Jacking-Off Log

Status
Not open for further replies.
Hester said:
if i had a cock i think i'd be a mattress fucker.

I used to seed all over one side of my pillow and then turn that side down and lay my head to rest on the other side. By laundry time, the dark side would be stiff with dried sperm.

You can see why I love Philip Roth.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I used to seed all over one side of my pillow and then turn that side down and lay my head to rest on the other side. By laundry time, the dark side would be stiff with dried sperm.

You can see why I love Philip Roth.
did you do your own laundry?
 
rosco rathbone said:
I used to seed all over one side of my pillow and then turn that side down and lay my head to rest on the other side. By laundry time, the dark side would be stiff with dried sperm.

You can see why I love Philip Roth.

Haha. I used to be a pillow fucker too. Graduated/regressed to mattresses. And now finally am using my mitts more and more.

Cheers on the welcome. I may post something else when changes occur. As it stands my jacking is pretty routine. This is the sort of thing that gets me going these days. So yawnarific its a vanilla sundae.
 
a girl who works here just walked into the room and before she left again put her coffee on a desk, I'm real tempted to cum into it...

...I'm being told by my buddy to do it haha
 
It’s intriguing how he’s convinced I’ll agree to meet him at a hotel for a fuck. He’s not my type yet I’m intrigued by him. I must admit, his confidence is a heck of a turn-on.

I woke up horny as fuck today. I would’ve fucked anybody who walked in my apartment. Just thinking of fucking gets me soaked within minutes.

As I fuck my pussy with a dildo, carefully avoiding my clit to make the pleasure last, my thoughts drift to him and I in a plush hotel room, overlooking the city. He’s fucking me from behind. He’s rough. He bites my neck, pulls my hair hard with one hand as his other hand is gripped firmly at my shoulder, right at the base of my throat. My hips gyrate to show him that I can pull the same moves on and off the dance floor. He barely has to move yet his cock is sliding in and out of me, guided by my salsa hips.

I push the dildo deep inside as I feel the first orgasm rush through me. But I’m not done. I want more. Fuck I’m horny!

He’s now the one pushing in and out of me, hard and fast, grunting, moaning, calling out my name. I’ll go through a couple more orgasms, each increasing in intensity until the last one leaves me panting and shaking all over.

Damn him and his confidence.
 
HappyMisha said:
It’s intriguing how he’s convinced I’ll agree to meet him at a hotel for a fuck. He’s not my type yet I’m intrigued by him. I must admit, his confidence is a heck of a turn-on.

I woke up horny as fuck today. I would’ve fucked anybody who walked in my apartment. Just thinking of fucking gets me soaked within minutes.

As I fuck my pussy with a dildo, carefully avoiding my clit to make the pleasure last, my thoughts drift to him and I in a plush hotel room, overlooking the city. He’s fucking me from behind. He’s rough. He bites my neck, pulls my hair hard with one hand as his other hand is gripped firmly at my shoulder, right at the base of my throat. My hips gyrate to show him that I can pull the same moves on and off the dance floor. He barely has to move yet his cock is sliding in and out of me, guided by my salsa hips.

I push the dildo deep inside as I feel the first orgasm rush through me. But I’m not done. I want more. Fuck I’m horny!

He’s now the one pushing in and out of me, hard and fast, grunting, moaning, calling out my name. I’ll go through a couple more orgasms, each increasing in intensity until the last one leaves me panting and shaking all over.

Damn him and his confidence.
No darling....THAT was hot.
 
Cock_Thug said:
a girl who works here just walked into the room and before she left again put her coffee on a desk, I'm real tempted to cum into it...

...I'm being told by my buddy to do it haha

"cock thug" haha, I love it. Welcome aboard.

I've never oed in someone's coffee, but I did o all over my evil bitch downstairs neighbor's doorknob in order to put a bad mojo on her. I am a warlock, especially when angry.

Jacking leisurely this day after reading in the Voice about this anti-domestic violence program in Spanish Harlem. One of my big ideas has always been to get a volunteer gig as a counselor at a DV/rape center. I'd play the part of the sensitive New Age male to the hilt, but really I'd just be meeting fucked up, vulnerable chicks and generally perving on the whole scenario. I took steps to put this scheme into effect a couple of years ago, answering an open call for volunteers, but the voice on the phone was so tense, so Jewish, so grad-school, and so suspicious, that I lost all bone. I guess they must be on guard against male volunteers. ANyhow, I had a nice long masturbation thinking about cute, chunky little Dominican mamas with black eyes crying on my shoulder.
 
rosco rathbone said:
"cock thug" haha, I love it. Welcome aboard.

I've never oed in someone's coffee, but I did o all over my evil bitch downstairs neighbor's doorknob in order to put a bad mojo on her. I am a warlock, especially when angry.

Jacking leisurely this day after reading in the Voice about this anti-domestic violence program in Spanish Harlem. One of my big ideas has always been to get a volunteer gig as a counselor at a DV/rape center. I'd play the part of the sensitive New Age male to the hilt, but really I'd just be meeting fucked up, vulnerable chicks and generally perving on the whole scenario. I took steps to put this scheme into effect a couple of years ago, answering an open call for volunteers, but the voice on the phone was so tense, so Jewish, so grad-school, and so suspicious, that I lost all bone. I guess they must be on guard against male volunteers. ANyhow, I had a nice long masturbation thinking about cute, chunky little Dominican mamas with black eyes crying on my shoulder.
fucking hell.
*slow-clap
 
ma_guy said:
What? No details? ;)

fine,

the slow vibrations beginning, with the realization that I was home alone,

but needing a good series of images, words to get off on,

searching for a story

with these elements for the voyeur in me needs to see an event unfolding

someone hunter for

someone to be hunted

details of anticipation


the lure, and drawing closer

and me watching

and the use of said, hunted being used by more than a few


vibrator in hand between my thighs, vibe pressing close to my core, no entering

letting the images rise and form in my mind

and so forth

multiple Os, like stairs, ascending, generating more energy with each crest I make it to, and so forth

beads of sweat rolling down the back of my right leg

left hand softly circling my left nipple


damn fine Os
feeling good and good
 
he woke me up with a phone call this morning. apparently, i sound "cute" when i wake up. as we were talking my hand slid between my legs. he heard the change in my voice, just listened quietly, but then got called away by work. i finished by myself, thinking about being on my knees sucking him off. then him grabbing me by the head and pushing me up against the wall, where he proceeded to fuck my mouth like a cunt. all i could do was hang in there and try not to gag. came like a champ, then had a nice cup of coffee.
 
rosco rathbone said:
Jacking leisurely this day after reading in the Voice about this anti-domestic violence program in Spanish Harlem. One of my big ideas has always been to get a volunteer gig as a counselor at a DV/rape center. I'd play the part of the sensitive New Age male to the hilt, but really I'd just be meeting fucked up, vulnerable chicks and generally perving on the whole scenario. I took steps to put this scheme into effect a couple of years ago, answering an open call for volunteers, but the voice on the phone was so tense, so Jewish, so grad-school, and so suspicious, that I lost all bone. I guess they must be on guard against male volunteers. ANyhow, I had a nice long masturbation thinking about cute, chunky little Dominican mamas with black eyes crying on my shoulder.
My god.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Love the "warlock" line, too.
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top