturbating and talking about masturbating as part of her love for sex and talking about sex.

“At least once a day,” she said. “Though on a good day…like when I have enough time…thrice. In the morning. Afternoon. Before I sleep.” She smiled.

That’s fucking hot as fuck, he thought, and wished he could see her do it. How she did it. How she breathed. If she moaned. And if she did moan, how did she moan. What did her orgasms sound like? You know, like…was she a screamer? A soft panter? Did she get really into her moans? Did it vary and depend on the context? What was she like after she came?

And then she asked him: “How about you?”

As she asked him this, he began feeling an increased intensity of interest in, curiosity about, and desire for her, but also more nervous because it was all too tempting to hypothesize that her having asked him this question could suggest that she was interested…