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You're better off jumping the dish washer, he'd appreciate it more.
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Okay.
Last night's jack fantasy was a proven performer, one that I've returned to time and time again, always with excellent results, both in jacking and with various partners, but I don't know if I've ever recorded it here. It's a simple scenario. Streamlined, no elaborate frills, but full of symbiotic psychosexual layers for me. With some partners, it just didn't work, for various reasons, so in a sense it became something of a litmus test. But I digress.
It's so simple, it can be summed up in one succinct sentence: She's sucking my cock while straddling my face.
The devil is in the details. First of all, she actively gets off on sucking my cock. This is absolutely paramount. Next, she loves showing me her pretty pussy. She loves my hunger for it. To taste it. To smell it. To lose myself in it. She can feel my eyes on her exposed pink nectarflesh, hovering above my mouth, just out of reach. Drinking in every single detail. Beyond staring. Immersing. Inches away. She can feel my breath. She can feel my fucklust, and it feeds her own. I can see her getting wetter by degrees. I can see her cunt quivering, clutching, aching to be filled as she feasts on my hard cock. I'm growling, moaning, telling her exactly how beautiful her pussy is, how bad I want to bury my face in her.
My hands are caressing, kneading her flesh, but avoiding her cunt. Stroking the backs of her thighs, her hovering ass. Squeezing. Fingers molding her malleable flesh. All I see is her. All I smell is her. All I taste is her. She's moaning, writhing, growling around my cock. My hips are pumping now, of their own accord, mindlessly fucking her ravenous mouth as I stare at her sopping cunt. Wanting. So close. Mine. Perfect. Pink. Wet. Swollen. Dripping.
Dripping. Fuck yes. Drip in my mouth, baby. My juice. Mine. Every drop. Mine. I can see it. That first drop. Descending slowly to my open mouth, my outstretched tongue. As it lands in my mouth, as I taste her, I lose my mind. Overcome. Grabbing fistfuls of ass, I forcefully pull her down to my starving mouth. A blur of mouth tongue cunt clit juice. Mouth working. Tongue thrusting, flicking. Sucking her clit, trapping it between my lips as my tongue bats at it. Merciless. Mine. Hands squeezing her ass, pulling her hard to me. She has stopped sucking, but her hand is still gripping the base of my cock tightly. She's too busy crying out to suck, too busy grinding her pussy into my face. I don't fucking care. All I want right now is her cunt. Her juice. I want to be drenched in her. Soaking. Glistening. Slurping. Growling. Mine. My cunt. Mine. Come. Let it come. Mine. Mine. Mine. Come. Mine. Come.
As she explodes, I explode. She's not sucking, not jacking, just squeezing. Doesn't fucking matter. My craving for her climax is so all consuming that it pushes me over the edge. Streaming jets of seed. First jet catches her in the cheek, shocking her. Second salvo catches her on her lips, as her gasping mouth descends, wrapping around my tight pulsating cockhead. Not sucking, just holding, just receiving my seed, the seed that she created with her pleasure, with her wet cunt writhing in my face.
Last night's jack fantasy was a proven performer, one that I've returned to time and time again, always with excellent results, both in jacking and with various partners, but I don't know if I've ever recorded it here. It's a simple scenario. Streamlined, no elaborate frills, but full of symbiotic psychosexual layers for me. With some partners, it just didn't work, for various reasons, so in a sense it became something of a litmus test. But I digress.
It's so simple, it can be summed up in one succinct sentence: She's sucking my cock while straddling my face.
The devil is in the details. First of all, she actively gets off on sucking my cock. This is absolutely paramount. Next, she loves showing me her pretty pussy. She loves my hunger for it. To taste it. To smell it. To lose myself in it. She can feel my eyes on her exposed pink nectarflesh, hovering above my mouth, just out of reach. Drinking in every single detail. Beyond staring. Immersing. Inches away. She can feel my breath. She can feel my fucklust, and it feeds her own. I can see her getting wetter by degrees. I can see her cunt quivering, clutching, aching to be filled as she feasts on my hard cock. I'm growling, moaning, telling her exactly how beautiful her pussy is, how bad I want to bury my face in her.
