06-22-2014, 01:17 PM
I do it maybe twice a week. It gives me the chance to experiment with some of my more bizarre fetishes. Anything less than something vulgar doesn't seem to work for me in getting it up.
It gives my life meaning. It's something I can look forward to, but usually I'm done in less than a minute when focused on the right fetish and looking at some artworks that support said fetish. I must have something in front of me, as my imagination doesn't work by itself. But my imagination adds to the artwork, in that I become a participant in what I am looking at. When I participate in my imagination, it adds to the pleasure.
I hadn't realized it was a dopamine release that is the orgasm.
I simply cannot get it up more often than twice a week or so. Afterwards my heart's beating rapidly and forcefully. I can at times hear my heartbeat afterwards. Seriously, it's something exciting I look forward to. But I have to be in a position that wears out my legs. Afterwards, sometimes my legs are wobbly. I'm not sure if that's red-ray energy that's streaming through my legs that does it.
I'm not fortunate enough to have a partner, but I wouldn't carry on my fetishes in real life anyway. Not even with anthros, which I seem to have more sexual appeal for than humans.
It gives my life meaning. It's something I can look forward to, but usually I'm done in less than a minute when focused on the right fetish and looking at some artworks that support said fetish. I must have something in front of me, as my imagination doesn't work by itself. But my imagination adds to the artwork, in that I become a participant in what I am looking at. When I participate in my imagination, it adds to the pleasure.
I hadn't realized it was a dopamine release that is the orgasm.
I simply cannot get it up more often than twice a week or so. Afterwards my heart's beating rapidly and forcefully. I can at times hear my heartbeat afterwards. Seriously, it's something exciting I look forward to. But I have to be in a position that wears out my legs. Afterwards, sometimes my legs are wobbly. I'm not sure if that's red-ray energy that's streaming through my legs that does it.
I'm not fortunate enough to have a partner, but I wouldn't carry on my fetishes in real life anyway. Not even with anthros, which I seem to have more sexual appeal for than humans.