Jacking-Off Log

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a side note:

received new vibe.

test drove it this night, twice in the last twenty minutes. with the new dildo.
Standard inside, outside positioning.

Outstandingly divine, ass off the bed, dildo clenched in myself, OOOO.

My goodness, i think I am alive again.

Just wanted to see if I still worked.

Yes, I still do, quite nicely.


*bows* and goes to sleep.
 
I'm back to jacking to cure the common cold. I'm convinced it can work.

This is tough for me to experiment with because for about three years I didn't even get a cold, but I've recently broken my long healthy streak. I was seriously pissed off a couple of weeks ago when I finally came down with the bug that I had been successfully eluding for about a month while everyone else around me snotted and wheezed. I blame it on a night of serious alcohol indulgence which is extremely rare for me. The body just gave me a big "fuck you" and I woke up with the cold. I was only sick for about two days, though and I'm convinced that it's because I was jacking like mad.

Today I started to get that scratchy throat hollow sinus feeling and I promptly went to bed to rub one out. I feel that it's lost its grip on me and been subdued by orgone induced endorphins. I intend to make sure of its retreat by scoring another O shortly.

I shall report tomorrow on the state of my health.
 
Time: this afternoon

Location: my bed

Implements: my fingers and a good imagination

Had a very effective fantasy about being forced to suck someone off, complete with hairpulling and name-calling. I had a nice little orgasm right away and then built up to a really strong one that had me crying out and drawing my legs up high.
 
thisgirl said:
Time: this afternoon

Location: my bed

Implements: my fingers and a good imagination

Had a very effective fantasy about being forced to suck someone off, complete with hairpulling and name-calling. I had a nice little orgasm right away and then built up to a really strong one that had me crying out and drawing my legs up high.

Nice.
 
Darla_Darling said:
Time: approximately twenty minutes ago

Location: in the bath

Fantasy: My recurring sole erotic imagining for the past few weeks has been a fairly ordinary vanilla sexual fantasy about the actor Milo Ventimiglia. It is interesting to note that in this particular fantasy I imagine myself: not a thinner, more famous version of myself. He is fucking me in the missionary position, with his curtain of black hair falling in my face. I have an intense fascination with his hair. Sometimes I am on top as he fondles my breasts. This is enough to get me off with no further elaborations.

Props: 1) Mum Dry roll-on anti-perspirant bottle. It is absolutely the perfect size and shape. I have three vibrators, but none of them have worked so well as this. I am almost certain that the manufacturers knew that women would be using it as a masturbatory aid. If you refer to the picture below, I'm sure you will agree with me.

2) Bathtub faucet.

Method: Unfortunately, my bath is very old-fashioned and features both a hot and a cold tap, instead of a mixer. This means that when I use the faucet to masturbate, I have to use the cold water. This is acceptable in the summertime only, as in the winter the water is far too cold to bear. At the moment, we are in the midst of a searingly hot Australian subtropical summer.

I like to fill the bath with about 5 or 6 inches of steamingly hot water, as warm as I can stand. Then I turn off the hot tap, but leave the cold tap running. I use the deoderant bottle as a dildo. I contract and release my vaginal muscles to move the bottle in and out, as the rounded plastic bottom edge grinds against my g-spot. At the same time, I spread my legs and let the rapidly rushing cold water rush against my clitoris, as I hold my vulva open with both hands. It usually takes me a couple of minutes to reach orgasm. I usually repeat the process at least twice.

Today, I climaxed three times. The first time was a fairly ordinary orgasm, which was over a little too quickly. The second time, I barely peaked at all and was disappointed when it was over. The third time was quite spectacular fortunately, and I felt weak afterwards. Now I am quite relaxed, as I am still buzzing off the endorphin rush.

