What's your mental image used for masturbation?

What's your favorite go-to mental image for masturbation purposes?

Mine is my wife's male doctor with his fingers up inside her. He only ever used two fingers but I imagine him using three. That's the number I used when I was allowed up there.

Ladies please chime in as well! I'll assume you use mental imagery too.

Mickey getting pegged by Mini Mouse..

A depth play live stream with me as the subject being penetrated up to the upper arm by a slim, tanned, Korean bodybuilder.

Starting with a good pegging but quickly moving on to the final scene.

Pushing her glistening, lubed fist, forearm and then elbow deep into my guts. Close-up of her flexing her strong, lean, arm in my butthole as she takes my penis into her mouth and then throat.

Done for. Every time.

Most of my "go-to" mental images for masturbation involves picturing myself being given an enema. I like the thought of myself being in a prone position getting finger prepped slowly, then lowering my head and chest and spreading my knees a bit further apart in anticipation for the nozzle. I like the thought of pulling back a cheek to give my giver a full view of my butthole which they study, touch, admire.

I like the thought of the wet tip of the nozzle touching my pucker, then the slow steady push of my silcone plug nozzle and that initial "oh" feeling as the widest part enters before the flange part seats itself. I like the thought of having an erection I cannot hide, and the precum that strings from it.

I love thinking about a hand under me massaging my belly - a hand that keeps brushing my erect penis. I imagine that hand then moving from belly to cock, alternating between the two.

If I'm fantasizing that my giver is female, usually the daydream usually ends with her fucking me with a strap on. If the fantasy is with a male, it ends with him fucking me with the real thing. In either fantasy, I'm getting a reach around. In real life I haven't experienced either of these things yet. I have had enemas, fingers, and toys from both sexes, so I do have real life experiences to reference there.

My favorite mental images for masturbation is like ....

1) I'm a toddler and pediatrician is doing my genital check up ... I'm lying on my back totally naked and exposed.

2) As a toddler I'm naked and my foreskin is being retracted gently while I'm getting breast fed.

3) Me and my (female) cousin who is elder to me playing doctor and exploring each other's genitals.

4) Undergoing medical procedures and forcefully being naked and exposed to few medical practitioners and I'm feeling the shame of being naked.

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Being held down by 2 women leg locked , my head firmly held in the other woman’s lap as she is firmly holding my arms with no chance of moving out of position for a very severe Spanking with a paddle!

And or being Diapered lying on a woman’s lap and being breast fed😃!!

Have to agree with edwass. The mental picture of being given an enema is my usual fantasy when I masturbate. I like his description a lot, but I usually picture a young lady who is learning the enema art that I am helping to learn the ropes. When she (and I) have completed my enema, we will move on to hers. Action and anticipation combined.

Lately, I've been masturbating thinking about a recent physical I had for a job with a very elderly woman, some what authoritarian doctor who made me strip for the exam, which was a bit awkward. But even though I didn't like her at all, the situation turned me on.

I am 73 and I have been living alone since my girlfriend dumped me after a 10years relation. 4 years ago . Several times a week, I feel the urge to masturbate.

I have been having a strong rectal temperature fetish thoughout my life and Deborah was as much into rectal temperature as myself. We used to take eachover's rectal temperature every day, first thing in the morning.

So it does not come as a surprise that rectal temperature is the main focus in my mind when I masturbate

When I masturbate, I remember very vividly how wonderfull it was when Debiorah was taking my temperature. I was on her knees and we allowed the thermometer a generous 10 minutes to register. Deborah saïd she enjoyed the pressure of my erect penis on her thigh as she casually played with the registering thermometer.

Often,. my memory goes back to earlier rectal temperature partners. This girlfriend fifty years ago who was very much into medfet and imposed on me a comprehensive medical exam everytime we were to have sex. This mock exam allways ended with her taking my rectal temperature on her lap. Or this strange very classy lady with whom I spent nights taking our respective temperature but who refused any kind of sex and never touched my penis.

I must add that I usually stick a thermometer in my butt before I start masturbating.

