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I wish I could take snapshots of some of the things I see and pass them along to all of you.

I was waiting to get on the light rail while a girl hung her bike up on the rack. She didn't look exactly homeless, but there was something a bit borderline about her. As she hefted her bike her pants started to slip down. She had those really narrow boy-hips, but the cheeks of her ass looked rock-hard, like a dancer's with that perfect wide cleavage between them that you don't often see. I didn't even realize I was staring until she hitched up her pants and then all I could think was that a few of the pervs here would've appreciated the show.
 
bridgeburner said:
I wish I could take snapshots of some of the things I see and pass them along to all of you.

I was waiting to get on the light rail while a girl hung her bike up on the rack. She didn't look exactly homeless, but there was something a bit borderline about her. As she hefted her bike her pants started to slip down. She had those really narrow boy-hips, but the cheeks of her ass looked rock-hard, like a dancer's with that perfect wide cleavage between them that you don't often see. I didn't even realize I was staring until she hitched up her pants and then all I could think was that a few of the pervs here would've appreciated the show.
:) ...did you just say SOME of the pervs here?....come on peoples be honest, who would have looked the other way... :devil:
 
bridgeburner said:
I wish I could take snapshots of some of the things I see and pass them along to all of you.

I was waiting to get on the light rail while a girl hung her bike up on the rack. She didn't look exactly homeless, but there was something a bit borderline about her. As she hefted her bike her pants started to slip down. She had those really narrow boy-hips, but the cheeks of her ass looked rock-hard, like a dancer's with that perfect wide cleavage between them that you don't often see. I didn't even realize I was staring until she hitched up her pants and then all I could think was that a few of the pervs here would've appreciated the show.
Heh. You see with the eye of rape my friend.

There's something about the combination of boyish and feminine that affects me. Nothing like an ass that, from the front, would appear to be minimal yet from the side sticks out.

I also wish I had a cam for an eye (this wish may be granted by technology a bit sooner than we realise-a bit too soon, maybe).

This cam would show what happened to me the other day, when I was following an ass just like the one you describe. I'm used to locking on to an ass and following it through crowds, up hill and down dale. I am an incorrigible assman. This time, I was on crutches, though. Nothing loath, I followed this Brazilian girl down 3 flights of elevated-train stairs, at high speed, my right eye diametrically fixed upon her left ass cheek, crutching 4 steps at a time to keep up. I finally almost lost it about 20 steps from the street; but whoever was on duty that day must have had a soft spot for lusty men. It wouldn't have taken the weight of a paperclip to overbalance me.

I went home feeling chastened. Yet the gods of lust were fickle that day. Later, in the quiet pilates studio of the gym where I was doing my stretches, they sent me a chunky, shaply Latina in a skintight pink body stocking, jumping rope. I sat there about 10 minutes openly staring at her huge tits bouncing up and down. It's not something I ever look for, but I began to appreciate the obsessions of the nineteen fifties. No-one cares about tits any more. It's our loss, really.

I jacked three x yesterday.
 
rosco rathbone said:
Mech, if you haven't seen Caveh Zahedi's I Am A Sex Addict , netflix it.
It was a fascinating movie. Though I wouldn't call him a sex addict. He just had a prostitute fetish and was a dick who would visit them when his gf/wife was mad at him.

Still, interesting storytelling. I'm a sucker for the Family Guy-style let's actually act out every flashback instead of narrating stuff.

What's amazing is that this mild mannered ugly ass dude is able to marry all these nice looking women. Maybe he's really funny or something off-camera.

All in all, pretty good.

Best line:

Caveh: Get down on your knees.
Obvious tranny whore: I'm not getting down on my fucking knees. There's broken glass.
Caveh: Oh. Sorry.
 
rosco rathbone said:
There's something about the combination of boyish and feminine that affects me. Nothing like an ass that, from the front, would appear to be minimal yet from the side sticks out.
You are mistaken. Ass that doesn't stick out on the sides but sticks out behind tends to be a teardrop booty or, if the top is curved, an apple booty.

