Who do you think of?

more often than not its my husband :) occasionally other people I know pop in to say hello though!

I think about my OH, even whilst watching porn and masterbating I'll be imaging me and him performing what the people are doing on the clip/film.

Even when I'm not watching porn I'll be thinking about him.

In the past when I've been single I've never thought of anyone to be honest, not even a crush.

As I am single it is usually someone IRL that I fancy

Aqualaria wrote:


When she is pleasuring herself without me, she doesn't really think of anyone - she is focussed on her lady parts completely.

This is me to a tee! If i try to think about someone/something I'll often lose it completely. I'll just stick to thinking about myself.

My partner :) he just does it for me like no other man can.

I don't think of anyone, I just enjoy the sensations that are building inside if me and knowing what's to Erm cum if my batteries last out!! Lmao

I don't think about anyone actually, I find that thinking about someone, even if I fancy them, even just thinking about really good sex I've had with someone, actually puts me off and I can't orgasm? Sometimes I'll think about random scenarios or fantasies but nobody in them has a face or anything.

I don't often play with myself, but when I do, I seem to end up thinking of this guy where I used to work. He was the usual 'salesman' type, always flirting and making innuendos with a big smile. I found he was paying me lots of attention and compliments on my short skirts and black tights (always suggesting they were stockings). Anyway, one day, while it was only him and me and the admin stock room, after flirting a bit, he moved in, I was absolutely breathless, before I knew it he had kissed me and his had was up my skirt touching my bits over my tights and pants. I didn’t know what to do, obviously because I did nothing, his hands were inside my knickers as quick as a flash. Well the rest as they say is very wet and exciting, I could feel his big erection against my thigh. Then, he stopped, smiled and said “LATER” . . . . So, when I’m at it with myself, I think of the spontaneity of the whole experience and I’m wet n satisfied quickly.