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What a lewd avatar you have. Welcome back.

:kiss: Thanks!

My mind playing with me...knowing full well that what I want isn't anywhere close to happening. Somehow makes it even...more.

My hands tied at my waist...almost innocent looking. Loose with cord instead of rope but I know better than to be fooled by looks. On my back across the middle of the bed with my head hanging over the edge. You straddling my face shoving your cock down my throat and holding my head in your hand. Forcing me up to you...hard...insistant...unrelenting. Your thighs working so your cock batters my throat. I hear you laugh as I choke and cry until your cum sprays my throat and fills my mouth overflowing.

Moving off of me with the throw away instruction to "cum, whore"

so I cum.
 
So, I'm going to see my friend in a couple of days. Well, actually, she IS a friend, but she is also my favorite prostitute. I give her what she charmingly calls "grocery money", and she gives me a couple of happy, dark hours in her bed.

Anyhow, I've been really horny, and spending about all my free time looking at porn and playing with myself. But I haven't let myself cum. See, I have to save it up for her. Especially at these prices, a puny cum shot would be a real fizzle. I need to have LOTS of juice, for a BIG finish. I'm sure you all understand.

So, I get an email from said hooker today. Spending a few days with my family. Can't wait to get back to town. Dying to see you. Oh, by the way. I'm so looking forward to our time together, that I masturbated twice today, just thinking about you.

It's just the basic injustice of it all. Here I am, holding my fire, and my balls starting to ache, getting ready for her. And miss sex-for-sale is just having the best time, rubbing her clit raw to get ready for me.

Maybe she'll be back early!

(BTW, I don’t think this is ALL hooker bullshit. I think she’s really did Jill off twice today. Just, maybe she was not thinking exclusively about me when she did it.)
 
:kiss: Thanks!

My mind playing with me...knowing full well that what I want isn't anywhere close to happening. Somehow makes it even...more.

My hands tied at my waist...almost innocent looking. Loose with cord instead of rope but I know better than to be fooled by looks. On my back across the middle of the bed with my head hanging over the edge. You straddling my face shoving your cock down my throat and holding my head in your hand. Forcing me up to you...hard...insistant...unrelenting. Your thighs working so your cock batters my throat. I hear you laugh as I choke and cry until your cum sprays my throat and fills my mouth overflowing.

Moving off of me with the throw away instruction to "cum, whore"

so I cum.
Holy shit!
 
I ♥ thunderstorms...

They make me think of you. Maybe it's the sheer violence of them, but the fact that they are also necessary to cleanse and give some much needed sustenance to nature...

I had a thought.

You and I standing in a torrential downpour. It's summer so the rain is warm. We're in a forest, my back is leaning against a tree, fully dressed but soaked to the bone.

You're pinning one of my hands above my head and with the other, you're fingering my clit hard and I'm jerking you off at the same time. We're kissing. Hard.

We cum together, our juices flowing down our hands... mixing with the rainwater...

Fuck I'm wet... I think it took me about 2 minutes to cum after I started fingering my clit... ♥
 
Last night before I slept... and four times today, I have fantasized about him...

in the fantasy, I have gone to bed before him... and for once, am sleeping on my back, with the blankets only covering half of me, leaving my right side exposed...

he comes in, backlit by the hall light, and surveys the situation- my right leg bent, leaving space between my thighs for him... he crawls forward, careful to not wake me... and his hands slide over me- over my stomach, over my very sensitive nipples, which perk at his touch... slide up over my neck, and then dips his fingertips into my open mouth... coating them in my saliva... using his wet fingers to coat my lips... before sliding his fingers back down... leaning down and pressing his mouth to my wanting cunt...

my hips press up, yet I still sleep... and he goes to town... eating all my body will give him... before he cannot take it anymore... and then he crawls between my thighs, and parts my legs further, pressing his hard cock against my fuckhole... one long, strong push, and he is in me to the hilt...

he doesn't need more... all he needs is that initial penetration, and he shoots his load inside of me... and then gently climbs off the bed, walks down the hall, and turns off the light...
 
