Typing Towards Bliss

Perhaps these meetings are over in seconds, some never acknowledged at all. But every once in a while you meet an online lover. The thrill of the moment, intense rush of sensations, and then an orgasm from the forbidden, nearly taboo mental connection of two souls.

At one time I felt guilty about masturbating while talking to another person over the computer. Sometimes he knew what I was doing and other times, it was for my own satisfaction of seeing just how much control it would take to keep my voice steady if we were talking over one of the instant messenger voice programs. I would step away from such an encounter feeling a little dirty and ashamed of myself for having let myself become so sexually excited. I could never figure out why. This would often happen after solo sessions of pleasuring myself, as well. Finding myself feeling as if I had done something wrong by letting my mind run wild.

The internet opens up many opportunities to masturbate to fantasies. Pre-fabricated fantasies in the form of porn sites or the sharing of someone else’s ideas. You do not need to reveal your true sex which allows you to explore more of your sexuality. I have went into lesbian chat rooms, bi sexual chat rooms, and once a gay male chat just to try out what it was like to be each. It is only through the internet that many will open themselves to what they truly are, not gay, straight, or bisexual, but sexual. The online world is like the Greeks of history, open to everything, freedom for all.

As open as I am to online fantasy life, I feel there is a time to step away from the computer and pleasure myself in my own fashion. I do not need the ideas or direction of someone else to tell me how to reach release. Instead of loading a web page or an instant messenger, I look into a mirror. In front of me stands the most beautiful and perfect being to love me. Every touch, every caress, every breath is an proclamation of that love. Spend time loving myself, learning to accept that foreplay does not mean that I always need a partner, release can be as teasingly pulled from this body by my own hands, than those of another.

Spend time with your own yearnings, learn how to make love to yourself without the aid of virtual stimulation. Your reflection will thank you.