Or Marc, maybe if you get her really excited and kind of guide her hand toward her clit and say' "it's ok honey, I want to watch you do this. I will enjoy it so much. Make her feel that you would welcome it." Once she does it an front of you and feels safe I'll bet it will conuinue. But get her really excited first without anything entering her vagina. Make sure she is really wanting it. Kathy

seems that us girls are brought up believing masturbation is "dirty", either told point blank or because it is a forbidden, taboo subject, off limits to talk about.... we get older and while we continue to to enjoy ourselves in private, we may still feel ashamed of ouselves...
for a gal to "shame" herself in front of her partner, for a gal to let her partner know .... its tough to get past the thoughts of shame we have had instilled in us.
also if you two havent been together very long perhaps it is too soon for her to be comfortable sharing that intimacy with you.
be patient, dont feel it is that this means anything against you and/or her feelings toward you, like if she cared for you she would do this. you seem to have great romps already. best just dont make any big fuss about her touching herself, if possible try and forget it ever came up. if she feels right about it, eventually it will become one of the pleasures you two can share.

I second that Wally. WOW.

I for one love to masturbate. My hubby is coming alone so beautifully. He comfided in me that when we first got sexually active he thought I was way out there because I masturbated.

Well didn't he? Yes but guys are allowed gals are not. What?

Shovanistic?

Goose and gander?

Is he in lala land?

21 years later he is enjoying our new venture very much 'and me too'. Kathy

wow

I'm reminded of a time when I was in a relationship with a girl in college who was a theater major.  She aspired to be an actress with a specialization in Shakespearean Tragedy. Such talent too.  

We were very sexually active in those times and sought the quality and variety of sexual experiences.  She also loved...reveled in costume.(even served as a costume clerk
and would bring garments home to prep or mend for upcoming productions)  For awhile she had even lived in England.  I was told of things she had seen there,  piquing my appetite to try it with her.

I couldn't get enough of her sexually and her with me.  After having sex one time I had gotten up visit the bathroom to pee.  The urge to masturbate overcame me and replay our last romp in my mind as I masturbated savoring it all over again.  As a guy, to masturbate to orgasm feels somewhat different than to have an orgasm while in an embrace with ones lover.  Also, as a guy....I masturbated a lot before being with the girls and missed that unique feeling I used to get from it.

Low and behold, she had sneaked in and caught me.  I didn't know what to say and the look of disappointment, suspicion, and betrayal shown thru her shocked face.  Why? was her only question.  I began to explain that she was sleeping and I didn't wish to bother her again for another cuddle'n'f***. My explanation mentioned I was thinking of how good it was..that I just wanted to cum again.  She reached out and took me by my stiff cock and led me to the bed for some intense pillow talk.  

It was made clear to me that I didn't have to masturbate as I had her and she wanted me everytime I wanted sex.  Still I explained I missed masturbating and came clean with her that when I was away from her I would sometimes do it as I thought of her.  

What would I do if she did that and cheated me out of sex, I was asked?  I evaded answering by asking her if she ever masturbated or even liked to.  She agreed she did but would rather be with me.  After all, she scoffed.  I told her that she had seen me masturbate for her when she gave me oral while on her knees in front of me, but I had never seen her do it.  This was an impasse.  She realized then she hadn't touched herself in front of me before.  What would you wish me to do for you, she asked?

I told her I would like to watch her thru the keyhole of the bathroom door where I could see her at her dressing bureau of her boudoir.  I want you to walk in and sit before the mirror and comb your hair, apply some lipstick, and begin to run your hands over your naked body as you began to touch yourself and cum. I suggested I would be her secret voyeur to tease and play to.

A frottage it is then, she announced in true theatrical style.

The notion all but obsessed her and she began to set up her room, adjust her lights bring in lamps from the other rooms just as a producer director of a one person prouction.  She was so theatrical she just couldn't resist performing.....but when showtime came, she walked in to the room in her French victorian gown and began to disrobe I was straining to see her thru the keyhole.  She made a sensual show for me of getting naked and when she sit before the mirror primping I began to get real turned on.  It looked so natural as if it wasn't being staged for me at all. Once she even walked to the door I was behind to hang a garment there leaving her wet P**** just on the other side of the keyhole before my straining senses.  

When she returned to her seat she threw a leg over the low seatback and began to fondle herself and make some moaning sounds.  A drawer was slowly pulled open and a vibe produced to insert into her sopping wet bushy pubes as she rubbed her clitoris with her other hand.  She was dynamite.  I wonderd if she wanked off like this when she was doing it for herself. Jeez my heart as pounding now and I was throbbing hard too when I realized I wasn't masturbating.  I was wasting this incredible chance cause I was so captivated by her !  Wow, she was so hot she was glowing radiant in the demure light.  I was now stroking, shaking, gasping, even drooling.  The way she would wank and pull the vibe out and wipe it to moisten and refresh the finger she touched to her clitoris....just seemed to beckon my lips to come and taste of her finger.   Why was I not tearing open the door and lunging to ravish her.  At that point I shot a load large enough.....if I had a paintbrush....I think I could have painted the whole door with it.  I gasp and shook feeling my cock pulsing from
the contractions, then collapsed on the floor breathing heavy while my cock ached from my orgasm.  Oooohh the power her feminine alure had on me.  Later she would confess she couldn't stop herself either being consumed with sensing my gaze caressing her every curve like a soft warm quilted comforter.

We embraced in the doorway looking deep into each others eyes with our foreheads pressed together while melting into a deep tongue kiss for who knows how long.

Climbing back into the bed we cuddled and fell asleep a couple more hours.  It was one of those rainy afternoons just made for sensual lovers.

From then on she would find ways to incorporate masturbation into our intimate moments prior to our intense
sexual indulgences, especially when doing oral.  It just took us up to another level somehow for giving each other pleasure.

eDJ

Hi Marc

Do you mean she refuses to touch herself at all, or just refuses to touch herself in front of you?
If she doesn’t masturbate at all then you could encourage her to do so. Maybe buy her a copy of “sex for one” by Betty Dodson.

If she does masturbate but doesn’t want to touch herself in front of you then you could encourage her to do it under the covers at first where you cannot directly see, she won’t feel so exposed, then build from there.