Oh God, I'm Cumming!

Frank and Fran were both in their autumnal years, and both widowed for almost ten years each, when they moved into the retirement village. Like all fellow residents, they were still healthy enough and mobile to varying degrees, that they could live independently with weekly home-care assistance with house work. But it was the community life and social programmes that made village life so attractive.

From the very first Friday night 'Happy Hour', there was a spark of attraction between them. Common interests and conversation flowed so easily. On the first 'social club' bus trip outing, they just naturally gravitated to the same seat. At lunch, Frank, the gentleman, formally seated Fran at their table. Their fingers touched across the table. That afternoon as they walked through the gardens, their hands reached for each other.

The other villagers smiled and gave the new lovers room. There were all types in the village. There were younger active couples that spent most days on the golf course. There were couples into their 50 or 60 years of marriage. More than half were single, most recently widowed, some having lost their loved one soon after arriving in the village - their move to village life was often at the ailing one's insistence, to ensure their partner would be surrounded by community when their time came to pass on, perhaps even to find a new partner. Whilst a village this size might average 7 or 8 deaths per year, there was also the occasional marriage. Then there were the informal pairs and villagers discretely smiled when they saw someone slipping out of another's villa in the early morning.

And so Fran and Frank's romance blossomed. When they discovered they shared the same birthday, both day and year, Frank said "This is destiny. Francis and Frances both born on exactly the same date". They started sharing meals together at each other's villas, which they still retained separate ownership.

Their birthdays were coming up and their children had planned a big family dinner party in the village community centre. The evening before, after dinner together at Fran's villa, she asked Frank "Why don't you stay the night?". 

Frank replied, "I'm so glad you asked. I've wanted to for some time, but I didn't want to appear too forward". 

"Forward? We don't have time for such niceties!".

"Can I help you with a shower" asked Frank.

"Would you mind?".

"Of course not!". All the villas had large disabled access showers with wheelchair sized openings and hand rails. Fran had a shower chair. Frank got the shower water warm, then helped undress Fran and taking her walking stick, helped her into her shower chair. He quickly undressed himself and stepped in with her. Taking the shower hose and soap, he started to lather her wrinkled body.

At dinner, Frank had surreptitiously taken a Viagra, in hopeful anticipation. In spite of his own sagging skin, his erection was rising. When Fran saw this, she reached out her wrinkled hand and started to stroke it.

"So this is what a naked cock looks like?" said Fran. "You know, Jack (her first husband) and I had a very old fashioned vanilla marriage. Would you believe that in all those years, we never really saw each other naked, and definitely not together. We just slipped our pants off in bed and had sex still half dressed."

Frank responded, "Well my Sally and I were much the same. But about 5 years after she died, I missed the sex so much, I started to go and see prostitutes. I met some wonderful, understanding, helpful mature ladies and I learned so much that Sally and I had never even thought about, let alone tried".

"Would you show me and teach me? I want to try out some new things before I go!".

Frank rinsed themselves off, towel dried Fran, then himself, then carried her to the bedroom. He threw all the covers off the bed, the weather was still warm, and placed Fran in the middle. He went to the window and drew the curtains wide open, allowing the full moon-light to stream in.

He lay down beside her and as they cuddled into each other, Fran said, "Wow!, Would you believe I have only ever had sex before under the covers! And curtains open - oh my God, there might be a 'peeping Tom' out there looking at us! This is sort of scary, but . . . .  well so nice and new and different!".

They exchanged gummy kisses - they had left their dentures in the bathroom after dinner. Frank nibbled Fran's neck and ears, then slowly kissed his way to her breasts. Although the swell and smooth skin of younger years had been replaced with wrinkles and sags, the enjoyable sensation of touch still raised a tingle.

Their arms were round each other now, with hands caressing backs and buttocks. They had rolled into each other, breasts to chest, pubes to pubes, and kissing more passionately. Long lost, almost forgotten feelings were stirring and slight arousal rising.

"Ready for your first lesson?" asked Frank. "Oh yes!" replied Fran.

Frank knelt on the bed next to Fran and offered his cock. "Technically, this is called fellatio, also a 'blow job' or plain cock sucking". Fran reached out her hand and stroked Frank. "I've never seen a cock up this close before" she said, as she ran her fingers around his glans, then the frenulum and felt the bulging veins along the back.

Fran lent forward and tentatively licked the tip. "Use some saliva to lubricate it a bit" instructed Frank as he spat into his hand and rubbed it up his shaft. Fran spat on the glans and took the full glans in her mouth, gently sucking and swirling her tongue around it. "Now wrap your hand around the shaft and work it up and down as you slide you mouth up and down me".

"Oh wow. Are you sure you've never done this before?" asked Frank.

"Never".

"Now gently bite my shaft with your gums as you slide up and down."

"Oh God, you're a fast learner". Frank reached round and with his right hand caressed across Fran's pubes and found her outer labia covering her clit. Bringing his hand to his mouth, he provided some saliva and returned to lubricate her slit till his finger tips rubbed the nub of her clit.

"Now it's my turn to give you the oral treatment, also called cunnilingus". Jack gently pulled himself from Fran's mouth and positioned himself between her legs, gently spreading them, exposing her sex for his delectation.

Frank gently placed his mouth over Fran's vulva, spreading her outer lips with his fingers. He kissed and licked and sucked up and down both labia and her clitoris.

Fran began to wriggle and squirm. "Oh God. Why didn't Jack know how to do this? Sex has never ever felt this good! And you haven't even started to fuck me yet".