No-one cares about tits any more. It's our loss, really.
The great depressing reality of life in America is that most men here (everywhere?) are tit men. It's why girls will get topless in movies but rarely show vadge (closed only) and never asshole. Perhaps this new rage with thongs will cure this.

Jacked a couple times today, because I can. And because somebody needs to take care of this and there is a shortage of volunteers. Damn the waiting period! What is this, junior high?
 
I care about tits. I've got a serious tit obsession. I like to look at ass but I don't crave ass. Female ass, that is. Tits, now, I could probably spend some serious time with a pair of tits.

Caught part of a marathon today as I was biking about doing my Sunday morning errands. Stopped just to watch all the bodies run by. I was struck by how little most of the female bodies appealed to me. Runners have very little fat so consequently there wasn't much tit or ass to be ogled. Some damn fine masculine thighs, however.

And then there came this woman who was clearly performing a public service in that she refused to cover up her magnificent rack with baggy runner's clothing. She must've had a serious foundation garment built into her camisole body-stocking because she didn't jiggle in the least, but she did sort of....I don't know, bound? undulate? ...something. She had lovely broad shoulders and gorgeous arms but not muscle-y, just very firm. She was big like Kathleen Turner is big --- not in the least bit fat or even hefty, but sort of Amazonian or something. Anyway, it was the finest pair of tits I saw all day.
 
MechaBlade said:
It was a fascinating movie. Though I wouldn't call him a sex addict. He just had a prostitute fetish and was a dick who would visit them when his gf/wife was mad at him.

Still, interesting storytelling. I'm a sucker for the Family Guy-style let's actually act out every flashback instead of narrating stuff.

What's amazing is that this mild mannered ugly ass dude is able to marry all these nice looking women. Maybe he's really funny or something off-camera.

All in all, pretty good.

Best line:

Caveh: Get down on your knees.
Obvious tranny whore: I'm not getting down on my fucking knees. There's broken glass.
Caveh: Oh. Sorry.

I saw him speak at a screening. His actual vibe is very high-powered, ironical, rising young indie filmmaker.

Hahah great ass site. I am changing my av in honor of it.
 
So good to see you, Lux.

I saw a chick on the train today that could have been your sister, except that she was talking about "Fergie" and I don't see a sister of yours being uncool enough to do that.
 
rosco rathbone said:
So good to see you, Lux.

I saw a chick on the train today that could have been your sister, except that she was talking about "Fergie" and I don't see a sister of yours being uncool enough to do that.
Hey... my next jack was going to be about Fergie and how she sucked my dick for meth money.
 
rosco rathbone said:
So good to see you, Lux.

I saw a chick on the train today that could have been your sister, except that she was talking about "Fergie" and I don't see a sister of yours being uncool enough to do that.
hi rosco :heart:
so good to be seen.

my 8 y.o. sister loves her, but that is forgiveable.
did you oogle her??
 
Does she do that song "under my um brella ella ella ella, ey, ey, ey, ey".

That's the first catchy R&B hit I've heard in a long , long time. It sounds like timberland doing the cocto twins.
 
It's weird, recently, but the hottest.thing.ever. is that juxtaposition of masculine and feminine with her wearing a big, hard, strap-on cock. For some reason, it is just orgasmic every time to think of someone with huge, slutty tits, a pretty, feminine face, all those wonderful girl curves, and then a cock that can be used to punish my dirty, whorey holes. A beautiful girl, fucking me just like a man, confuses my head in an erotic way. I don't feel like I can even properly explain it.
 
laying on the bed with my head hanging over the edge. naked, turned on, you standing over me, watching me.
and you kneel behind my head, kiss my mouth, then lay your cock across mt lips.
i start to kiss it, lick it, running my tongue from balls to tip, taking you into my mouth, sucking, licking.
i spread my legs wide and start to touch myself. pushing fingers inside, rubbing my clit, feeling your eyes on my cunt as you slowly start to fuck my mouth.
my moans and whimpers muffled around your cock, getting off on you watching me cum for you, getting off on you enjoying my mouth.