Lately, I've been getting great mental images for masturbation by watching gay porn. My favorite images are of guys getting it from behind. The best is when the bottom gets a reach around part of the time too. I like picturing myself/imagining myself as the bottom.

I get the mental image of me exposing my genitalia and recall the exact words the doctor used to instruct me for the exposure.

I sometimes have imagined my old friend Nicole, who was a very slim, 19-year old, 5ft6 brunette. I met her online over deviantART, where she had an art/modeling account to raise funds for her then-upcoming lung transplant. Because of this medical situation, she had a depleted immune system and wore a mask in public (this was in 2006, well before COVID started, so this was highly unusual at the time). Usually, her mask was a big elastomeric cartridge respirator, such like you see spray painters wear.

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Due to my disability, which I have had from birth, my anatomy down there is quite small. In my dreams, I imagine it being quite large and especially long. I imagine this girl unstrapping her mask, spitting on me down there as much as she can, and then taking me into her mouth, sucking hard while at the same time moving her tongue around quite a bit until I ejaculate long an hard into her mouth, activating her very sensitive gag reflex.

Sometimes the image isn't Nicole, but a girl with whom I shared my first kiss. 5 ft 4 straight long blonde with olive skin. Slender and flat chested. All other details as above are the same, though.

Sometimes I imagine one of these girls just laying on the bed on her back, masked, masturbating with a vibrator until her stomach starts tightening and spasming and her back arches hard, moaning through the mask on her mouth and nose. A this point, she is also in either footed pajama pants or an unzipped, one-piece footed blanket sleeper.

It can be completely vanilla, like a girl and I having sex without any extra. Can also be my characters. I can't count how many times I've got off to my own characters making love with each other. When I'm interested in someone, I of course imagine her and I and I had some serious orgasms just thinking of the one I loved (then) and I doing the deed. The best thing was, I found her more cute than sexy (a petite Asian girl with a very rounded face, when I find more "chiseled" women hot usually), but the idea of making love with her was just filling me with so much emotion it supercharged everything and it was my only way to get really earthshattering orgasms with just a vibe. There was no fetishy imagining of her, just us. And it was the best. Just the best.

But if I want a quick release, or if I'm in the mood for that... it can be myself masturbating with an oxygen mask on, with a mirror above the bed. It can also be a beautiful woman wearing one and just breathing and looking at me in a very sensual way. But it can also be my various waifus from a gacha game I used to play. One of them, my favorite of all, would call me by my in-game name and put on the mask over her face, and I'd start asking her if she gets enough, do my adjustments... and sometimes she'd give it to me, or we'd wear one each and do things to each other... just moaning through the mask, hearing the hiss of the air coming in... One of them was in her underwear and just laying on a bed, as if giving herself to me, and with that mask on.

Sometimes it's about said character getting put to sleep, and I just watch...

I have several go to mental scenarios that are very effective:

- my wife being fucked by another man

- me having anal intercourse with another man - ideally I am the bottom and we are kissing too

- me having sex with a mature married woman who is also in a sexless marriage and is as frustrated as I am

- my wife making love with another woman

Me completely naked with feet on stirrups with a female urologist doing some invasive exams or genital surgery.

I have a verrrry naughty friend who I met 'round these parts who was kind enough to indulge me with some pictures of just his hands. That has been working out real well for me lately. (I also find him wildly attractive anyway so that certainly is a great added benefit...)

That aside - particularly in the medfet realm - it's usually a mental scenario of having my legs spread apart wide and the anticipation of being examined (by fingers or a speculum). Sometimes I actually play to tangibly feel the sensations, but (at least solo) the anticipation is far more effective than actually using the implements involved in the mental fantasy.

Mine is lesbians rimming each other.

A mental image I use for masturbating is inserting just the head of my cock into a woman's cunt. Just the head, no further.

Then I'd masturbate. For great masturbation I need a fingertip on my frenulum. I'd then jerk off while keeping the head of my cock inside the cunt. The need to thrust would be overwhelming but I'd keep under control and shoot a load inside.