Frank licked and sucked up and down her labia, either side of her urethra, just barely licking her vaginal entrance. With a good dose of saliva, he provided the lubrication that her body no longer excreted naturally. Still licking the length of her slit, he slipped a finger into her cunt, then a second finger. His finger tips found the knobbly surface on the top of her vaginal entrance, where her G-spot resided. With curled finger tips, he massaged that spot in a 'come hither' motion. Fran lifted her hips and pushed back onto Frank's probing fingers. With 5 or 6 minutes of Frank's licking and fingering, Fran felt her body tensing up. Her cunt clamped around Frank's fingers then her whole body started shaking.

As her body slowed down, Fran exclaimed, "Oh my God. Is that what they call an orgasm? What have I been missing out on all these years? Thank you Frank! Thank you, thank you, thank you for giving me these new feelings. I need you to fuck me now. I want to feel that big thick cock in my cunt! Oh God. Listen to me. I've never ever used those sort of words before. You're turning me into a real slut . . . and I'm loving it!".

Frank kissed his way across her pubes, across her stomach, licked and sucked each nipple before reaching her waiting mouth, just as the knob of his cock nudged her vaginal opening. It initially slid up across her vulva, nudging her clitoris. He raised his hips allowing his knob to slip back down to the entrance to her tunnel of love. He gently slid in with the combination of his own and some of her natural lubrication.

Now fully coupled, Fran had her arms right around Frank's back, pulling him against her body as they passionately kissed. She lifted and thrust her hips against him, and wrapped her legs around his thighs, grinding her pubes and clit against his pubic bone, and sliding his thick shaft in out out of her cunt. They must have fucked with increasing passion for about 5 minutes, which was about the limit of their aging stamina.

Fran felt another big orgasm building up in her, starting with vaginal twitching and squeezing of Frank's thickness. With a massive final thrust, they came together with his glans hitting her c-spot (cervix), and her body went into full torso convulsions. They exclaimed in unison, "Oh God. I'm cumming!", then collapsed in (not so) 'petit mort'.

It was about 11am the next morning when Judy, Fran's youngest daughter arrived to prepare for the luncheon birthday party. She had a large birthday cake, with "Fran <heart> Frank" in red icing piped across it. There were no candles, since Judy thought 180 candles, between them, was too much of a fire risk.

When there was no answer to her knock, Judy let herself. She found Fran and Frank, still naked, wrapped in each other's arms, expired on the bed. The ambulance was called, and heart attacks diagnosed. The bodies were removed, but family were already arriving at the community centre for the party. Judy wrapped up the paper work and went down to make an announcement to the family.

"Unfortunately, Fran and Frank wont be able to attend their birthday party" Judy announced. "They passed away over night".

"Oh my God!" said Frank Jnr. "How did they die?".

"They had been having sex and died of heart attacks".

"Go Nanna!" exclaimed 18 year old great-grand-daughter Francesca.

That was enough to break the shock and initial grief. It was decided to continue to have a memorial 'wake' party to celebrate their lives.

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As Fran and Frank approached the Pearly Gates, Frank was surprised to see a very young, beardless, naked St.Peter, the total opposite of all the traditional images of St. Peter.

"Welcome, Frances and Francis! I'm St. Peter. Father heard you cumming!
You were born into the world in love and have died in love. Welcome to the world of Eternal Love".

Frank turned to Fran and was surprised to see a beautiful, young, voluptuous, naked Frances. Looking down at himself he saw himself 70 years younger, with a full head of hair, ripped abs, no wrinkles, no arthritis, perfect eyesight and hearing. As the gates swung open, they were met by Jack and Sally, also naked and young and perfectly healthy and blemish-less. They embraced each other. There was no consciousness of their nakedness, no lust, no jealousy, no selfish thoughts, just all encompassing pure Love!

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Summer Holiday pt.3 - Champagne and Oysters for Breakfast

In part 16 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle on a Summer Holiday, it's champagne and oysters for breakfast.

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The guys had gone out early to dive for oysters in the middle of Venus Cove and returned to find the girls had already had an amorous morning without them.

"OK girls. How about you crack out the champagne whilst we shuck these oysters." directed Tim, taking their bucket out to the veranda. Jack had noticed a lemon tree behind the house as they drove in, so he went around to pick some lemons to go with the oysters, then took them inside. Tess was still at the sink, sans apron, as he came up behind her, placing the lemons on the bench. He reached his arms around her, kneading her breasts and his semi-erect cock pressed into the cleft between her thighs. He felt her wetness on her inner legs, remnants of her morning play. "Oooh! You've been playing already" he whispered in her ear, nibbling on a lobe. "Down boy" Tess rebuked, slapping his hands. "You'll have to wait till after breakfast".

When the boys came in with their platter of a couple of dozen opened oysters, the girls had already laid out a blanket on the floor. Glasses and a couple of open bottles of champagne were in the middle with a plate of lemon slices. The girls were sitting cross-legged in a circle. Trevor placed the platter of oysters in the middle and the guys sat in the circle between the girls.

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Poor Trevor, being the youngest and newest in the group, had a raging hard-on already, as he looked around the circle at four beautiful women. His eyes bulged at the sight of the various sizes and colours of breasts and nipples. His cock twitched a little as he noticed some glistening, still wet slits. "Oh my God!" he thought to himself, "I've gone from dateless to heaven. When Dick told me about this swingers group, I never dreamed it would be like this. Awesome!". Fanny had been a little over-the-top, all over him in the back of the car on the drive down. But he had been tired and it was dark when they arrived, and he vaguely remembered fucking someone before dropping off to sleep last night. But now in the light of day, sitting in this circle of beautiful naked people having champagne and oysters for breakfast, "Wow! Can it ever get better than this?".