i've never done that before...i want to.
 
laying on the bed with my head hanging over the edge. naked, turned on, you standing over me, watching me.
and you kneel behind my head, kiss my mouth, then lay your cock across mt lips.
i start to kiss it, lick it, running my tongue from balls to tip, taking you into my mouth, sucking, licking.
i spread my legs wide and start to touch myself. pushing fingers inside, rubbing my clit, feeling your eyes on my cunt as you slowly start to fuck my mouth.
my moans and whimpers muffled around your cock, getting off on you watching me cum for you, getting off on you enjoying my mouth.

i've never done that before...i want to.

holy shit !!
 
laying on the bed with my head hanging over the edge. naked, turned on, you standing over me, watching me.
and you kneel behind my head, kiss my mouth, then lay your cock across mt lips.
i start to kiss it, lick it, running my tongue from balls to tip, taking you into my mouth, sucking, licking.
i spread my legs wide and start to touch myself. pushing fingers inside, rubbing my clit, feeling your eyes on my cunt as you slowly start to fuck my mouth.
my moans and whimpers muffled around your cock, getting off on you watching me cum for you, getting off on you enjoying my mouth.

i've never done that before...i want to.

one of my all time favorite positions.
 
invisible force field

You're blindfolded. Tied to the bed by your wrists and ankles. Naked. Exposed to my gaze. To my hunger.

Starting at your feet. Feel my breath, inches away from your flesh. Studying you, every minute detail of you, with my eyes, with my nose. Sniffing at you like an animal. Predator. Prey. Hot breath. Hungry appraising gaze. Memorizing every inch of you. Trying to keep my breath steady, but growing more ragged. Exhale. Inhale. Breathing you in. Heady scent of you. Your body. Such beautiful legs. Sculped calves. Silky thighs. As I slowly travel higher, inch by excruciating inch, the scent of your arousal pierces to the core of me. Your nectar threatens to snap my tenuous control. Feel my hot breath as I travel up those thighs, approaching the source of that nectar. Inches away. Trembling. Aching. So close. Pink. Wet. Soft. Swelling. Inviting. Your scent makes me ache. Hot ragged breaths, making you grow wetter. For me. All for me. Your hips lift. Involuntary. Soft cries. Pleading. So wet. For me. My tongue darts, almost tasting. Almost breaking. Almost...

No! With a low growl, almost a gasp, I regain control. Hot shaky breaths, panting now, moving up your stomach. Eyes drinking you in. Exquisite flesh. The soft indentation of your navel, studded with titanium, the only ornamentation on your perfectly naked flesh. Longing to kiss. Resisting. Higher. The full swell of your breasts. Taut nipples. So swollen. Inviting. So close. So easy to just lick. Just suck. Give in to your exhortations. Give in to my hunger. Just take a nipple into my mouth. So easy. It's right there. Perfect. Dark. Jutting. Hot breath bathing it. Tongue reaching for it...

No! Trembling now, almost out of my mind. Breath hotter. Faster. Strangled sounds, half whimper, half snarl. The little hollow at the base of your throat, beckoning my tongue. Those nibbleable collarbones. Those shoulders. That graceful neck. Inches away. Inviting my lips. My teeth. Just give in. Just sink my teeth into that flesh. Just nibble. Just bite. It's right there...

No! Moving higher. You can clearly hear the struggle inside me now. Hear my hunger in each gasp. So close to breaking. Traveling up the underside of your jaw. Your chin. Those perfect, luscious lips. Kissable lips. Biteable lips. Pleading lips.

Yes. Releasing a growl that makes my whole body hum, my mouth finally descends.

Yes.

Yes.
 
laying on his bed, the toy he gave me for xmas being put to use, thrusting, whimpering.
aware of the camera flashing through my closed eyelids.
getting off on him watching me.
 
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