I'd then remove my cock and watch my semen run out of the woman followed by sucking her cunt so I could taste both our mixed fluids.

A variation on this is for some other man doing this to my wife while I watched. Then I'd suck both their juices.

I close my eyes, empty my mind of thoughts, and picture a black void with the sounds of Hentai girls making out. Other times I fill the void with silent images of being captured and used by tentacle monsters as a breeder.

Other times I fill the void with dark things from my past, memories of the smells and sensations and emotions accompany the images of things that would make others go mad, turn me on. My way of living with PTSD?

Other times it's just the silent black void, and the sense of whatever else that is in there is masturbating with me.

Other times I bring a playmate in with us. It is all in the mind. Fortunately for them.

That level is the best one and the hardest to achieve.

Outside my head I watch Hentai particularly Saber fucking and squealing and imagine I am doing her with a strap on holding her hips and playing with her tits or the two of us grinding. I keep my eyes open. What I do to her in the dark place in my mind should be kept my dirty little secret.

People I know, past & present, some I’ve been intimate with, others I can only fantasize about.

The first one was a neighbor woman who lived on our block… nothing ever happened with her, mind you, except in my naughty little brain.

Have several mature models pictures I like to see - Bianca and/or Carmen. Both posed seductively while displaying their beautiful bodies. Small boobs with puffy nipples which are my favorites!

Being examined by the nurse at my Pediatricians office before the Dr arrives. Of course I'm totally naked at her mercy.

This one is quite easy. My beautiful 63 year old wife travels back to our previous home city for work about every other month. She stays with her best friend and best friend’s husband so they can be together since we moved away. Her best friend is ill and goes to bed early, leaving my wife and her husband together for the evening and overnight. Unbeknownst to me, this was an arrangement agreed to by the three of them without my knowledge.

My wife is very secretive about her sexuality, especially with me. On one occasion, I had to return there as well for a family emergency and was invited to stay at their home too. During that visit, it was brought to my attention that my wife and her BF’s husband were more than just friends. I witnessed my wife dressing in front of him after her morning shower, specifically stepping into her panties and then lowering her robe to put on her bra. It was a moment that made my heart skip multiple beats as I knew what it likely meant. For my wife to do that, it had to mean they’d been intimate. Heck, I live with her and she doesn’t dress in front of me. We haven’t slept together in 13 years. When we were finally alone that afternoon, I asked if there was anything she wanted to share with me that might affect our relationship, based on what I’d seen. Her reply was “nothing to share that was any of my business, and that it would impact our relationship only if I wanted it to.”

Since that day, knowing my wife has likely shared herself with him has caused me to see her so differently. I imagine them together. I imagine her doing things to him, with him, that she wouldn’t think of doing with me. I imagine her opening her legs for him, not just her body but also her soul. I can hear her see her as she trembles with unbridled passion. I so want what I can’t seem to have, and have no idea how it ended up like this.

I’ve been snooping in her underwear drawer lately to see if there is anything new or different, that might be indicative of her new found relationship. She normally has her daily panties stacked together but I’ve noticed others I haven’t seen before, off to the side. My wife has always wore plain beige and cream-colored panties (briefs), but there are now lacy pink panties off to the side. Several pair. Say what you want. Relationships lose their excitement but when you spend 35 years with someone (married for 31) and you think you know them, it sticks you where it hurts when you find out otherwise. But, the fact remains that my body betrays me. It tells me that I like what she is doing, I crave what she is doing when she goes away... that is, until I ejaculate. And she is more beautiful than she ever has been. To answer the OP’s question, my mental image for masturbating is imagining my wife when she is away from home with her male friend.

My go to is her male doctor examining her breast. He is our pcp and when she stopped going to the gynecologist, he offered to do the breast exam. He follows the same routine each time by feeling alongside her breast up to her armpit then opens the gown exposing one side and used his fingers to swipe from each side to the nipple. Her arms are over her head as she is lying on her back on the table. I get an excellent view of his hand feeling her breast and often think of that while masturbating.