"Hey, Trevor! Are you still with us?". It was Pat next to him that snapped him out of his reverie, offering an oyster to his lips and a glass of champagne in his hand. With champagne in one hand, she reached over and caressed his hardness with the other. "The sight of all these naked women a bit much for you?" she asked. "Don't worry, I'll take care of this after breakfast" she said, giving him another squeeze.

With three oysters down and finishing his second glass of champers, Trevor looked around the circle. Conversation had tailed off and there was now lots of action, kissing and fondling. 

Jack had Tess on her back, and with an oyster between his lips, was sliding it up and down her vulva, 'licking' her clit with the oyster in place of his tongue. He slid it down and suddenly it slipped right into her cunt. He slid two fingers in to retrieve it. With much slipping and sliding around inside (and much giggling from Tess), he had it. Tess's rising orgasm and twisting and thrusting wasn't helping his retrieval efforts. But having clasped the oyster between his two fingers, he rubbed it around her spongy g-spot. This was too much for Tess who came with a massive hip thrusting orgasm - or should that be 'oystergasm'? When she finally came down, Jack pulled the oyster out, clamped it between his lips and slid up Tess' body to offer it to her lips. She slurped it from him, "Yum! 'Oysters in cunnilinctus sauce!" she thought. 

With their bodies now embraced, without a thought, Jack's rigid erection just dropped into Tess's gaping cunt. With her cunt now filled as she craved, Tess flung her arms around Jack, kissing him passionately and lifting her hips, crushing their pubes together, rubbing her clit against his public bone. With some grunting, her hips raised again with the oncoming orgasm. Then it hit, her vaginal muscles gripping the base of his cock, refusing to release him. Then waves of convulsions flowed up her cunt, pulling and sucking his cock until he could resist no longer and releasing a hot geyser of cum. Her convulsions eased but his cock was still clamped in her grip, holding him and his cum in tight. Then a little post-orgasm twitch flickered through her cunt and she let out a little giggle. Then another, and another. Eventually, exhausted and all orgasmed out, her cunt released her prize.

Jack, equally exhausted and drained, rolled off into Tess's arms, and said "What  the fuck was that?". "That my darling was a vaginal orgasm. It's been months since I had one of those!".

Amazed, Trevor looked around the circle. Fanny was riding Tim cow-girl style. Dick and Emily were kissing passionately as he fingered her pussy.

"Come on darling. Let's find somewhere more comfortable and let me take care of this" whispered Pat in his ear, taking him by the cock and leading him to the big comfy bed.

(to be continued - Lazing on the Beach)

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Why Can't a Man Love More Like a Woman? The Orgasm Gap

Photo by Julianna Crozier, The State Press, 
published Monday, April 24, 2017.

Content Warning: This subject primarily discusses traditional cis heterosexual couples and gender characteristics described are from observational statistical norms only, and should not be interpreted as holding across the sexuality spectrum.

For the '4Thoughts or Fiction' meme prompt #174' 'The Orgasm Gap', guest host Zara Smith quotes from a research study, “Studies have consistently found that there is a gendered orgasm gap, with men experiencing orgasm more frequently than women in heterosexual sexual encounters”. The most commonly quoted statistic is that among heterosexual couples, 95% of males had an orgasm during sex (intercourse) and only 65% of females.

Interpreting the Research Data

Frankly, I'm surprised at the 65% - other research reports around 40%. But the critical issue is the restriction to "during sex/intercourse". A sexual encounter is (or should be) much more and longer than just the intercourse. What are the statistics for women's orgasms during fore (or after) play?

One factor not accounted for in this research, is age/experience. With experience, comes better communication and understanding of each other, so hopefully the gap will be less. On the other hand, older women have the issue of menopause and its effect on libido, and older men grapple with ED. The related factor is how long each couple had been in the relationship - hopefully couples in longer term relationships, with more understanding of each other, will be more likely to have a smaller orgasm gap. And what about the 'missing 5%' of males that don't orgasm - is that we septuagenarians with ED?

Other research data sometimes quoted, is the time to reach orgasm - for males it is around 5 mins, but for females it is about 15 mins. On the basis of this statistic, a couple should spend at least 10 minutes in foreplay before penetration. Or to reword an old joke, you should alternate, 10 mins 'Offer' and 5 mins 'Honour'.

Vive la Difference

Frankly, the male and female orgasm are so different, that I don't think it is even valid to compare counts of either.

First and foremost, the male orgasm is the primal response of the urge to procreate. The goal of every sexual penetrative encounter, is ejaculation, and thus orgasm. For the majority of men, ejaculation and orgasm are effectively concurrent. (But with age and especially post prostate cancer radiotherapy ED, I have found that in fact either can occur without the other). Further, my observation is that the male orgasm is primarily the pumping muscles at the base of the penis, which is quite different to female orgasms from the pelvic floor or kegal muscles, not forgetting some full body convulsing. It is only recently that I have experienced minor pelvic-floor leg shaking orgasms (after 50 years) - more of this later.

Female sex on the other hand is primarily for the hormonal responses. Release of Oxytocin during orgasm is associated with pleasure and emotional bonding. Although the vaginal orgasm (as distinct from clitoral orgasms) is also essentially the 'tie' to increase the chance of insemination, where inward sucking orgasmic convulsions hold the ejaculating penis in longer and suck the ejaculate in toward the cervix (we see this in animal servicing - my wife used to breed dogs so I have personal observation experience of 'the tie'). The anecdotal feedback I have received, is that the 'tie' type vaginal orgasm is a very small percentage of all female orgasms.

For simple males, orgasm is a single event. But for women, there is a wide variety of types of orgasm. They are most often not single events. The record I have had the pleasure of observing and being the recipient, was a cluster of several clitoral orgasms, followed by about 8 squirting orgasms (vaginal g-spot), and 1 massive vaginal orgasm (the 'tie' described above), followed by 5 or 6 'after shocks'. How does that count against my measly single 'shot'? For the above 'research', this would count as just '1' during intercourse.