Last night before I slept... and four times today, I have fantasized about him...

in the fantasy, I have gone to bed before him... and for once, am sleeping on my back, with the blankets only covering half of me, leaving my right side exposed...

he comes in, backlit by the hall light, and surveys the situation- my right leg bent, leaving space between my thighs for him... he crawls forward, careful to not wake me... and his hands slide over me- over my stomach, over my very sensitive nipples, which perk at his touch... slide up over my neck, and then dips his fingertips into my open mouth... coating them in my saliva... using his wet fingers to coat my lips... before sliding his fingers back down... leaning down and pressing his mouth to my wanting cunt...

my hips press up, yet I still sleep... and he goes to town... eating all my body will give him... before he cannot take it anymore... and then he crawls between my thighs, and parts my legs further, pressing his hard cock against my fuckhole... one long, strong push, and he is in me to the hilt...

he doesn't need more... all he needs is that initial penetration, and he shoots his load inside of me... and then gently climbs off the bed, walks down the hall, and turns off the light...

Well i'm done for the night
I quietly whisper "thankyou" :D
 
It occurs to me that this would be more appropriately placed here...

You know how you have others on your mind when you masturbate?


You know how everyone usually has a fantasy in their mind while rubbing one out that usually includes another person?

Last night I just used myself...

I pictured me sitting naked in a corner chair, silently watching, no one else, except my own naked body lying on the bed, touching myself and feeling ashamed at how perverted and filthy the act was.

I used way more lube than I needed and more spit on my hands than necessary. I just couldn’t get enough of that wet feeling. I emptied the tube, just holding it over my clit. The way it dripped from the top of my cunt, over my lips and down the crack of my ass to my asshole. I spread it out, coating my pubic hair, and wiped it between my thighs. I wanted to be soaking and leave a giant wet spot under my ass on the bed sheets…

I watched in my mind’s eye, myself feeding myself my breast, sucking and biting that nipple. One hand rubbing my clit, the other index finger sliding in and out of my ass.

Watching my hips buck in rhythm with the empty tube next to my leg… I fucked myself in the cunt with a butt plug, fucked myself in the ass, then finally left it in completely.

Watching my clit go from pink and hidden to engorged and purplish red. My pussy lips swollen, telling myself what a dirty bitch I was. I reached for my favorite toy and slid it in as deep as I could and fucked myself slowly and then faster, using three fingers to rub my clit, the slurping pussy jiuce sounds, until I came.

And then I just laid there, sticky sheets, still wet and spent, not bothering to clean myself up…

It was all about me.
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It occurs to me that this would be more appropriately placed here...

You know how you have others on your mind when you masturbate?


You know how everyone usually has a fantasy in their mind while rubbing one out that usually includes another person?

Last night I just used myself...

I pictured me sitting naked in a corner chair, silently watching, no one else, except my own naked body lying on the bed, touching myself and feeling ashamed at how perverted and filthy the act was.

I used way more lube than I needed and more spit on my hands than necessary. I just couldn’t get enough of that wet feeling. I emptied the tube, just holding it over my clit. The way it dripped from the top of my cunt, over my lips and down the crack of my ass to my asshole. I spread it out, coating my pubic hair, and wiped it between my thighs. I wanted to be soaking and leave a giant wet spot under my ass on the bed sheets…

I watched in my mind’s eye, myself feeding myself my breast, sucking and biting that nipple. One hand rubbing my clit, the other index finger sliding in and out of my ass.

Watching my hips buck in rhythm with the empty tube next to my leg… I fucked myself in the cunt with a butt plug, fucked myself in the ass, then finally left it in completely.

Watching my clit go from pink and hidden to engorged and purplish red. My pussy lips swollen, telling myself what a dirty bitch I was. I reached for my favorite toy and slid it in as deep as I could and fucked myself slowly and then faster, using three fingers to rub my clit, the slurping pussy jiuce sounds, until I came.

And then I just laid there, sticky sheets, still wet and spent, not bothering to clean myself up…

It was all about me.
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Holy hell. So hot.
 
