Jacking-Off Log

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[stirbird]

it was difficult, but i did manage to jack off to that.
hot, stirbird.

That's because you are the man, Katie!

 

[stirbird]

stir - are you questioning why some people around here get razed for using words perfectly normal to their discourse style, while Rosco doesn't, and highlighting the fact that those other people shouldn't receive a hard time, or are you saying people who use big words, including Rosco, use them purposefully, sometimes for pretentious reasons?

you lost me, I'll admit. Because you came across as censoring Rosco with your first post, and your subsequent ones haven't clarified the issue, I'm afraid. I don't want to lengthen this hijack - I just don't get where you went with this.

I guess I need to go find this thread you're referring to.

Read my recent response to Mecha. "Roceau" and I go way back. I was teasing him, as I'm sure he knew. A long tradition for me in this thread (and elsewhere). Your first paragraph is a good, accurate description of the issue I got into, after people took me seriously though.

The thread I referred to is entertaining and fun. I'm sorry I don't have the link handy. Oscuridad started it all, if that helps. Maybe it'll come back to the front page today?

 

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[stirbird]

What?

Post. More. Jacks.

(I should follow my own advice. I would if I could, honestly!)

 

[Guest]

 

[stirbird]

I saw and edited to add. I get it now, hon.

That's good, then.

Besides, Rosceau gets far too much praise and glorification around these parts. If I weren't around to supply an occasional counterbalance (consider it a ballast) his head would puff up so big that on the next breeze that blew across the top of one of those big buildings he works on he'd float away like a dandilon puff. He'd never live that one down with his co-workers.

 

[katiebarthedoor]

That's because you are the man, Katie!

i'm here to help.
highfive@stirbird.

 

[katiebarthedoor]

*giggling*


which is NOT normal for me.

you carry the standard, FnA.

 

[stirbird]

Ok, I found that other thread about words that I mentioned in here, for anyone who is curious.

https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=503256

 

[katiebarthedoor]

Ok, I found that other thread about words that I mentioned in here, for anyone who is curious.

https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=503256

i jacked off to the jimmy durante gif.

i'm off, stir.
bye everyone.

 

[Hester]

Ok, I found that other thread about words that I mentioned in here, for anyone who is curious.

https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=503256

thanks

 

[luxey313]

this reoccuring massage therapist fantasy
getting that wonderful sterile connection woman/woman is so hot:

towards the end of my massage and Adelle, my Dominican 22 y.o. massage therapist is getting into my lower back
feeling my thighs pulse and tense then relax
she tells me to turn over
holds the sheet up so I can manuver without being seen
onto my back- at my sides she runs her hands under my lower back to my ass
my body moving from a snake-slow grind from rib to hips from her touch
it feels good, I relax, let her know how great it feels and thank her
she tells me to bend at the knee- feet flat
she folds up the sheet
my eyes are closed
I feel her fingers at my hole, before I can speak
she is two deep working her professional hands inside
fingering me accurately and steady
looking up at her shocked
she looks at me and smiles
watching my face
no need to really, her messy hand wouldn't tell
soft, sleepy, relaxed finger-fucked orgasm
pushing against the sterile hand
feeling it push back
pulls the sheet back down
smoothes it
and slips out the door to let me relax

 

[drown]

the
just-now
"yes"
one

festered deeply from
a hurried
trip to sears-frustration...

came on as irritation;
deep gnawing
what's this?

why this?
what what?

anger-breathy-sunday traffic-blue haired checkout granny-christ!

christ!
what what?
what's this?

could not wait to get home...

pawed
there
and there:

sunday traffic;
get your slow-assed cars to mass!

what's mine...
to be mine

could not wait to get home...

yes that,
that that.

all forgotten
but the
just-now
"yes" one...

yes, now yes
oh yes
now done.

 

[HappyMisha]

Post. More. Jacks.
(I should follow my own advice. I would if I could, honestly!)

Ok fine.