The Loci of Stimulation

The key points of stimulation are the penis and the clitoris. But so many men still don't fully understand the importance of clitoral stimulation toward a woman's orgasm (despite some improvement in Sex Ed curriculum). Further, the majority don't understand the full internal structure of the clitoris, from the visible head, to the 'legs' behind the labia, down to the g-spot on the upper wall of the vagina. The entire structure is sensitive to stimulation and penetrative coitus just doesn't stimulate that very much.

The Road to Arousal

Most commonly, the stimulus for male arousal is physical, visual topping the list, followed by aural and tactile. For females, emotional triggers, romantic gestures, relational closeness, relaxing intimate atmosphere, erogenous touching, etc are more conducive to arousal. Consequently, it is the female arousal that is more easily 'punctured'.

'A woman's sex drive is related to how beautiful you make her feel!' (found on twitter, original source unknown).

Arousal of erogenous zones are understood by most people. But there are variants and nuances that should be learned. But more importantly, there are approaches and touches that are not always received well, typically by the woman. Communication is the key. Men must learn that anything they do is not necessarily OK. They must learn respect, to ask permission, "Is this OK? Do you like that?". Conversely, women must be up-front, though gentle, in saying "I don't like that!" or "Here, do it this way" (show and tell).

The next stage is timing. Men typically don't understand how long it takes for a woman to become aroused. There must be communication to indicate when it is OK to move on to the next level. This applies to all stages, from flirting, initial touching, kissing, caressing, outside clothes, under-clothes, breasts, genitals, and ultimately when she is ready for penetration.

Up to this point, the goal of arousal for both male and female, although reached by different paths, is the same, the sexual desire. For females especially, it is often called a plateau when they fail to move on to orgasm. For it is at this point where the divergence to the orgasm gap starts. Once aroused, orgasm is reached by direct stimulation of the sex organ, the penis or the clitoris - take note males, the primary female sex organ is the clitoris, NOT her vagina. Whilst penetration of the vagina readily stimulates a penis to orgasm, her clitoris is not generally stimulated enough from penetration in the typical 'missionary' position. A knowledgeable male can adjust his thrusting to ensure her g-spot gets some attention, or pubic rubbing of her labia and clitoral head. But much more successful is to use a woman-on-top position, because she knows which angles, twists and pressure points give her the stimulation she seeks. And the best variant is 'outercourse' or the 'pussy slide' where the penis and clitoris stimulate each other directly, and she can readily move on to intercourse if and when she is ready or desires.

But once we shake off the traditional concept that sex=penetration, other forms of genital stimulation of both partners is much more equitable, with hands/fingers, mouth/tongue.

Sex needs to be understood as a joint endeavour. Think of it like mountain climbing. There will be stages where one must help the other up, there will be plateaus, but to reach the summit together, you must climb together. And the  summit is sexual pleasure, not necessarily ejaculation.

Instruments of Arousal to Orgasm

We are all equipped with nature's own instruments of arousal, hands, fingers, mouth, tongue, penis and labia. But skill levels are sometimes appalling, and understanding that a partner may or may not like certain things is often not communicated. I have had the privilege of sharing cunnilingus with numerous ladies and discussed their experiences, and I am amazed at some of the stories they have told me. (I am eternally grateful to these ladies for teaching me acceptable pleasuring techniques, and I obviously learned well, with one dubbing me 'Thomas The Tongue Engine').

Mutual masturbation is an important tool for a couple to move on from initial arousal toward orgasm, together.

Arousal aids (sex toys) are becoming much more common, but again, communication is critical as to when, how and if they can be used on a partner. For females, they have become important instruments in women achieving (perhaps their first) orgasm, probably solo. It reminds me of the story where the husband says to his wife "Why don't you tell me when you orgasm?". She replies, "Because you're not around when I do"!

Perhaps you should consider (together) a 'Toy For Two' like I reviewed a while back, that provides clitoral stimulation during coitus.

"Why Can't A Man Love More Like A Woman?"

As a result of the "Orgasm Gap" and women's understanding of the reasons and their desire to 'have what he's having', I suspect there is an increase in women turning to 'bi' encounters to get the satisfaction they want, from someone that understands what a woman needs to achieve the 'Big O'. In a recent fiction piece I wrote, the key lady laments "Why can't a man love more like a woman?".

Only once men come to understand that sex is not just about their orgasm, and they start to understand how to arouse a woman, that "She comes first" and "The show's not over till the 'fat' lady sings!" will the orgasm gap start to narrow. Sexual pleasure must become the "Land of the we" instead of the "Land of the me!".

A Medical Response

I subscribe the the 'WebMD' mailing list and they regularly post information on sex life.  A recent post relevant to the Orgasm Gap, was "Habits of Couples Who Have Great Sex", summarized as:-

1. Define sex broadly - it's much more than PIV and (male) ejaculation;
2. Get educated;
3. Touch each other - physical contact builds connection and trust;
4. Confide in each other - communication;
5. Use therapy - uses resources outside yourselves;
6. Stay flexible about each others wants/needs;
7. Make time;
8. Experiment;
9. Cater to and care about satisfying your partner;
10. Seek gratification - practice makes perfect;
11. Use tools;
12. Work at it;
13. Limit porn - porn sets unrealistic expectations of what sex IRL is like;
14. Don't obsess about orgasm;
15. Read each other's cues;

Wrap Up

I wouldn't dream of calling this a 'conclusion' or the 'final word'. Many readers from the sex blogging sphere, being 'sex positive' probably don't have this issue, and think my comments all too obvious. But I know I have a lot of young, curious male readers and so I hope the above causes them to think twice about ensuring their partner orgasms as often as they do.

