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Well you need to work on that!!!!
I probably do. Any pro tips?

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Well you need to work on that!!!!

I probably do. Any pro tips?![]()
Are you calling me a pro?
Ha! Not like that. Just an expert. "Naughty" is in your title, after all.
I want to fuck naughtycakes in the butt.
We could ride a bicycle built for two!
You drive.

Oh, okay
But we ride our own bikes, then you fuck me in the butt.
I want to ride double. Come on. I promise to keep my hands on the bars.
Tandems freak me out. And those couples are creepy.
It is just like riding a bike!
I think it looks like fun, but I am a double bike virgin.
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!
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.
She is going to explode!
A few explosions never hurt anybody!
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!"
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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.