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I don't really know how to put it. I was in Richmond, VA for 4 months and there's just no sexuality in the south. Passersby did not give me a bone. There's something about the chicks on the streets of NYC. From seven continents and four cardinal directions; they have these low-slung jiggly ass cheeks. As soon as I set my feet on the blessed concrete of Astoria, NY, I was hotfooting it as if tapdancing on an electrified griddle. Crackle! Pop!
 
Another stripper scenario had me jacking. If I had one at my disposal, I'd have this conversation:

" I want you to do that jiggly ass-dance when you get onstage, like girls in videos"

"But I don't want to do the jiggly ass dance! It's humiliating!"

"Chunky punkins will jiggle this night: either onstage to the music of the deejay or behind closed doors to the merry music of the strop! I have spoken!"

Fantasy cuts to the next evening. I'm "chillin" in the club, dressed in a purple suit like biggie smalls. I am wearing sunglasses after dark, clip on flip downs to be specific, in order to goggle about with my pervy peepers all incognito. She comes out on stage with welts all over her ass and does the jiggly ass dance, eyes downcast in shame.

The biggest part of these fantasies for me is always watching the reaction of the onlookers, kind of like mecha's thing. So in imagination, I look about and all the knob hobbits are staring at her intensely. Some seem disturbed by the evidence of domestic violence, others aroused. I imagine one of the latter getting a lap dance and asking "what happened to your ass?" and she answers "my daddy was mad at me".

This caused me to o and for some reason my eyes popped open as I did so and I saw the seed come twirling out in a spiral spray exactly like water out of one of those spinning sprinklers you put on your lawn. Still plenty of pressure left in the old prostate!
 
rosco rathbone said:
Another stripper scenario had me jacking. If I had one at my disposal, I'd have this conversation:

" I want you to do that jiggly ass-dance when you get onstage, like girls in videos"

"But I don't want to do the jiggly ass dance! It's humiliating!"

"Chunky punkins will jiggle this night: either onstage to the music of the deejay or behind closed doors to the merry music of the strop! I have spoken!"

Fantasy cuts to the next evening. I'm "chillin" in the club, dressed in a purple suit like biggie smalls. I am wearing sunglasses after dark, clip on flip downs to be specific, in order to goggle about with my pervy peepers all incognito. She comes out on stage with welts all over her ass and does the jiggly ass dance, eyes downcast in shame.

The biggest part of these fantasies for me is always watching the reaction of the onlookers, kind of like mecha's thing. So in imagination, I look about and all the knob hobbits are staring at her intensely. Some seem disturbed by the evidence of domestic violence, others aroused. I imagine one of the latter getting a lap dance and asking "what happened to your ass?" and she answers "my daddy was mad at me".

This caused me to o and for some reason my eyes popped open as I did so and I saw the seed come twirling out in a spiral spray exactly like water out of one of those spinning sprinklers you put on your lawn. Still plenty of pressure left in the old prostate!
you are amazing :)
 
not today so far for me, but those damned workmen are spending way too much time in my bedroom sorting out what was left of the decorating/straightening job after the radiators got renewed.

they'd damned well better not be going through my things! :devil:
 
sophieloves said:
not today so far for me, but those damned workmen are spending way too much time in my bedroom sorting out what was left of the decorating/straightening job after the radiators got renewed.

they'd damned well better not be going through my things! :devil:


Such an opportunity! Why didn't you tell me you were having workmen in? I could have gotten a job. :)
 
rosco rathbone said:
Another stripper scenario had me jacking. If I had one at my disposal, I'd have this conversation:

" I want you to do that jiggly ass-dance when you get onstage, like girls in videos"

"But I don't want to do the jiggly ass dance! It's humiliating!"

"Chunky punkins will jiggle this night: either onstage to the music of the deejay or behind closed doors to the merry music of the strop! I have spoken!"
Yeah...

Fantasy cuts to the next evening. I'm "chillin" in the club, dressed in a purple suit like biggie smalls. I am wearing sunglasses after dark, clip on flip downs to be specific, in order to goggle about with my pervy peepers all incognito. She comes out on stage with welts all over her ass and does the jiggly ass dance, eyes downcast in shame.