As always, feedback is always appreciated, positive or negative. Being a mere male observer and commentator, I'm sure there will be some females or non-binary readers, that feel I have got something wrong or missed the point, or don't have the right to speak about how a woman feels. That's fine, speak up and have your say. As a writer, I have to grapple with 'audience' issues all the time.

PS. The Modified Male Orgasm

I touched on this above, and want to come back to this subject to finish off. Can a male have a female like orgasm? To some extent, yes! Some men claim that concurrent prostate massage has led to a slight pelvic orgasm at the same time as ejaculation - with my occasional prostate massage, I haven't had this experience. But I have found that constrained ejaculation causing ejaculate to backup in the urethra almost to the bladder, has led to leg shaking pelvic orgasms. In one case, my partner clamped her mouth tightly around my glans during fellatio forcing my ejaculate to backup, then with a massive pelvic orgasm, she released an explosive geyser-like ejaculation. The other situation I am finding since my radiotherapy ED, is the use of a tight cock ring and a tight masturbation sleeve, which holds the ejaculation back from release (despite its very small volume). This 'locked-in' feeling triggers a small pelvic orgasm.

But loving more like a woman? I do my best to put my women's needs on a level footing with my own. I do my best to try and listen and follow their direction/lead. But frankly I'm not naturally a 'romantic', emotive type of bloke. The best I can do is to be aware of our differences, and consciously make adjustments in my behaviour.

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Masturbation - Self Love, Desperation or Just Loneliness?

I must admit that masturbation hasn't been high on my blogging topic list since I started. I guess for most guys, once we became fully sexually active, masturbation was just the fall-back mode between in-depth encounters (if you'll excuse the pun).

Sadly for me, our marital sex life turned out to be pretty 'lustless'. With my wife's almost zero libido, I doubt she ever masturbated herself in her entire life, and she definitely wasn't interested in masturbating me when she wasn't up for full sex. So masturbation turned out to be my normal modus operandi for over 30 years of married life.

But once my wife finally declared that she didn't enjoy sex, never had and had no interest for any future activity, I plucked up the courage to find sexual relief in the transactional sex world. With more regular sex, in the early days, my urges sky-rocketed, so masturbation provided daily relief until I had the time and readies for my next sex worker encounter.

But with age, my sex drive was declining so it became 3-4 weeks after an encounter before the urge built up again. Then the unthinkable happened, erection loss mid coitus. Age related ED had arrived.

I'll fast-forward over the next 10 years, including prostate cancer, radiotherapy and struggling with major ED and COVID isolation, which are covered in other posts.

With Viagra, cock-rings and regular masturbation with a pump and a sleeve, I can achieve usable erections and have gone for some 'test drives' with some age-friendly SWs. But regular sex has not been particularly successful with low feeling sensation and generally zero orgasms - paying for not much more than just a kiss-and-cuddle session isn't very enticing. Even with masturbation, with prostate radiotherapy and vasectomy, ejaculation volume is quite small.

With OK results from my first 'pocket pussy', I thought I would try up-market with a Fleshlight with built in vibrations. But frankly, it was a waste of money. I find the Fleshlight sleeve far too soft, almost squishy and the vibrations through the sleeve were minimal. So I have persisted with my original masturbation sleeve and find it's firmness in conjunction with a tight cock-ring, much more enjoyable.

Now with radiotherapy a few years behind me and after regular DIY therapy, I find with just a half dose (50mg) of Viagra, some good porn and self-talk and good lube, I am enjoying fucking my pocket-pussy more. After 5-10 minutes if I have not achieved orgasm and my erection is flagging, I resort to my penis-pump to get some erection back. I am now enjoying masturbation orgasms 2-3 times per week now. I've even enjoyed a 2nd 'shot' in one day, something that I haven't done for 15 years or more.

The most interesting and enjoyable change I find, is that with a tight cock-ring and the tightness of my pocket-pussy, I find my ejaculation is held in whilst I orgasm and I find my orgasms are pelvis and leg stiffening and shaking, not unlike some women's orgasms. The nearest like this that I've enjoyed was a lady who clamped her mouth around my glans restraining the ejaculation during orgasm, then an intense explosive finale. Definitely a first for me. Male orgasms are usually just the pumping sensation from the base of the cock only.

My masturbation orgasms are now sufficiently enjoyable, that my desire to go and find a suitable SW has declined, especially with the 'retirement' of my super-nympho best buddy. Further with my full-time home-care role for my semi-disabled wife, finding just a spare hour to get out for some 'me-time' is increasingly difficult.

So I wish all my readers a Happy Masturbation Month (of May and June and July and August ... and, well all year round).

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The Inseminatorium and some Dodgy Business

In the previous post, we met Jacqueline, who worked at the 'Assisted Conception' clinic, where she met Jack, an old school hottie, who had come to the clinic to make a sperm donation, with which Jacky gave him a hand.

Content Warning:- This posts touches on the delicate subjects of infertility, artificial insemination and disabled partners. Perhaps you might like to read my personal post-script first.

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Now Jacqueline's job dealt with sperm donors less than 20% of her time. Most of her time was dealing with the emotional job of talking with women (and husbands at times) who had often been trying to start a family for years, but with no success. Sometimes it was due to the husband's infertility, and other times the husband had sustained a severe disability.