My hands are caressing, kneading her flesh, but avoiding her cunt. Stroking the backs of her thighs, her hovering ass. Squeezing. Fingers molding her malleable flesh. All I see is her. All I smell is her. All I taste is her. She's moaning, writhing, growling around my cock. My hips are pumping now, of their own accord, mindlessly fucking her ravenous mouth as I stare at her sopping cunt. Wanting. So close. Mine. Perfect. Pink. Wet. Swollen. Dripping.
Dripping. Fuck yes. Drip in my mouth, baby. My juice. Mine. Every drop. Mine. I can see it. That first drop. Descending slowly to my open mouth, my outstretched tongue. As it lands in my mouth, as I taste her, I lose my mind. Overcome. Grabbing fistfuls of ass, I forcefully pull her down to my starving mouth. A blur of mouth tongue cunt clit juice. Mouth working. Tongue thrusting, flicking. Sucking her clit, trapping it between my lips as my tongue bats at it. Merciless. Mine. Hands squeezing her ass, pulling her hard to me. She has stopped sucking, but her hand is still gripping the base of my cock tightly. She's too busy crying out to suck, too busy grinding her pussy into my face. I don't fucking care. All I want right now is her cunt. Her juice. I want to be drenched in her. Soaking. Glistening. Slurping. Growling. Mine. My cunt. Mine. Come. Let it come. Mine. Mine. Mine. Come. Mine. Come.
As she explodes, I explode. She's not sucking, not jacking, just squeezing. Doesn't fucking matter. My craving for her climax is so all consuming that it pushes me over the edge. Streaming jets of seed. First jet catches her in the cheek, shocking her. Second salvo catches her on her lips, as her gasping mouth descends, wrapping around my tight pulsating cockhead. Not sucking, just holding, just receiving my seed, the seed that she created with her pleasure, with her wet cunt writhing in my face.
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I wanked thinking of romantic anal
putting it in me to get it wet
used to him ramming it in, hurting
he starts to- just to see my reaction
seeing me tense and my face strain
he laughs as he pumps hard once
then in and out lovingly
seeing my relief in my eyes
holding the back of my head in his palms
keeping my eyes looking into his
fucking me
loving me
knees pulled to my chest
moaning into his mouth as he grabs my face
telling me how he loves his whore
growling in my ear how little girls shouldn't like this so much
how my empty hole is getting his stomach wet
embarrassed that anal gets me off
letting me know how he is gonna bury his cum in my ass
telling me to ask for it
but before he can
I am begging
tits bouncing
ass fucked
feeling it pour into me
..yeah
putting it in me to get it wet
used to him ramming it in, hurting
he starts to- just to see my reaction
seeing me tense and my face strain
he laughs as he pumps hard once
then in and out lovingly
seeing my relief in my eyes
holding the back of my head in his palms
keeping my eyes looking into his
fucking me
loving me
knees pulled to my chest
moaning into his mouth as he grabs my face
telling me how he loves his whore
growling in my ear how little girls shouldn't like this so much
how my empty hole is getting his stomach wet
embarrassed that anal gets me off
letting me know how he is gonna bury his cum in my ass
telling me to ask for it
but before he can
I am begging
tits bouncing
ass fucked
feeling it pour into me
..yeah
rosco rathbone
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Everyone jacking like mad monkeys I see.
I too. I had one last night, went to sleep, woke up, jacked, made instant coffee, sat in the sunlight and read from the Beer Garden Putsch to the Reichstag Fire , started getting a bone, jacked, read from the Reichstag Fire to the Night Of The Long Knives, had my nap, woke up, jacked, and read from the Night Of The Long Knives to the Anschluss.
"...the Field Marshal appeared before the hooting delegates in the full regalia of the Death's Head Hussars...."
European history apparently gives me big bone.
I too. I had one last night, went to sleep, woke up, jacked, made instant coffee, sat in the sunlight and read from the Beer Garden Putsch to the Reichstag Fire , started getting a bone, jacked, read from the Reichstag Fire to the Night Of The Long Knives, had my nap, woke up, jacked, and read from the Night Of The Long Knives to the Anschluss.