Friday night.
A story, a tease, all in my head and I'm dripping before I even touch myself.

When I finally allow myself to glide my fingers over my very wet, slippery cunt, all it took were three little words:

"Cum for me."

 

[Juliangel]

Can I post in advance? The tub is filling with steamy hot water as I type and I am going to soak and relax for a while and have the cop car fantasy fresh in my mind so I know I am going to.

 

[zammius]

friday evening....work late....do some posting....a friend sends me a link to a story....i print it out and start my walk home....on the way i think of my upcoming meeting with my sub....as usual i start to throb a little....and feel my cock rubbing against my pants with each step.....i start to think of jackin off when i get home....will i be alone....will i have some quit time....as i walk down my street i don't see the car...i will be alone....but for how long....

i take off my coat and try to relax....the walk always has me pumped....i take a puff....and begin to relax....i go up to my bedroom, lower my pants and lay down on the bed....i pull out the story and take a nother puff....to my surprze and excitement the story is about a womans first submission...oh my i thought as my cock started to swell....i took another puff as i started stroking and reading....teasing my cock...softly stroking it...using my hand upside with my fingers spread apart for more tease....i get out my warming lube and drizzle in on my cock as i slowly rubbed it around with my fingers....now deep into the story i am slowly being taken over by the feelings in my cock...i begin to picture my sub in the positions on the story....as i tease and stroke i feel myself ready to explode...i let the story fall to the side as i clothes my eyes and imagine myself fucking my her....and then i explodes into an intense orgasm....sprewing into my hand and onto my stomach....exhausted i lay back....totally relaxed....finally the work week has been left behind

 

[Batch]

the
just-now
"yes"
one

festered deeply from
a hurried
trip to sears-frustration...

came on as irritation;
deep gnawing
what's this?

why this?
what what?

anger-breathy-sunday traffic-blue haired checkout granny-christ!

christ!
what what?
what's this?

could not wait to get home...

pawed
there
and there:

sunday traffic;
get your slow-assed cars to mass!

what's mine...
to be mine

could not wait to get home...

yes that,
that that.

all forgotten
but the
just-now
"yes" one...

yes, now yes
oh yes
now done.

Ah, Drown


Thank you.

 

[Hester]

had to leave work for a nooner. ok, a couple of nooners.

been a while since i couldn't hold out until the end of the day.

 

[Andraste]

c&p...

last night i put some serious energy into perfecting not cumming.

bringing myself to the brink, then taking a breeath, relaxing, clearing and making it vanish.
kinda difficult at first, with the rappit ears thrust hard under the hood of my clit, set high enough to be not quite comfortable.

i can now just make the feeling go away and i can keep it up for hours.

...jacking minus the off.

 

[Hester]

c&p...

last night i put some serious energy into perfecting not cumming.

bringing myself to the brink, then taking a breeath, relaxing, clearing and making it vanish.
kinda difficult at first, with the rappit ears thrust hard under the hood of my clit, set high enough to be not quite comfortable.

i can now just make the feeling go away and i can keep it up for hours.

...jacking minus the off.

damn.

i'd get homicidal.

 

[Andraste]

damn.

i'd get homicidal.

i'm busy being at peace!

ok, the rest of the time i might be batshit crazy...and the scenario in my mind might have been me tied to the bed, ropes looped round my knees to keep them spread, and a certain dirty older man trying to teach me a lesson about holding back from him...and failing...but i was at one & shit at the same time!

 

[_Milky_Whites_]

A quick one this morning. I imagined grinding my clit against him, hard, demanding. I did not want it slow and soft. I only wanted to cum fast. One hand tugging at my nipples, the other rubbing my clit. Rubbing harder, faster....feeling the muscles tighten, pressure building. More and more until finally....muscles contracting, jerking. I cried out, still rubbing, drawing out my orgasm as long as I could.

I'll be sure to try it again tonight. Maybe slower this time.

 

[Boomerpw]

Slow is g o o d....