The other hard part of her job was due to her boss, Dr. Hardcastle. He just didn't have any empathy for his patients. His artificial insemination of the women was about as empathetic as a mechanic changing a car's oil. And the women often complained to Jacqueline. As if the stirrups and the cold speculum weren't bad enough, Dr. H's involvement in the implantation was barely 30 seconds. Even the worst dicks that Jacky had ever encountered, lasted more that 30 seconds.

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Once Jack's profile went on file, Jacky got quite a few expressions of interest from female clients. Now one client was Jacky's friend Helen, who both loved Jack's genetic profile and hated Dr. H's attitude. Now Helen was a bit of a free spirit like Jacky, but her husband, a returned veteran, was a paraplegic, paralyzed from the waist down. One late Friday afternoon after Jack's regular 'donation', Jacky had a sudden dirty idea. "I wonder if Helen and Jack would be interested in a 'natural'  donation?". She rang both Helen and Jack and put the idea to them and both were interested. Jacky knew that she was breaking company privacy policy and was in fact taking business away from Dr. H. But Jacky was sick and tired of his attitude to patients and staff.

So having checked Helen's cycle and fertility dates, a late Friday afternoon appointment for both Helen and Jack was made. Dr. H. and the other staff had already left. Jacky took Helen and her wheelchair bound husband down the corridor, past the Masterbatorium, round the corner to the Inseminatorium*. Jacky understood what the ladies hated about the cold, clinical Inseminatorium, so she had prepared the room ahead of time. The fluorescent lights were off and lighted candles were placed around the room. The surgical bed was made up with soft comfortable blankets and the stirrups were wrapped in soft pink padding. A bottle of wine and glasses were beside the bed.

Jacky showed Helen and her husband into the room and poured them a glass of wine each. They thanked her for the effort she had put into preparing the room for them. Jacky got out a couple of Venetian style decorative masks for them to wear and explained that their donor would also wear a similar mask for privacy. Helen undressed and positioned herself on the bed with feet in the stirrups and Jacky wheeled her husband around so that he could lean forward sufficiently to arouse Helen orally and digitally. Jacky left them with some lube as well to prepare for the donation.

Jacky went out and fetched Jack from the other waiting room and took him into the Masterbatorium, where they both stripped and Jacky had her way with Jack to get him aroused and edging whilst she got herself off as well. Once Jack was well and truly ready, she opened the rear door of the Masterbatorium which lead directly into the Inseminartorium. Jack went in first, lead by his raging erection, and Jacky followed, now with a loose surgical gown wrapped around her nakedness.

"Oooh. Lovely" said Helen when she saw what Jack had to offer. Her husband was sitting beside her holding her hand. Jack went over and shook his hand and Helen reached out and stroked his cock. Her husband nodded to Helen indicating his approval. Jack assumed the position between her legs. Helen stimulated her clit - the rules were that Jack would not touch her in any way other than by fucking. Helen was already well lubricated and Jack slid right in. Helen lifted her thighs and responded to his thrusts. 

Ooh, the agony and the ecstasy - after Dr. H's cold speculum, Jack's hot cock was oh so good after oh so long. But Helen knew that this was for family, not her pleasure, as much as she would have loved to be able to have an orgasm whilst being filled with this beautiful thick cock, she had to be satisfied at home with her husband's mouth and fingers, and her secret dildo hidden in her lingerie drawer. But Jack had already been edging and in no time he delivered his donation, withdrew and turned and left the room. 

Jacky explained to Helen that she needed to remain with her legs up for 20-30 minutes to maximize the chances of insemination. She then went back into the Masterbatorium to Jack. Despite his donation, he still had a usable erection which Jacky wasn't going to let go to waste, so she pushed him back onto the lounge and straddled him. As Jack massaged her breasts and tweaked her erect pink nipples, Jacky fingered herself so that together with Jack's not quite flagging erection, she achieved two more orgasms. Jacky finally climbed off, licked Jack clean, got fully dressed and returned to Helen to help them prepare to go home.

And so it was that "Jack and Jacky's Natural Service" business was born, even if somewhat dodgy and 'off the books'.

Meanwhile, back at home, Emily was happy that Jack seemed much more contented, and she was satisfied with their fortnightly date nights. When he gave her a beautiful diamond Eternity ring, she was over the moon, though she was a little surprised that Jack made so much money from some simple sperm donations.

Note:- *Inseminatorium - Having started with the word Masterbatorium, then the idea of an 'Assisted Conception' clinic, it was an obvious(?) step to have an 'Inseminatorium'.

Personal PS

Whilst this post is fictional and a bit of fun, the subject matter touched on is very real. Personally, I have a disabled partner with zero libido, since an acquired brain injury from a childhood accident, although it took us 30 years to finally understand the source of her issues. For us, the issue of starting a family was not infertility, but rather the very real danger of conception, pregnancy and child raising, due to her medication and dangerous medical condition. Under medical supervision, after a lot of soul-searching, we finally took the serious step of reducing her medication by half, then using the Billings Method for fast conception - once a month whether she enjoyed it or not, for three months. Child raising was difficult with breast feeding out of the question, and nursing, carrying and bathing baby could never be unattended. We were fortunate in that our baby's congenital issues could be addressed surgically, although her last surgery was at age 26 (a heart valve replacement). So I fully understand why some couples resort to AI or surrogacy.

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The Masterbatorium

Jack and Emily were a normal, good looking suburban couple, in their thirties with two beautiful children. But like so many like them, their sex life had dwindled to almost nothing. Since their last child, Emily just didn't have the energy or interest for sex but Jack's sex drive was as strong as ever.

But Emily loved Jack, and not wanting him to have an affair, she had a wonderful idea. There was a new 'Assisted Conception' centre open in town. So she put the idea to Jack that he could go there to get some sexual relief by making sperm donations and earn a bit of money as well.