Ratings:

Orgasm 1: 5 (average)
Orgasm 2: 3 (more of a whimper than a bang)
Orgasm 3: 8 (a good effort)

http://www.pharmacyonline.com.au/images/628042.jpg

A good job... Congrats. Would be perfect if the bottle pic was replaced by a pic of you with the bottle inside... :D :rose:
 
I had a nice, cruel jack.
Full comfort in it.
He comes home angry and frustrated from work.
Asking why I called him, he was busy, I should know that.
Lights flipped on, animals scared out of bed once asleep.
Covers ripped down.
Panties ripped off, grabbed up by the hair.
Angry I was not "ready" for when he got home.
Shoving fingers inside, spreading fully open, no thought of starting slow if there was any resistance.
Face slapped, ass pushed in the air for some steady lashings.
Crying silently into the pillow except for the squeal to each strike that comes down on me.
Checking to see if I am wet like a whore, he begins to stab into me, fucking hard and steady.
Taking what he needs to relax.
Called horrible names as my insides are bruised.
Would show as evidence of assualt if just simply medically examined.
Instead to me shown as a sign of Dad's caring.

yeah...
 
hot, luxey!


3 medicinal jacks since last I checked in. Seem to be doing the trick. I have no intention of stopping until I feel no trace of the cold.
 
ForeverNAlways said:
I'm totally rooting for you! You'll set the medical field on their ear. Wouldn't surprise me in the least if jacks ended up being the one and only real cure for the common cold.

ok. I always log the successful jacks - I don't think I've ever logged an unsuccessful one, and that's not to say that they don't happen. So, in the interest of being more open about All jacks and not selective here's one from tonight.

Climbed in the bath after work, an early bath. Shaved my legs and relaxed, not really intending to jack at all. As I relaxed I began replaying in my head various fantasies of someone, flashes of different scenes, scenarios, and situations. I let the water out of the tub, and slid down under the faucet instead of standing and using the showerhead. I like the feeling of my ass pressed to the side of the tub, and the sight of my legs stretched straight up the wall and spread. The position is a turn on, both in sensation and visually to me.

I pictured him above me, beside the tub, legs braced - fist wrapped around his cock. He was jacking above me as I slid under the water, encouraging me, telling me to widen my legs and let him see. Just the motion of widening my legs is a sensation all it's own, and I was getting really hot and close...


And the hot water RAN out. Just like that. Hot to luke warm to cold to ice-cold in about 10 seconds flat.

... I still imagined him getting off, his cum shooting and dribbling down to land on my naked tummy and breasts, and I still felt good, great actually. I just didn't climax. :eek:

Ooh! Hot water running out at a critical time is the worst, sweetheart. I feel your pain, as I have felt it many times before.
 
ForeverNAlways said:
I'm totally rooting for you! You'll set the medical field on their ear. Wouldn't surprise me in the least if jacks ended up being the one and only real cure for the common cold.

ok. I always log the successful jacks - I don't think I've ever logged an unsuccessful one, and that's not to say that they don't happen. So, in the interest of being more open about All jacks and not selective here's one from tonight.

Climbed in the bath after work, an early bath. Shaved my legs and relaxed, not really intending to jack at all. As I relaxed I began replaying in my head various fantasies of someone, flashes of different scenes, scenarios, and situations. I let the water out of the tub, and slid down under the faucet instead of standing and using the showerhead. I like the feeling of my ass pressed to the side of the tub, and the sight of my legs stretched straight up the wall and spread. The position is a turn on, both in sensation and visually to me.

I pictured him above me, beside the tub, legs braced - fist wrapped around his cock. He was jacking above me as I slid under the water, encouraging me, telling me to widen my legs and let him see. Just the motion of widening my legs is a sensation all it's own, and I was getting really hot and close...


And the hot water RAN out. Just like that. Hot to luke warm to cold to ice-cold in about 10 seconds flat.

... I still imagined him getting off, his cum shooting and dribbling down to land on my naked tummy and breasts, and I still felt good, great actually. I just didn't climax. :eek:


Wow... that is one of my all time favorite fantasies.... to play for a woman as she does what you described in the bath... so very erotic...


xxx
Tyler
 
I haven’t technically done anything yet, but man oh man can I tease myself.

I have not touched myself yet and already I ache.