The biggest part of these fantasies for me is always watching the reaction of the onlookers, kind of like mecha's thing.
You know it...

So in imagination, I look about and all the knob hobbits are staring at her intensely. Some seem disturbed by the evidence of domestic violence, others aroused. I imagine one of the latter getting a lap dance and asking "what happened to your ass?" and she answers "my daddy was mad at me".
Fantastic!

In my long list of stories to write, one is about a dom making a girl do a particularly humiliating dance, with lyrics and all. I don't know if it will translate well to text, though.

God I wish I had a video camera and a cable tv channel.
 
MechaBlade said:
Yeah...


You know it...


Fantastic!

In my long list of stories to write, one is about a dom making a girl do a particularly humiliating dance, with lyrics and all. I don't know if it will translate well to text, though.

God I wish I had a video camera and a cable tv channel.

Haha, that'd be one awesome public access cable show.
 
odd fantasy

Disclaimer: I have a dry sense of humor that does not translate well to the written word, so please read with light hearted amusment.

i've always been the "typical" guy, you know fantasizing about leggy small breasted redheads....but the last couple of weeks I have found myself thinking about the "nerdy" girls. The girls that are somewhat akward and shy, or outright dorky. you know the ones that quote star wars trivia, play dungeons and dragons, live for Halo..... This new attraction stems from a girl working as the DJ at a wedding reception.

In real life we just chatted briefly and I swear she began telling me stories, (not lewd) about her high school band experiences.

that night i came as the thought of her talking in my ear about her trumpet. From then on she has been a regular in my fantasies, including this morning. Which involved her taking me into a secluded closet and stripping me, then giving me a blow job.... the load was thick and copious as the first of the day usualy is..... had I been in a more creative frame of mind I would have placed her ending diologue as "if you think that was nice you should hear me blow my trumpet,"

man I need to find a nerdy, geeky, dorky girl.......
 
sophieloves said:
not today so far for me, but those damned workmen are spending way too much time in my bedroom sorting out what was left of the decorating/straightening job after the radiators got renewed.

they'd damned well better not be going through my things! :devil:

Do you think they're doing dirty stuff with your lacy undergarments?
 
Thinking about posterOfAGirl's loverly asshole got me up in an anal frenzy. I checked out some vids and then went to my jacking den (decided I should come up with a name for my own ejaculatorium) to finish up. Really, start and finish up, because I soften up on the walk over there.

As inspirational as her hind quarters are, I couldn't focus on pOAG's hind quarters for long and found myself thinking of this girl I've been thinking about a lot lately. Probably because I've actually met her. Okay, truthfully her and another girl. I recently saw a girl at the club with the most amazing waist-ass ratio I've ever seen. Skinny waist like Karen Kraft. Ass like Luna, basically. Not super-wide hips, but projecting backwards. Perfect. In fact, her ass was so substantial, she had a bit of a crooked stance (leaned forward a little). This deformity may have turned some guys off, but any assman would stop dead in her tracks when seeing this girl.

So it was my main crush, plus the superass girl would flash in and out of the fantasy. As with any jack over a couple of minutes not subsidized by video, a storyline developed.

It was my first time fucking this girl. She's bent over the bathroom sink, I've been fucking her for a few minutes now. She couldn't wait to get my dick in her. I bend over her because I love to feel my chest against her back. And it's easier to grope her tits when I'm this close. Though I'm fucking her pussy, I'm thinking about her purple pucker nestled between two very round cheeks.

That's when she turns her head to the side and says softly, "Hey, you just gonna fuck my pussy all day?"

I'm shocked because it's clear she's inviting me into her ass. I play it off. "Well, that's what I was planning. Pussy today, asshole tomorrow--but you know what? We can bump the schedule. I just kinda hastily threw it together anyway. Let's do it."

I quit bullshitting and withdraw, move myself up a few centimeters and push back in the new orifice. She loves it in the ass, but has to brace down. I enjoy her look of concentration in the mirror. When I'm all in and begin humping, she begins moaning, "Yeah... yeah..."

I feel myself cumming and while sometimes it's fun to draw it out, I do the exact opposite and act like a nuclear strike has been ordered against my city. My hand's moving faster than a coked-up roadrunner.