Last night before I slept... and four times today, I have fantasized about him...

in the fantasy, I have gone to bed before him... and for once, am sleeping on my back, with the blankets only covering half of me, leaving my right side exposed...

he comes in, backlit by the hall light, and surveys the situation- my right leg bent, leaving space between my thighs for him... he crawls forward, careful to not wake me... and his hands slide over me- over my stomach, over my very sensitive nipples, which perk at his touch... slide up over my neck, and then dips his fingertips into my open mouth... coating them in my saliva... using his wet fingers to coat my lips... before sliding his fingers back down... leaning down and pressing his mouth to my wanting cunt...

my hips press up, yet I still sleep... and he goes to town... eating all my body will give him... before he cannot take it anymore... and then he crawls between my thighs, and parts my legs further, pressing his hard cock against my fuckhole... one long, strong push, and he is in me to the hilt...

he doesn't need more... all he needs is that initial penetration, and he shoots his load inside of me... and then gently climbs off the bed, walks down the hall, and turns off the light...
NICE!

It occurs to me that this would be more appropriately placed here...

You know how you have others on your mind when you masturbate?


You know how everyone usually has a fantasy in their mind while rubbing one out that usually includes another person?

Last night I just used myself...

I pictured me sitting naked in a corner chair, silently watching, no one else, except my own naked body lying on the bed, touching myself and feeling ashamed at how perverted and filthy the act was.

I used way more lube than I needed and more spit on my hands than necessary. I just couldn’t get enough of that wet feeling. I emptied the tube, just holding it over my clit. The way it dripped from the top of my cunt, over my lips and down the crack of my ass to my asshole. I spread it out, coating my pubic hair, and wiped it between my thighs. I wanted to be soaking and leave a giant wet spot under my ass on the bed sheets…

I watched in my mind’s eye, myself feeding myself my breast, sucking and biting that nipple. One hand rubbing my clit, the other index finger sliding in and out of my ass.

Watching my hips buck in rhythm with the empty tube next to my leg… I fucked myself in the cunt with a butt plug, fucked myself in the ass, then finally left it in completely.

Watching my clit go from pink and hidden to engorged and purplish red. My pussy lips swollen, telling myself what a dirty bitch I was. I reached for my favorite toy and slid it in as deep as I could and fucked myself slowly and then faster, using three fingers to rub my clit, the slurping pussy jiuce sounds, until I came.

And then I just laid there, sticky sheets, still wet and spent, not bothering to clean myself up…

It was all about me.
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You are so wonderfully unique and hawt!
 
I have a new 'job'. I don't get paid for it as such but I do get regular shipments of erotica. I write reviews for ERWA. Anyhow, the latest books arrived last week, but I refused to read any until I'd written the reviews I needed to do first. So yesterday, after writing everything I needed to write I cracked open a lovely anthology called 'Spanked'

I'm a bit of a switch myself, so the swapping from sub points of view to dom points of view suited me and it only took a few of these shorts to get me hot, wet and needing more. I leisurely stroked, the book in one hand, my cunt in the other but nothing quite got me to the point of no return. So I took the end of one story and worked myself and HIM into the fantasy.

He had spanked me, good and hard, flipped me over and was asking me to beg for what I wanted.
'Fuck me.' I whispered (the house was empty, I was alone) he taunted me, rubbing his hard cock up and down between my lips,
'Pardon.'
'Fuck me, please.' I said louder, gasping, 'please ___, fuck me.'
He slammed inside me with a smirk.
'What do you want?' he whispered into my ear as he pounded into me.
'Your cum in my cunt.' I moaned
'Okay,' he replied 'come for me.'
And I did, imagining him exploding inside me at the same time.

Phew.
 
Mission Accomplished

Ok, so I was all concerned about not being able to make myself cum without outside stimulus like a book or video. I was thinking I should be able to masturbate with the fantasies in my head. I fantasize all the time, and it's usually of a sexual nature, even if it's just fragments.

When I'm driving to a job, sitting in traffic I think about a cop pulling me over and reaching his gloved hand in to grab a tan thigh; when I'm riding my bike I lust after the calves of the cyclists whizzing by me and wonder if they get hot looking at my ass spilling out of its confines on the bike seat; when I'm in court I muse about getting reprimanded by the judge and called to his chambers for correction. Theoretically, I have a lot of fantasies to choose from, but I always get distracted when reaching for that orgasm.

Yesterday I went to a sex shop - drove a while to one next to a big strip joint that's well-lit and seemingly catered to women. When I went in it was me and three dudes, but I was dressed professionally and went in with a no-nonsense attitude. I spent a good half-hour perusing the vibrators and dildoes, picking one out, only to put it back in favor of another. I'm a very picky shopper and I shopped for that thing like if it was palm pilot. I ended up picking out a few things and when I went to pay for them, there was a lady at the register along with the dude I'd first seen there, and she rang me up.