"...the Field Marshal appeared before the hooting delegates in the full regalia of the Death's Head Hussars...."
European history apparently gives me big bone.
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Is it ok if somebody helps?
I turned the shower a little hotter than I usually like it and pushed my head through the spay to lean against the wall. The shower head was set to heavy and the water beat down on my back, just what I needed after this day. The water rushing past my ears muffled all sounds and left me in my own quiet world to catalogue all the parts that hurt. I felt cool air around my feet when the shower door slid open. Its a small shower, but room enough for two. She turned the shower head to a fine mist and I felt her hand, wrapped in a course washcloth on the back of my neck. I felt the fatigue being scrubbed out of my shoulders as she worked the cloth against me. I felt my cock move and opened my eyes to see water streaming off the head as it raised to almost level. I took one hand off the wall to wrap my fist around it and she batted at my elbow with the back of her hand.
"That's mine," she said. "Keep your hands off of it"
"You better do something with it," I said, "or I'll have to charge you storage." She pulled me back from under the spray and pushed me against the wall.
"I like it when you're too tired to fight," she said as she pulled the bottle of cream rinse from the rack and pulled the cap off. She stood with the spray on her back and emptied the whole bottle into the hair on my chest. It ran down my stomach an onto my thighs. She ran her hands through the cream rinse, rubbing it into my fur and then took my cock in both hands, sliding off the head and starting at the base again. I closed my eyes and relaxed against the wall. One hand curled around my balls. I felt her fingernails dig slightly as she tug. The sensation was quickly lost as the other hand stroked faster, letting go only to gather more cream rinse from the hair on my stomach. I felt the heat building and I tried to thrust into her hand.
"Hold still,: she barked, "this is my job". I locked my knees and felt my cock jump in her fist. She tightened her grip and rolled the palm of her hand over the head, which was more than I could bare. My cock jumped again and filled her fist with cum. She gently massaged my balls trying to keep the pulses alive. I slumped against the wall and opened my eyes. "Are you sure thats' all you have?" she asked. I smiled and took a deep breath.
"I'll have some more for you later," I answered.
I turned the shower a little hotter than I usually like it and pushed my head through the spay to lean against the wall. The shower head was set to heavy and the water beat down on my back, just what I needed after this day. The water rushing past my ears muffled all sounds and left me in my own quiet world to catalogue all the parts that hurt. I felt cool air around my feet when the shower door slid open. Its a small shower, but room enough for two. She turned the shower head to a fine mist and I felt her hand, wrapped in a course washcloth on the back of my neck. I felt the fatigue being scrubbed out of my shoulders as she worked the cloth against me. I felt my cock move and opened my eyes to see water streaming off the head as it raised to almost level. I took one hand off the wall to wrap my fist around it and she batted at my elbow with the back of her hand.
"That's mine," she said. "Keep your hands off of it"
"You better do something with it," I said, "or I'll have to charge you storage." She pulled me back from under the spray and pushed me against the wall.
"I like it when you're too tired to fight," she said as she pulled the bottle of cream rinse from the rack and pulled the cap off. She stood with the spray on her back and emptied the whole bottle into the hair on my chest. It ran down my stomach an onto my thighs. She ran her hands through the cream rinse, rubbing it into my fur and then took my cock in both hands, sliding off the head and starting at the base again. I closed my eyes and relaxed against the wall. One hand curled around my balls. I felt her fingernails dig slightly as she tug. The sensation was quickly lost as the other hand stroked faster, letting go only to gather more cream rinse from the hair on my stomach. I felt the heat building and I tried to thrust into her hand.
"Hold still,: she barked, "this is my job". I locked my knees and felt my cock jump in her fist. She tightened her grip and rolled the palm of her hand over the head, which was more than I could bare. My cock jumped again and filled her fist with cum. She gently massaged my balls trying to keep the pulses alive. I slumped against the wall and opened my eyes. "Are you sure thats' all you have?" she asked. I smiled and took a deep breath.
"I'll have some more for you later," I answered.
