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I clearly need to work on my core. Had another tussle with the spasming oblique last night. In my defense it's the first time I've felt like jacking since coming down with a horrible cold and coughing so much that I pulled a muscle.

I'm starting to take this thing personally. Again, I refused to give up and go away, but my bean was so confused by all the stopping and starting that when I finally O'd I wasn't really sure I was O-ing. It was like a five that stuttered its way along over the course of about 30 seconds. Very weird. I was pretty sure I was O-ing and then I'd feel like I was just on the edge of a better O and then it would just kind of half-buzz along.

I know. I know. How can you not be sure if you're cumming? It's not like I was drunk or anything.

But if I can't tell you guys about my bizarro masturbatory events, who the fuck can I tell?





It occurs to me that maybe the quality of the O had something to do with the immense amount of pain from the charley horse? Get the endorphins going due to some other event and who knows what the fuck will happen? I must ask my more experienced pervy friends to comment. Is that one of the points behind S&M? (I know that seems like such a stupid question. My inclination is to assume yes, but my brain is much pervier than my body's experiences.)
 
I clearly need to work on my core. Had another tussle with the spasming oblique last night. In my defense it's the first time I've felt like jacking since coming down with a horrible cold and coughing so much that I pulled a muscle.

I'm starting to take this thing personally. Again, I refused to give up and go away, but my bean was so confused by all the stopping and starting that when I finally O'd I wasn't really sure I was O-ing. It was like a five that stuttered its way along over the course of about 30 seconds. Very weird. I was pretty sure I was O-ing and then I'd feel like I was just on the edge of a better O and then it would just kind of half-buzz along.

I know. I know. How can you not be sure if you're cumming? It's not like I was drunk or anything.

But if I can't tell you guys about my bizarro masturbatory events, who the fuck can I tell?





It occurs to me that maybe the quality of the O had something to do with the immense amount of pain from the charley horse? Get the endorphins going due to some other event and who knows what the fuck will happen? I must ask my more experienced pervy friends to comment. Is that one of the points behind S&M? (I know that seems like such a stupid question. My inclination is to assume yes, but my brain is much pervier than my body's experiences.)

I find that even when I don't precisely enjoy the pure moment, for what it is, I'm so turned on by the thought of it, the concept, that it becomes wank fodder for the future.

I've had those kinda Os before, too, where you're almost second guessing yourself. It's still an O. Don't look an O in the mouth. Just rejoice!
 
jerking it now

stroking my hard cock now just getting started! shooting and oozing pre cum all overme! post more later when i'm going to cum!:cool:
 
I find that even when I don't precisely enjoy the pure moment, for what it is, I'm so turned on by the thought of it, the concept, that it becomes wank fodder for the future.

I've had those kinda Os before, too, where you're almost second guessing yourself. It's still an O. Don't look an O in the mouth. Just rejoice!

Yeah, I almost always enjoy the thought perverse -- even when I can't or don't feel moved to do anything about it. I just like the fact of all the random raunch floating free in the air.

I have been on a bit of a tear the last couple of days, however. Everything makes me want to jack and I am making the most of it.

Earlier I was sitting around reading and noticed that I could smell myself. Not a sex smell, just the end of a really hot day where I did as little as possible. I caught the barest whiff of my own scent drifting up from my cleavage and I had to put down the book and go attend to myself.

Hell, I felt like.....oh, crap, I can't remember the character. The catholic school-girl character who'd spazz out and stick her hands in her armpits to sniff. Mary Catherine something or other, I'm sure.
 
Yeah, I almost always enjoy the thought perverse -- even when I can't or don't feel moved to do anything about it. I just like the fact of all the random raunch floating free in the air.

I have been on a bit of a tear the last couple of days, however. Everything makes me want to jack and I am making the most of it.

Earlier I was sitting around reading and noticed that I could smell myself. Not a sex smell, just the end of a really hot day where I did as little as possible. I caught the barest whiff of my own scent drifting up from my cleavage and I had to put down the book and go attend to myself.

Hell, I felt like.....oh, crap, I can't remember the character. The catholic school-girl character who'd spazz out and stick her hands in her armpits to sniff. Mary Catherine something or other, I'm sure.

Nice, I love my own scent, too.

Not to be trite, but are you in your 30s? I'm in my late 30s and I feel more sexed up all the time now than ever before, and I've always been a huge perv with a serious drive.
 
can't hold it any longer!

been in chat and literotica all day on my phone at work... rubbing my cock under my desk wanting so bad to get it out.. driving now, but finally i can at least get my hand down my pants to feel the warm smooth skin of my wet cock.. 30 minute drive now to think about a latina i chat with.. and also a guy who jerked off for me this morning and emailed me the cumshot...;)
 
long ass day
more later
tired
in chair
legs spread
dress hiked
german biker gang bang porn
it was classy

when i woke up this morning, my tits were swollen. nipples extra sensitive. i was hoping for at least one decent orgasm today, based on that alone.

rubbed for a while
played around
nonchalantly
then i could feel it build
out of nowhere
stomach muscles tightening
thighs tensing
clit swollen
pushing into the first tremors
then harder
faster
body shaking
trying to push myself a bit more
over
wet

posting
what the hell
i've got another one in me

break

shiver like this time
fast
already primed

that was nice
wetter
time to shower and get ready to go out
 
Hell, I felt like.....oh, crap, I can't remember the character. The catholic school-girl character who'd spazz out and stick her hands in her armpits to sniff. Mary Catherine something or other, I'm sure.

Molly Shannon's Mary Katherine Gallagher.


"Sometimes, when I get nervous, I stick my hands under my armpits and than I smell them like this!"


:D
 
Not to be trite, but are you in your 30s? I'm in my late 30s and I feel more sexed up all the time now than ever before, and I've always been a huge perv with a serious drive.

Yeah, I ramped up in my 30's and so far it hasn't tapered off at all. I'm thrilled. Of course I'm half out of my mind sometimes, as well.
 
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