Now Jack wasn't entirely enthused about the idea, after all he jacked-off at home whenever he felt the urge. But to be paid to jack-off, that sounded interesting, so he rang and made a booking late one afternoon.

He arrived at the nominated time and at reception he was surprised to see Jacqueline, a hot blond he had lusted after at school. The less kind at school, called her "Yakky Jacky" - with that seductive smile, innocent face and dulcet tones, she could talk just about anyone into doing her bidding, even the teachers. Jack had always dreamed of what she could do with those lips.

After an embarrassed "Hello" he proceeded to fill in all the forms, including lots of personal stuff (genetic profile), ethnicity, hair and eye colour, height, weight, sporting prowess, education level, etc, all the things a woman looking for a sperm donation might ask for. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Jacqueline looking him up and down with a cheeky smile on her face.

Jacqueline took Jack gently by the arm and guided him down the corridor to a room with a "Masterbatorium"* sign on the door. She took him in, took off his coat, gently caressing his shoulders and arms as she did so. She pointed out the supply of porn magazines on the table and the remote control for the video/TV. She placed the open specimen jar on the table beside him.

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She asked what his favourite type of porn was, and she bent down to get a DVD from the cupboard, making sure her long bare legs were on display right up under her short nurse's uniform. She turned and bent right down to put the DVD in the player, taking much longer than necessary to give him a good look up her dress to the orbs of her perfect arse cheeks between which he could just barely see the thinnest wisp of a bright red thong.

"Take your time" she said, running her hand over the rising bulge in his pants, up his chest and across his shoulders, as she walked toward the door. "Just press this button when you're finished or you need something". She clicked the door lock as she went out.

As Jacqueline walked back to her desk, she could feel the warmth and wetness building up in her groin. "O my God" she thought, "After all the nerds and fugglees that I normally see in here, in comes this hunk that I had the hots for at school!".

As she sits down at her desk, she can't help but have a little wriggle on the chair, feeling her clit harden under the caress of her silky thong. She squirms some more. This is getting too much - thoughts of work have flown out the door. She loosens the top buttons of her uniform, fans her flushed face and slips a hand under her skirt to give her clit the attention it is craving. Her fingers pull her thong band aside and slip into her wet cunt and she works her G-spot till she feels her orgasm is edging.

Now Jacqueline knew it was against the company's privacy rules, but she just had to have it, so she got out her phone and took a photo of the form Jack had filled in, with his name address and cell phone number.

Jacqueline glances at the clock and notices that Jack has been in the Masterbatorium for an extra long time. She goes down the corridor, taps on the door and lets herself in, locking the door behind her. Jack has his large cock in his hand as he says to her, "Sorry, I just can't seem cum today. Porn just doesn't seem to do it for me anymore".

Jacky, stands in front of him, leans over to give him a good eyefull of her breasts now almost spilling out of her unbuttoned uniform. "Let me help you" she says and takes him in hand.

She feels his cock twitch and swelling imperceptively.  She can feel her cunt juices pooling in her thong. She turns around, undoes a couple more buttons and the zip of her dress, and with a shrug her uniform drops to the floor. Her hands slide over her hips, pushing her thong down as well. "Allow me to help you" she says and backs up to Jack, sitting onto his erection, and her sopping lubricated cunt allows her to slide on him till he is balls deep. "Have you any idea how much I wanted to fuck you back at school?"

Jack can't help but lift his thighs to thrust back in response to Jacky riding him. Now Jack might have been having trouble getting to orgasm, but Jacqueline was having no such trouble. Her fingers are now down rubbing her clit as she rises and falls on Jack's erection with increasing urgency. With a shudder, she slams down on Jack as her kegals start convulsing and pull Jack in and hold him tightly. She feels the hot flood as Jack pumps a load of cum into her.

As Jacky's orgasm subsides, she reaches for the specimen cup, gently lifts off Jack and holds the cup under her pussy as she squeezes his cum out of her. She turns around to Jack to show him his donation and holds it to her nose and declares, "Lovely bouquet of musk with a hint of a pineapple if I'm not mistaken. A perfect donation". She dips her fingers into her pussy and drags out a little more cum and draws it across Jack's lips. Her fingers draw out the remnants and she sucks on them herself, saying "Ooooh. Perfect flavour, a little like sorteed oysters. You definitely qualify for repeat donations".

Jacky licks Jack clean and whilst he redresses, she pulls her thong up, relishing in the wetness that pools there. Slipping her uniform back on but leaving the top few buttons undone to display her breasts that still tingled from her orgasm, she leads Jack out to sign-out and to give him his payment.

"Now I want you back for your next donation in a fortnight" she says. "Last appointment of Friday afternoon, OK with you?". "Now you must abstain from any ejaculation with your wife or any masturbation for a full week before your next donation. We want a really good big donation next time!".

Next time, 'The Inseminatorium and some Dodgy Business'.

Note:- * The term Masterbatorium first appeared in the comedic-drama movie "Running with Scissors" (2006) starring Annette Bening, Alec Baldwin and Gwyneth Paltrow. 

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Misconceptions About Erections, Orgasms and Ejaculation!

WARNING:- This post is technical with medical anatomical discussions, but bear with me. Enhanced knowledge will lead to understanding when things don't go quite right (ED).

In my previous Penis Project post, I wrote about the 'Penis Conspiracy' and how what goes on in our brain influences our sex life. This post focuses on the physical side with the brain translating sensory input into arousal initiation, triggering the erection process and central in the genital sensory feedback to flood the body with feel-good hormones and orgasm.

The Three Stage Process of Erection

Normal erections generally depend upon 3 processes (ref.): 

1. increased arterial blood flow into the penis by neurological initiation, 
2. cavernosal smooth muscle relaxation, 
3. restriction of venous blood outflow from the penis.