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I love it when you're too tired to fight.bronzeage said:
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a vision..
of being made to lay sideways on the bed with my head hanging over the edge.
forced to suck his cock while being fucked with a too big dildo.
him witholding my orgasm until I'm begging for it.
crying as he fucks my mouth.
until his cum coats my tongue and he pulls out to finish by jacking onto my face.
his word granting permission
'Now'
and his word expressing his love
'Pet'
shattered.
of being made to lay sideways on the bed with my head hanging over the edge.
forced to suck his cock while being fucked with a too big dildo.
him witholding my orgasm until I'm begging for it.
crying as he fucks my mouth.
until his cum coats my tongue and he pulls out to finish by jacking onto my face.
his word granting permission
'Now'
and his word expressing his love
'Pet'
shattered.
bridgeburner
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My sleep is all fucked up. I jacked yesterday afternoon and fell asleep for a couple hours afterward. I actually planned it that way because I was going out last night and expecting to be late, but by the time 10 o'clock rolled around I really wasn't in the mood to go out so I instead I was up until 2 am reading. I went to bed, had a rather disappointing jack and got just barely warm enough that I didn't want to risk the cold by getting out of bed to shut the windows. I kept thinking I'd warm up eventually, but we had a temperature plunge and it was raining and finally around 3:30 after tossing and turning and shivering I finally got up and closed the windows. Then I went and turned on the shower as hot as I could stand it to try and get my bodyheat up.
It was strange. I didn't turn on any lights and it was some freaky-ass time of the middle of the night and I wasn't totally awake. I was probably in the shower a good 15 or 20 minutes. I got out and got into the bed again which really wasn't very warm ---I'd never have gotten any real sleep.
So at 4:30 I was toasty and relaxed and drifting off and started having pervy thoughts. I can't say exactly why it was a weird jack. I suppose because I don't generally wake up in the middle of the night and jack. Anyway, it was a much better O than the earlier jack and I slept well and contently afterward.
I'm thinking I need some new jacking fodder. I haven't read anything especially hot in awhile. I did nearly cream my jeans in the car last week, though. The morning show was interviewing some actor from the Sopranos and at one point he mouthed off to the traffic-girl "Take off your panties and go wait in the bedroom." They'd all been joking around and laughing and then he cuts through with that and it nearly put me over the edge. It was the exact right tone of voice. Fucking hell.
It was strange. I didn't turn on any lights and it was some freaky-ass time of the middle of the night and I wasn't totally awake. I was probably in the shower a good 15 or 20 minutes. I got out and got into the bed again which really wasn't very warm ---I'd never have gotten any real sleep.
So at 4:30 I was toasty and relaxed and drifting off and started having pervy thoughts. I can't say exactly why it was a weird jack. I suppose because I don't generally wake up in the middle of the night and jack. Anyway, it was a much better O than the earlier jack and I slept well and contently afterward.
I'm thinking I need some new jacking fodder. I haven't read anything especially hot in awhile. I did nearly cream my jeans in the car last week, though. The morning show was interviewing some actor from the Sopranos and at one point he mouthed off to the traffic-girl "Take off your panties and go wait in the bedroom." They'd all been joking around and laughing and then he cuts through with that and it nearly put me over the edge. It was the exact right tone of voice. Fucking hell.
rosco rathbone
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bridgeburner said:
I don't watch "the sopranos" or even own a tv, but I'm glad to see that this kind of thing is still part of american popular culture.
I did it this day, thinking about the same old shit.
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Jacking like a madman. Not because I want to, mind you, all purposeful jacks: waking myself up on 4 hours sleep, breaking the monotony of hours of work, and keeping my mind from thinking about sex.
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MechaBlade said:
ya know if you would do what i asked in PM i would help you with that
luxey313
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jacking is just breaking the 'freak show" repeated pattern that is my life
I made a few mixed CD's to send out- all the songs are different fucks I have had
interesting how music can illustrate that
the JOl rules- I totally dig being vague
thank you r.r.
I made a few mixed CD's to send out- all the songs are different fucks I have had
interesting how music can illustrate that
the JOl rules- I totally dig being vague
thank you r.r.
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