I Just Love being Plugged!

My Delicious Addiction—for which I make no Apologies

Part of the idea of living plugged, for me, has always been to do a thing that feels sooo good all the time that to not do it is almost inconceivable. It's an addiction, just like people who become addicted to a substance (whether it's food, coffee, or something stronger). And I readily admit that having a butt plug in my ass is an addiction. But unlike an addiction to food or drugs, so far I have yet to find even a scintilla of physical harm in it. It's a sexual addiction, I suppose, like guys who masturbate several hours a day. When I was a teenager, I probably masturbated several times a day, too, although I don't think I ever got sores on my dick from doing so—that would be the true masturbation addict.

Also, being butt plugged leaves my hands free, and I can do it while wearing clothes, which means I can go about my daily routine at home or in public without being affected. Masturbating or being addicted to fucking is just not that hands free, and there's always the possibility that fucking all the time would begin to interfere with your work or your married or partnered life (if the person you're fucking is not your SO). Being butt plugged is not cheating on my husband. We can still have sheet ripping sex. My attraction to him has nothing to do with my butt plug, and it doesn't diminish my sex with him. In fact, it enhances it. Being butt plugged all the time, living plugged 24 hours a day, however, is not inconvenient, but it is kind of like being fucked all the time—only different. Sexual addiction becomes problematic for some people and they go to counseling to help them overcome it. But being butt plugged all the time has so far been without problems.

This is a recent addiction. I had used butt plugs a few years ago, as I have said in other posts on this blog, and even back then, I just wanted to have the plug up my butt all the time. But...there weren't glass and metal plugs back then, and for me, that's the key reason I can stay plugged. There is simply no discomfort, whatsoever, with the egg-shaped mass of glass in my ass and my sphincter being gently stretched open to about 3/4 inches. After almost nine months of using my butt plugs again, and after almost five months of 24-hour plugging, I can still hold an enema as I brush my teeth and get read to take a shower. In other words, I've suffered no loss of bowel control in the least.

I hope readers don't take offense or think I'm knocking other pleasurable addictions, or saying that living plugged is better than being addicted to masturbation. That's not my intent at all. I love visiting the masturbation blogs and watching guys gooning out on beating their meat. I think it's beautiful to watch. But of course some of my time is taken up with writing this blog and scouring the Internet for pics and vids, so if there is a downside to living plugged, it's the time I spend finding the companion pics and vids that go with each blog post. I also hope that women are not offended that this blog is dedicated to men butt plugging and getting all men to get in touch with their anal sensuality. Women are already in touch with their anal side of sexuality, and most women might be glad that there is a blog to try to entice men to get plugged as well; and I hope straight men are not offended that I don't include butt plugged women for their viewing pleasure.

Buttplugging is for older men, too.

Hands-free cum with electro plug and e-stim-2