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Anyone still buy porn magazines?
Nah, I have 6 or 7 from 35 or 40 years ago. I should rub one out. I used to like holding the magazine so the bottom of the pages scraped my nipple and then stroke with the other.
A dirty old dog!
I've not bought them for years but I might start again
60 yr old bisexual pervert and masturbator, love all types of porn and love long popper fuelled wanking sessions. discovered the joys of cock sucking in my teens and loved the thrill of hanging around toilets to find sperm donors
I haven't bought a porn mag in years, although in pre- computer, pre-VCR days, I bought a lot of magazines and paperback sex books. I still have some of my old teenage porn that I've shot off to a lot.
Sometimes. I like the thrill of buying it a shop where the lady at the counter just knows that within 20mins or so i will be masturbating, big turn on
I still remember the excitement of buying a new magazine (and the disappointment of the reality afterwards).
Been many years, the www and smartphones fill the void!.
Younger wankers will never know the stomach-churning thrill of ducking through those ribbon curtains and trying to choose a magazine, especially when they were sealed and you didn't really know what you were getting. The cellophane wrapper with those red stickers over the naughty bits so you had to buy it before tearing it open, the trip home with your helmet sticking over your waistband (I was younger then), then selecting the scene for the action... A chair in front of your laptop and instant porn access just doesn't have the same thrilling build-up.
Not in many years. On the computer I can jump from "Japanese uncensored" to "mature missionary" to "Russian teens" to "artistic nude" etc.
I have surrendered my fly to the internet!
I have surrendered my fly to the internet!
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The thing is, even though the porn was objectively garbage (even in contemporary terms), it was also a form of adrenaline and anticipation I would kill to experience again.
Stoker6 said:
Younger wankers will never know the stomach-churning thrill of ducking through those ribbon curtains and trying to choose a magazine, especially when they were sealed and you didn't really know what you were getting. The cellophane wrapper with those red stickers over the naughty bits so you had to buy it before tearing it open, the trip home with your helmet sticking over your waistband (I was younger then), then selecting the scene for the action... A chair in front of your laptop and instant porn access just doesn't have the same thrilling build-up.
Younger wankers will never know the stomach-churning thrill of ducking through those ribbon curtains and trying to choose a magazine, especially when they were sealed and you didn't really know what you were getting. The cellophane wrapper with those red stickers over the naughty bits so you had to buy it before tearing it open, the trip home with your helmet sticking over your waistband (I was younger then), then selecting the scene for the action... A chair in front of your laptop and instant porn access just doesn't have the same thrilling build-up.
Stoker6 said:
Younger wankers will never know the stomach-churning thrill of ducking through those ribbon curtains and trying to choose a magazine, especially when they were sealed and you didn't really know what you were getting. The cellophane wrapper with those red stickers over the naughty bits so you had to buy it before tearing it open, the trip home with your helmet sticking over your waistband (I was younger then), then selecting the scene for the action... A chair in front of your laptop and instant porn access just doesn't have the same thrilling build-up.
Younger wankers will never know the stomach-churning thrill of ducking through those ribbon curtains and trying to choose a magazine, especially when they were sealed and you didn't really know what you were getting. The cellophane wrapper with those red stickers over the naughty bits so you had to buy it before tearing it open, the trip home with your helmet sticking over your waistband (I was younger then), then selecting the scene for the action... A chair in front of your laptop and instant porn access just doesn't have the same thrilling build-up.
Very much agree. As much as I love the sheer amount and variety of porn available on the internet today, I miss porn stores for this very reason. Every time I went to go buy a new issue of my favorite mags, the raunchiness and naughtiness of the whole endeavor really heightened things for me.
I still have a sizeable collection of mags and they still have a solid place in my goon time. I like to spread them out all around the room in my goon cave, even tape some centerfolds up on the walls wherever I can. The display intensifies things the way a couple of video screens can't.
Posted on 2021-07-19 09:42 AM. Last edited by bilko on 2021-07-19 09:43 AM. (1 edits total)
I also loved the trill of buying the magazine. I would get so nervous entering the shop knowing my sole purpose was to purchase a wank mag. Best time was Saturdays when schoolgirls would work behind the counter of my local spar shop. I would time my arrival at the till so one of them would serve me. When home would masturbate over the girl who served me as much as the nude girls in the mag.!!!
Chronic masturbator, with over 40,000 lifetime wanks under my belt. Just love to masturbate over rebecca ritters, emma watson, martina hingis, paula ann bland, simone hyams,brooke satchwell, tempany deckert.
Gosh no, haven't bought any porn 'zines in eons. In fact many of the magazine stands have closed long ago as well. We had a huge stand that was open 24/7 with an entire section of porn magazines. Which was usually always filled with guys browsing and they often had a 15 minutes time limit.
But I used to that's for sure, and yes the thrill of going to the magazine stand to buy the latest edition of Penthouse Letters. And the excitement of knowing what I'd be doing soon as I got home. Glancing over the pages at stoplights on the drive home. And then heading to the bathroom as soon as I stepped inside.
But I used to that's for sure, and yes the thrill of going to the magazine stand to buy the latest edition of Penthouse Letters. And the excitement of knowing what I'd be doing soon as I got home. Glancing over the pages at stoplights on the drive home. And then heading to the bathroom as soon as I stepped inside.
its just sex
Not any more, but like others, loved the thrill and anticipation of buying a top-shelf girlie mag at the newsagent!
Porn was censored here in the Uk so it was centrefolds and readers wives who drove my wanking fantasies. The thrill of taking Escort and Readers Wives off the shelf and taking them to the counter to buy, cock bursting in my pants, looking the lady behind the counter in the eyes - knowing she knew I would be masturbating over them furiously later and shooting ropes of hot cum across tits and pussies. Those were the days! lol
Porn was censored here in the Uk so it was centrefolds and readers wives who drove my wanking fantasies. The thrill of taking Escort and Readers Wives off the shelf and taking them to the counter to buy, cock bursting in my pants, looking the lady behind the counter in the eyes - knowing she knew I would be masturbating over them furiously later and shooting ropes of hot cum across tits and pussies. Those were the days! lol
Used to buy magazines all the time .I would go every couple of weeks on a Sunday morning when I knew there were 2 you women in the newsagents.I would take them off the shelf and sometimes have a quick flick through.them.I would be rock hard with a very obvious erection going to the till.One time I saw them looking at it and they.both burst out laughing! Had about 500 mags at one point.still got about 40 now but have recently started buying some pre owned on ebay.Like to see any signs of cum on them.
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