Touch yourself

Posted in Sex on April 17, 2014 by Accidental Masturbator

“I Touch Myself” was the Divinyls’ biggest hit and touched millions of fans around the globe. Released in December 1990, the single was No. 1 on the charts at home and reached the Top 5 in the US.

It is a song that celebrates female sexuality like no other. Like Chrissy, it is bold, brave, and brassy. It rocked our world. And when Chrissy developed breast cancer, it was a song she wanted to become an anthem for spreading awareness about the importance of touching ourselves for early detection of the disease.

As a tribute, Chrissy’s family and friends, her husband Charley Drayton, fellow songwriters, Cancer Council NSW and supporters from around the globe have come together to make sure Chrissy’s legacy lives on to remind women to be in touch with their bodies, and if something’s not right, see their doctor.

You can keep Chrissy’s dream alive by spreading her message. Share the anthem using #itouchmyselfproject on Twitter, Instagram, Facebook & Google+ and show how you’ve been touched by leaving a message of support, singing your version of ‘I Touch Myself’ or by posting an I Touch Myselfie.


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Trouble finishing

Posted in Random stuff about sex with tags , , on April 13, 2014 by Accidental Masturbator

Sleep seemed illusive last night.

A year or two ago, I was struck by a particularly virulent bout of insomnia. Having had her suggestions of turning the light on and reading, or listening to the radio, (I saw no need to risk spoiling Her night too) my Wife asked What would you do if I wasn’t here? The obvious, honest, and potentially more productive answer would have been have a wank, but I mumbled something non committal and the conversation died. Continue reading

4 letters that say so much and so little

Posted in Fixing a broken marriage on March 16, 2014 by Accidental Masturbator

25yrs ago, if you wanted some porn, you had to buy a magazine, or a video cassette. And if you liked to beat off to anything even slightly off the beaten track, at best you’d have to visit some pretty seedy shops. Then came the internet, and finding inspirational images got a whole lot easier, no matter how left field your perverted tastes.

For some of us it’s hard to think of the internet as only 25yrs old, but last week saw it officially pass out of its first quarter century. (Does that mean the internet is old enough to view hard core porn?)

In the week that we celebrate Sir Tim Burners Leigh’s inception of The internet, BBC Radio 4′s News Quiz
Hard drives will be our future legacy. Where we have dug around attics to unearth our grand parents’ love letters, our grand children will scour our hard drives.
So I get my love of BDSM from Grandpa.
I laughed. As did the radio show’s audience.
My Wife did not.
Her : I don’t know what it means.
Me : Bondage, domination and sado-masochism
Her : oh.

Being bad

Posted in Meet the Masturbator on March 5, 2014 by Accidental Masturbator

Forgive me perverts, for I have sinned. It has been 2 months since my last confession and these are my sins.
I have had impure thoughts of lust and unrestrained sexual behaviour.
I have viewed pornographic images.
I have touched myself.
And I have enjoyed it.

Right. That’s the formalities out of the way … Continue reading

the stuff of dreams

Posted in Random stuff about sex with tags , , , , , on January 17, 2014 by Accidental Masturbator

Whilst I wake from dreams about sex on a regular basis, it’s rare for me to dream bout sex with my Wife. Rarer still to have a dream about sex with my Wife that doesn’t reflect our inadequate sex life. Which makes last night all the more interesting. Continue reading


Posted in Random stuff about sex, Sexual politics with tags , , , on January 12, 2014 by Accidental Masturbator

In my experience, Man Shopping is demonstrably different to Woman Shopping when it cones to clothes. I’m not suggesting either is better or worse, they’re just different. Men commonly walk into a clothes shop, see something they like, check the size, and buy it. Women are more likely to want to try things on.

And here I have an underwear problem. Continue reading


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