I got a phone call from a business collegue while there and I answered smartly... "This is_____," while she rang up my selection of things I was going to shove in my cunt. She didn't test them out, so I had to ask her to, telling her I realized there must be a no-return policy, so if she could show me they worked before I left, just in case, I'd appreciate it.

I got home later that afternoon and decided to try one out. It had been at least 10 years since I used a vibrator. When I was in my early 20s, I'd bought a couple, at my best friend's recommendation, but found they were more trouble than they were worth. My fingers yielded better results with no clean-up, but it was time to try again.

I picked this pink monstrosity that has four buttons that set different parts of it's ribbed, jelly casing a-buzz. It looks like some kind of sea-creature with miniture tenticles and grooves that glows as it navigates the dark depths of the ocean.

I lay in bed naked and tested out all the buttons, holding it against my stomach. Eh, didn't seem like much and wasn't very sexy, just funny looking. I figured I'd paid a lot for it, so it better fucking work. I pressed it against the opening of my cunt, which was tight and brooked no entrance, and turned it on as I tried to shove it in. I could feel the tip of my pink sea monster rotating, but my pussy wouldn't give - I hadn't read anything, my pussy wasn't wet and I hadn't even thought of sex, I was so busy considering the ramifications of my new apparatus. It took about fifteen seconds of this before I couldn't consider anything else and my legs started shaking, naturally falling back against my chest, my hand shoving harder and my pussy contracting against the tip of the invador. I came pretty good, without thinking about a fantasy or anything else. Just a physical cum. It was weird.

I felt a little cheated, so I set down the thing and picked up a book and proceeded to read about Penny and her girlfriend Amber going to a party to get spanked by dirty old men. I made myself cum once with my fingers and another couple times with the pink monstrosity. I feel a great sense of accomplishment, even though technically, a vibrating sea monster counts as outside stimulus.
 
I lay in bed naked and tested out all the buttons, holding it against my stomach. Eh, didn't seem like much and wasn't very sexy, just funny looking. I figured I'd paid a lot for it, so it better fucking work. I pressed it against the opening of my cunt, which was tight and brooked no entrance, and turned it on as I tried to shove it in. I could feel the tip of my pink sea monster rotating, but my pussy wouldn't give - I hadn't read anything, my pussy wasn't wet and I hadn't even thought of sex, I was so busy considering the ramifications of my new apparatus. It took about fifteen seconds of this before I couldn't consider anything else and my legs started shaking, naturally falling back against my chest, my hand shoving harder and my pussy contracting against the tip of the invador. I came pretty good, without thinking about a fantasy or anything else. Just a physical cum. It was weird.

"...I was so busy considering the ramifications of my new apparatus..."


I wish I'd said that! I love laughing while I read a jack. Good shit.
 
So, I'm going to see my friend in a couple of days. Well, actually, she IS a friend, but she is also my favorite prostitute. I give her what she charmingly calls "grocery money", and she gives me a couple of happy, dark hours in her bed.

Anyhow, I've been really horny, and spending about all my free time looking at porn and playing with myself. But I haven't let myself cum. See, I have to save it up for her. Especially at these prices, a puny cum shot would be a real fizzle. I need to have LOTS of juice, for a BIG finish. I'm sure you all understand.

So, I get an email from said hooker today. Spending a few days with my family. Can't wait to get back to town. Dying to see you. Oh, by the way. I'm so looking forward to our time together, that I masturbated twice today, just thinking about you.

It's just the basic injustice of it all. Here I am, holding my fire, and my balls starting to ache, getting ready for her. And miss sex-for-sale is just having the best time, rubbing her clit raw to get ready for me.

Maybe she'll be back early!

(BTW, I don’t think this is ALL hooker bullshit. I think she’s really did Jill off twice today. Just, maybe she was not thinking exclusively about me when she did it.)

This is quite pervy; the idea of saving up seed in order to get your money's worth. I like a man who flat-out admits that he pays for sex: you don't see that too much on this board.

Hope to see more of you in here, guy.
 
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