The older we get, the more our fantasy-scape includes experiences from the past. I’m sure anybody reading this who has passed the age of 25 has, at one time or another, masturbated to thoughts, mental images, and recollections of an old flame. But now that I am in my late 60s, I find myself, more and more masturbating to recollections of a different type. I recollect the incredible intensity of the climaxes I used to rub out as a horny teenager. Oh yes, back then I would have sold my soul to get laid. And getting laid by this classmate, or that friend of my Mom, or some TV actress I saw on the screen every week, or some high school teacher I saw five days a week — those were who filled my head back then while I was stroking. The details of those fantasies are long forgotten. But the supernova penis explosions that those sessions culminated in are forever burned into the archives of my brain. Back then I masturbated with reckless abandon, usually four times a day, sometimes quickies, and at least once a day with some serious edging. How could I not — the experience was so joyous and heavenly. And those orgasms from that era of my life are still among the most earth-shattering of my entire existence, including the orgasms I had when I did, at last, get laid. But alas at my age, testosterone levels ebb, the prostate grows fat and lazy, the amount of product delivered diminishes, and stamina wanes. The level of intensity that came naturally from masturbating 50 years ago is far out of reach now. But the memory remains, and more and more often I find that when I masturbate these days, instead of fantasizing about some hottie’s breasts, ass, and vagina, I simply recreate in my mind the teenage me experiencing one of the thousands of moments when the wings of angels fluttered against his penis, their sweet lips kissing its pulsating parts as his very soul flowed from the depths of his core and gushed out through his urethra like a volcanic eruption. Who else among you has ever used as a masturbation fantasy recollections of long past masturbations?
I really don't dwell on past fantasies as much as past experiences...... If I find someone I'm attracted to today young to older women is where my mind goes.
The past fantasies I dwell on are those moments when something could have happened or that I wished would have happened. And I also dwell on past experiences too.
Exactly. I also fantasize more about the could have beens than the actual "have beens". Past experiences a little, not a whole lot though...afterall... they were all a very long time ago
I’ve jerked it to memories of a guy friend I had back when I was pre teen. 10 to 12 years old. Such a sexy ass.......
Interestingly, I find myself drawn to memories of happy youthful masturbation more as I grow older. Masturbating to the pictures in underwear catalogues or the relatively tame soft porn of my youth - lots of flashed panties, stocking tops and suspenders, pert boobs and bare bottoms. My erotic preferences still reflect this - panty flashes, high waist knickers, full bush, bums and tits
I have masturbated to memories of kissing and licking my cock when I was younger, and the glorious feeling of putting the head between my lips and cumming in my mouth. Not a guilty feeling either, I have talked about this with my GF and she agrees that it sounds like a very erotic experience. And of course I have pleasured myself with memories of times spent with her (and a couple of others)
Alas no. I am around 3 inches away from any meaningful contact. Got a bit heavier and a bit older. However GF reckons I could still be able to do it if I keep up my yoga and stretching
Thinking about a time a few friends and I jerked off for my girlfriend and her best friend. That was wild and a really great memory.
Used to wank to catching my first girlfriend in the shower when she was 16. She had a full bush and perky tits
Wow… how did you get hold of my biography? And I thought I was unique. This mirrors my own experience. Often, if I’m not using a picture, I start stroking to a mental image of my subject. However, as my dick takes over and (usually) my hand(s) speed up, my fantasy switches to one of several well remembered masturbation sessions. I feel, and can see in my mind’s eye, my cock begin to grow in length and girth as orgasmic inevitability takes over. My eyes close, I gasp and erupt intensely, almost violently sometimes. So, Lester, in answer to your question I suppose you could say there’s at least one other person who does…
Thinking about a time I let a guy masturbate me in a sauna in front of four other guys. That was wild, after that things got out of hand, pun intended!
While my first marriage was falling apart, I had an affair with a married woman. The sex was spectacular, and while being discovered was painful, it opened new opportunities for me to meet my wife. But, I will still think back to those moments in that relationship even though we have had no contact since we were found out.
I quite often think about sexy and kinky things I have done by my self like flashing etc and also very sexy experiences that I have had like group wanks with my mates or sexual encounters like when me and my gf at the time were watched by a friend of hers having sex.
I mostly masturbate to memories. I even write them in a password-protected document, so I don't forget them. The highlights were pulling with a guy my age in my teens, the first woman I had a 6 month relationship with, times with my first wife, and some could-have scenarios like my first wife, after we split revealing she would have liked anal with me because it would be tighter and a bit naughty. Now she tells me. Then there's the long recollections my half sister told me of her very vigorous sex life. She and I shared secrets because we were each other's safe confidantes. Wow, I wish I had a woman so hot for cock and so experienced as she was, but then she cheated on her husband a fair bit so it's not all it's cracked up to be. I busted a nut or two over what she said.