Sitting here at the desk, sitting at the edge of the chair I cross my knees.

Between tensing my tummy muscles, pushing pussy out and up, and clenching my thighs together, I am getting very turned on.

Tummy is remaining tense longer and my pussy is aching to be touched.

I feel the slight pressure of my wetness oozing out to saturate my lounge pants.

G-d I love teasing myself…..willing my body to continue with this sensual torture.


How long can I last before the need to give in overtakes me.

I must remain in control.

I must maintain the feeling.


I must push myself hard and long.


Oh G-d.
 
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Imagining I am peaking in on him through the crack of the bedroom door.
I am not supposed to be watching, but I cannot help it.
Hearing him breathing hard, arm pumping, his cock swollen in his hand.
Wondering what he is thinking of.
Watching how he strokes his cock, making mental notes to remember.
Knowing that if he saw me, I would be real sorry.
 
My desire to love myself has been building. I keep having thoughts of beautiful people pop into my head. My cock keeps straining against the fly of my pants at the most inopportune moments. The desire to reach down and unbutton the fly and pull the cock out is almost overwhelming. The only reason that I have yet to do so is because the release after a long wait is oh so rewarding.
 
rick_j21 said:
I keep having thoughts of beautiful people pop into my head. My cock keeps straining against the fly of my pants at the most inopportune moments.

I don't know why this struck me as both pathetic and hilarious. (No offense, rick, it's a combination I strive for in my own re-telling of my jacklife).


Good jacking people, good to see you participating, cbean.

I discovered something new this jacking day. I ran out of underwear, so I was wearing my surfer shorts instead. (Dark blue with light blue tropical flowers). I had them hiked up on the right leg to get at my bone and at conclusion they pinched the cock and balls tightly and caused them to become purple and engorged with blood. It made me O a lot harder. I guess that's what bone rings are all about.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I don't know why this struck me as both pathetic and hilarious. (No offense, rick, it's a combination I strive for in my own re-telling of my jacklife).


Good jacking people, good to see you participating, cbean.

I discovered something new this jacking day. I ran out of underwear, so I was wearing my surfer shorts instead. (Dark blue with light blue tropical flowers). I had them hiked up on the right leg to get at my bone and at conclusion they pinched the cock and balls tightly and caused them to become purple and engorged with blood. It made me O a lot harder. I guess that's what bone rings are all about.
or tissue death.
 
coffeebean said:
I haven’t technically done anything yet, but man oh man can I tease myself.

I have not touched myself yet and already I ache.

Sitting here at the desk, sitting at the edge of the chair I cross my knees.

Between tensing my tummy muscles, pushing pussy out and up, and clenching my thighs together, I am getting very turned on.

Tummy is remaining tense longer and my pussy is aching to be touched.

I feel the slight pressure of my wetness oozing out to saturate my lounge pants.

G-d I love teasing myself…..willing my body to continue with this sensual torture.


How long can I last before the need to give in overtakes me.

I must remain in control.

I must maintain the feeling.


I must push myself hard and long.


Oh G-d.

= wood
 
Ennui wank

Last night I had a long, angry wank.

I was full of rage, frustration and ennui and couldn't focus. I rubbed myself raw with a silicon dildo and a plastic vibrator, but nothing seemed to work.

Eventually, after an hour, I climbed into the bath and climaxed under the faucet. I still feel sore.

I think I've been alone too long.
 
Darla_Darling said:
Last night I had a long, angry wank.

I was full of rage, frustration and ennui and couldn't focus. I rubbed myself raw with a silicon dildo and a plastic vibrator, but nothing seemed to work.

Eventually, after an hour, I climbed into the bath and climaxed under the faucet. I still feel sore.

I think I've been alone too long.


That sounds incredibly hot... playing under the faucet is so incredibly erotic to me... my favorite voyeur fantasy... well actually, it usually starts out voyeuristic until I imagine myself helping out... ;)


xxx
Tyler
 
I think I've really lost touch with perversity.

My sex life is something like "The Secretary" these days.
 
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