Better Late Than Never 3

I never had an orgasm.  While I enjoyed my husband being close to me — he’s strong and very male — we began having sex in the late 50s before the internet and easy access to sexual information.  It was a time when people didn’t talk about sex.  I had tried masturbation but apparently never gave it enough time to produce any results as a result of ignorance about the matter.  Again, there was no information.  Books on sex were considered by most to be dirty books that were for perverts.  My husband and I were 71 years old, he had a heart attack.  He had been experiencing erection problems.  Now, he not only had erection problems but couldn’t take Viagra for a while.  In desperation, he began looking at porn to try to get erections and to masturbate.  In the process, he looked at women masturbating with and without vibrators.  He bought a vibrator and tried to persuade me to let him use it on me.  He told me about how masturbation seemed to drive these girls up the wall.  I felt that the girls he was looking at were just acting.   I said, “I don’t want any machine giving me sex.”  He kept trying.  Finally, he said, “Just give me five minutes.”  I reluctantly agreed just to shut him up.  I thought it felt great.  In fact, it felt so good that, now, I was afraid that I would loose control and want it too much.  Skipping a lot of the interplay between my husband and me about this, we have come to the point that we are having “sex” with vibrators — now up to five of them — probably three times a week.  Occasionally, we skip three days; but sometimes we have two “sessions” in a single day.  Being retired, we are usually free when the urge presents itself.  I am at the point that I am considering keeping a vibrator in my bed stand and using it sometimes when I go to bed, usually before my husband, to relax and go to sleep.  I haven’t done that; but my husband is encouraging me to masturbate on my own, with or without his presence (although he would prefer me doing it in his presence.  He has even had some success in masturbating himself with the heaviest duty vibrator.  All-in-all, our love for each other has taken a quantum leap since discovering masturbation for me.  He, of course, has masturbated since he was 14 years old.  We’re making up for a lot of lost time for me, though.  I can’t think of anything bad about masturbation.  I only wish we had discovered this years ago.