I make a complete and utter mess. It's times like these I'm glad I live alone.

rosco rathbone said:
Haha, that'd be one awesome public access cable show.
I totally forgot about public access.

Now all I need is the girl and I can make Dr. Susan Block look like a prude.
 
I know what you mean about the not-wide hips with the backwards projection. I am an assman!

But where as your preferred method of possessing the fetishized object is to fuck it, mine is A. to kneed it like a mad baker causing dough to rise and B. to beat it with leather strops and the like.


Been spilling a lot of seed lately. Also a lot of dreamy late night soft-cocked jacks. The general theme is having sex with someone who does not want to have sex with me. The mental picture of a pretty face screwed up in disgust and discomfort stirs my primitive emotions.
 
Boomerpw said:
Do you think they're doing dirty stuff with your lacy undergarments?

well you know that kind of feeling, things aren't quite as i left them? i can't say for sure but i'm thinking they've had their hands all over my panties in my drawer... not to mention what else was in there. :eek:

oh! i have so many, i haven't checked to see if any are missing :eek:
 
Cleopatra said:
Inspire me, people. I need it today...badly.


Dear Penthouse,

I never thought this sort of thing would ever happen to me. I'm a pizza delivery man in a small college town...
 
Thought I'd add a log entry....

First post on the GB so go easy on me!

I rode the subway to work today. I am in a dark suit, and was sitting alone on one of the benches. After a few stops, a beautiful woman, about 27, long dark hair, very olive complexion and strking green eyes boarded my car. She came over and asked if I could move over to let her sit next to me. Of course I agreed.

I tried to read my newspaper, but her mere physical presence drove me to distraction. She was as tall as me (5'9) and obviously had an incredible body under her business skirt, blouse and jacket. I could smell the shampoo in her hair -- can't place the scent, I just know it was intoxicating.

We sat together, knees occasionally touching, for several more stops. As the ride wore on, I began to feel that familiar physical NEED building. I placed my newspaper in my lap, knowing that the closeness alone was causing my cock to harden.

When my stop came, I (reluctantly) had to exit the train and walked to work.

I am now sitting in my office. I can think of nothing but sex. My door is closed and locked. My suit-pants unzipped and my rock-hard cock in my hand. I am stroking slowly, fantasizing about how hot it would have been if the train had been empty save her and I, how my hand might have brushed her thigh, or slid up her skirt.

I am now here, on lit... Soon I will cum -- very hard.
 
With a round of great sex from last night still making my fire burn hot, I slipped into the private washroom in our office this morning to indulge in some solo play. It was delicious. I slid my skirt up over my hips and leaned back on the counter top, exposing myself to the full length mirror on the wall. I could still feel evidence of his pressence inside me despite this mornings bath, so using his juices as my lubricant, I slid my hand inside the leg of my panties and wiggled my aching little bud through 2 orgasms as I watched in the mirror. After I was done, I sucked the cream off my fingers, tasting him once more.

Not a bad way to spend a few on a Wednesday.
 
Caught a good one..came so hard my legs shook. Only took maybe 2 minutes from start to finish. No toys, no lube, no thought. Hard, fast, furious...yum..(now I am sleepy)
 
rosco rathbone said:
But where as your preferred method of possessing the fetishized object is to fuck it, mine is A. to kneed it like a mad baker causing dough to rise and B. to beat it with leather strops and the like.
To each his own, but I feel that in order to possess an object, I must put my dick in it. Which is why they don't let me have pets.


Been spilling a lot of seed lately. Also a lot of dreamy late night soft-cocked jacks. The general theme is having sex with someone who does not want to have sex with me. The mental picture of a pretty face screwed up in disgust and discomfort stirs my primitive emotions.
"God, hurry up and finish" blackmail fucks or good old "God no!" rapes?

Luna_Wolf72 said:
Caught a good one..came so hard my legs shook. Only took maybe 2 minutes from start to finish. No toys, no lube, no thought. Hard, fast, furious...yum..(now I am sleepy)
That's me in 5 mins.
 
MechaBlade said:
To each his own, but I feel that in order to possess an object, I must put my dick in it. Which is why they don't let me have pets.



"God, hurry up and finish" blackmail fucks or good old "God no!" rapes?


That's me in 5 mins.
psf pics got to ya?
 
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