It’s no huge secret that I love to masturbate. I’m not shy about it (though I used to be, but that’s another story for another day) and the joy I derive from it is rather unique. I find the experience to be one that is unique and different to sex (another thing I love) and something that I crave independently of sex. Even the orgasms are different! Masturbation is such a delicious addition to one’s sexual repertoire.
It should probably come as no surprise to me (or anyone who knows me) that I find myself inspired to poetry by the very act of self pleasuring. What can I say? Orgasms get my creative juices flowing. And if you can’t share your masturbation poetry on your own sexy blog, then where can you?
May my joy inspire your own self pleasuring adventures. I think I have a bit more research to do, personally.
An Ode to Silicone Friends
A Bit of Masturbation Poetry
I love the climb we take together
My silicone covered friend
Starting at the bedside table
Crossing the room or the bed
To the chair’s edge or bath tub rim
Or possibly even the bathroom floor
(We did start our relationship there
Many years ago, you’ll recall)
All the while knowing what you have in store for me
So I find I can’t stop grinning.
Sometimes I start out bare and ready
Diving right in to the sheets and our dance
And others, I take my time
Letting you venture through layers of cloth and lace
Before eventually scrambling out of both
To give us better purchase
We both know I’ll end out naked with you eventually
It’s only a matter of time.
Your shape and size has changed over the years
And you’ve developed new levels and modes
But where it counts, you still know me best
Which curves to hug and edges to brush
To make me grip you tightest
With fingers and moist muscles
Giving you my best possible embrace.
Kiss me deeply, my silicone friend
Fill me with your singular purpose
And make me shudder and shake with the delight you bring
Sing your low rumbling song
To my hungry nerve endings
Reaching out eagerly to your tender touch
Full and ripe and ready
For the glorious finale
That I have almost found–
Ahh. You are a good friend indeed.