I've included links to various medical websites for more complete descriptions, I focus mostly on the lesser understood aspects.

 (Click for the WebMD article)

From around 2005, understanding of the biochemical processes improved and the inter-relationship of psychological and physiological aspects were better understood. Working backward, the actual erection is caused by inflow of blood into the two 'corpus cavernosa'. This process is triggered by Nitric Oxide (NO), a signalling chemical sent from the nerve endings en-wrapping the cavernosum. (NO is synthesized from L-arginine by NO synthase (NOS)). The NO causes the blood vessel walls to relax encouraging blood inflow.  PDe5 inhibitor drugs like Sildenafil (Viagra) work by increasing bio-availability of Nitric Oxide. It is the signalling from the brain, initiated by a range of all sorts of erotic stimuli, touch, sight, smell, sound, that trigger this process. Conversely, inhibitory brain processes like depression, can suppress this triggering process.

Nitric Oxide is an important  component in general circulatory health. Certain foods and supplements boost Nitric Oxide levels. Whilst these might not be sufficient for treatment of persistent Erectile Dysfunction (ED), a good exercise regime, healthy eating including the above NO boosters, healthy weight level, controlled blood pressure, minimized alcohol consumption and healthy mind-set, will minimize the chances of developing ED.

Having achieved an erection, a separate process retains the erection. The Corpus Spongiosum runs down the under-side of the penis and is responsible for holding the urethra open and restricting the outflow veins so blood is retained, holding the erection. A different Nitric Oxide process (eNO) is involved in retaining an erection. This is also a signalling chemical from nerve endings, but these are triggered by physiological conditions of the erection, specifically 'hematological shear', which is a function of the actual blood flow affected by the flexibility and smoothness of the blood vessel walls and the viscosity of the blood. So a good psychologically aroused state can initiate a good erection, but aging or damaged blood vessels can limit retention. 

Overuse of alcohol affects blood viscosity which can lead to loss of erection, "Brewers Droop", known in Australia as "Fosters Droop". And remember that alcohol shouldn't be taken along with most medications. A little might be fine to relax to start an evening, but too much could deflate not just your ego. And alcohol generally doesn't go well with Viagra leaving you with a pounding headache afterwards.

WARNING:-  Viagra was originally developed for treatment of high blood pressure. It works in erection improvement by lowering blood pressure through release of Nitric Oxide. There are medical conditions that contraindicate its use - get a doctor's check before starting its use. Use the smallest dose needed - there is a maximum recommended dose - over-dosing can cause serious problems.

The Corpus Cavernosum Vessels

Note that the Corpus Cavernosum are in fact two blood vessels of sponge-like tissue, the length of the penis, that fill with blood to effect an erection. These vessels form in the fetus in the very earliest stages during development of the circulatory system. At the time of gender bifurcation, these vessels form either the penis or the female clitoral structure. It is an important lesson in sexuality for men to understand, that the female clitoral structure extends from the external head (analogous the the male glans) and extends internally with two Corpus Cavernosa, behind the labia, around the urethra and join the top wall of the vagina at the 'G spot'. So the female clitoris undergoes a penis like 'erection', swelling and puffing out the labia.

Understanding Orgasms and Ejaculation

The whole sexual arousal cycle is a feedback loop between sensory arousal in the brain flooding the body with hormones, and sensations in the genitals feeding signals back into the brain. In one sense, orgasm is arousal reaching a peak with a final 'explosive' flood of senses then 'collapses' into the 'resolution' phase. In females, orgasm triggers rhythmic contractions of muscles. Clitoral orgasms use muscles around the urethra and vaginal openings, the same muscles used in a male orgasm. A vaginal orgasm is contraction of the kegal muscles across the base of the pelvis and contract along the inner length of the vagina. In men, orgasm and ejaculation are in fact separate events.

Ejaculation is controlled by the sympathetic nervous system in the spinal cord.

In men, arousal causes a build up of ejaculate fluid within the 'bulb of the penis' located at the base. An observant woman might see the urethra on the underside of the penis, swelling and throbbing. This filling up leads to a special feeling of impending, uncontrollable ejaculation, although with practice, 'edging' allows you to pull back from the 'edge', then build up to almost the point of no return again, then pull back again.

With age, erection can in fact inhibit orgasm and ejaculation, with effectively numbing sensations. As the erection starts to deflate, ejaculation might then occur - warning: this condition can lead to condom slippage.

While men experience pelvic contractions, not unlike the female, they are not central to the male orgasm and ejaculation. Pelvic contractions can best be felt during prostate massage. Rhythmic ejaculation contractions primarily are caused by muscles at the base of the penis, rather than pelvic floor, although they are connected.

Origin and Composition of Ejaculate

Probably the biggest misconception, is the origin of ejaculate. Sperm is generated in the testicles and passes up the Vas (a Vasectomy cuts this Vas as a permanent contraceptive measure). The sperm mixes with fluid from the Seminal Vesicle and from the Prostate - by volume the majority is prostatic fluid. The outlet from the prostate joins the urethra through a valve and another valve above the junction stops urine mixing during ejaculation, and conversely ejaculate going back into the bladder (retrograde ejaculation). 

This misconception is perpetuated by porn talk about "draining balls". If anything, it is the prostate that is being 'drained'. 

Ejaculate from a man who has had a vasectomy contains no sperm and won't have a milky colour (so technically, no 'cream-pies'). If a man has had prostatectomy surgery (cutting out the prostate) for Prostate Cancer, there will be virtually no ejaculate and very poor, if any, orgasms (erection and coitus is still possible with an implant or injection, but sorry, no 'happy ending').