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This was playing while I did it.

NO APHRODISIAC
A letter to you on a cassette
'Cause we don't write anymore
Gotta make it up quickly
There's people asleep on the second floor
There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth beauty and a picture of you

You'll be walking your dog in a few hours
I'll be asleep in my brother's house
You're a thousand miles away
With food between your teeth
Come up for summer I've got a place near the beach
There's room for your dog

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Truth beauty and a picture of you

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Youth truth beauty fame boredom and a bottle of pills

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
You shouldn't leave me alone

There's no aphrodisiac like loneliness
Bare feet like a tom-boy and a crooked smile

Truth youth beauty fame boredom red hair no hair innocence
Saturday and a picture of you
A letter to you on a cassette
You shouldn't leave me alone

Forty shaved sexy wants to do it all day
With a gun-totin' trigger-happy tranny named Kinky Renée
Tired teacher twenty-eight seeks regular meetings for masculine muscular nappy-clad brutal breeding
While his wife rough-wrestles with a puppy all aquiver
on a wine-soaked strobe-lit Asiatic hall of mirrors and a dash of loneliness
There's no aphrodisiac quite like it
Truth youth beauty fame boredom red hair no hair innocence impunity and a picture of you
I got a video set-up me love you short time she pay me suck his finger with some fine wine
 
I did it again yesterday!

Stella has her groove back

I need new material, tho.

I think I'll do it now, Hitachi is my friend:D
 
I did two today but could not seem to get any relief from this orgone monkey on my back. I'm pretty much wrung out-blood from a stone-but I still have these big Os. But no sweet relief. My soul is troubled.
 
woke to a phone call this morning
that bed head hair look so prevelent atop my head
I answered the phone
it was by old boyfriend from long since past
we talked for a while
he hadn't called in a month
practically returning from the dead a month before
I was quite unsure of his actions
and although I was quite reluctant
his words turned me on and I became wet
I grabbed best friend
The Rabbit pearl vibrator
I pushed my underwear to the side and jammed it in
I turned both switches to full power
feeling myself reaching new heights of pleasure
his dirty words bringing me close to exploding
then I had someone on the other line turned it off
and asked him to call me later...
it was my father asking if I was alright...
I said that I was
hung up the phone....
and the bastard still hasn't called me back...
 
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I jerked off last night for the first time in a while. Volume was excellent, but pressure was totally unsatisfactory.

My interest in sex has taken a noticable dip recently. This usually means a return to pornography is imminent, with dire consequences for the females that actually have to perform based on the expectations the loving ladies of porno have instilled in me.

I suspect this cycle will be a lengthy one and the outcome will open new doors of perversion for me.
 
I did one this morning; joyless but intense. When I looked at myself in the mirror with the astral eye, I appeared to be an amorphous form tearing at a caul of ethereric substance; struggling to be born.
 
twice

once last night

once this afternoon

this afternoon's was...yummy.
 
When you've really got that orgone monkey on your back, you can jack until there's nothing left but sand and gizzard stones rattling around in the bottom of your sac while a faraway flute plays a warbling two-note theme and the camera pans over the shimmering wasteland. You can jack until your member is so sore that you have to swaddle it in lotion-soaked tissues to prevent painful chafing as you walk about the village. You can jack until you recoil in revulsion from the compulsive repetition of your own tired fantasies. You can jack and jack,morning noon and night, teeth clenched in anger but never will you feel the cooling caress of sweet relief upon your brow when that old orgone monkey is riding on your back.

A party of dried up old masturbators convenes at the corner table of meet cafe; sipping rejuvenating tonics in silence. The dry orgone sirocco blows off from desert lands hard by, desiccating every seamed and yellowed visage. A lonesome organ grinder passes along; feigning lunacy in order to obtain alms. Up stands one of their number, shoulders hunched and eyes hidden by dark spectacles.

"Well that's it for me boys got to see a man about a monkey"

And he makes his shuffling shameful way for the lavatory.


Yes, I figured I'd just about hit bottom yesterday when, getting up from my cot and making my way to the roman ejaculatorium, I had noticed three simultaneous perceptions: First, that I couldn't believe my cock could still get hard after all the abuse I'd been meteing out lately. Yet there it was, manifestly hard as a bone. Second, the rest of my body seemed a pale shadow of its former self and I had the powerful sensation that my cock had drained all vitality from my form and was actually leading me towards the roman ejaculatorium; actually dragging me in its wake like a small insistent zeppelin.

Finally, I had an overwhelming, exasperated feeling of Oh for fuck's sake. Not again. I 've nothing left to give. Not again, please.
 
I downloaded this video which I know 100% that I'm going to cum to in about 10-15 mins (it's rare to have such certainity. When I approach orgasm, I flip through my porn video clip collection faster than an ADHD kid watching Satellite TV on speed). I know I'm going to cum to it because the intro is so fucking hot. It's like an amateur video: very few cuts, just a guy and a girl, the girl doesn't look like a porn star and MOST OF ALL it looks like she's into it. She's sucking this guys cock, sucking his balls and even licks his asshole with no pushing from him. I've never seen that in porn. Not only that, this looks like DVD quality. So as I see him putting lube on her asshole, I know that I will cum to the image of her getting jollyrogered tonight, since the only thing she could do now to turn me off is grow a penis on her forehead. And I still might jerk to that.

Sadly, I will not be able to finish my story tonight that I intended on finishing. I only have so much non-consent story writing juice and it's all used up. But tomorrow... tomorrow, I'm gonna finish it, have someone edit it and send it off to Literotica to claim my 2.56 rating.

rosco rathbone said:
When you've really got that orgone monkey on your back, you can jack until there's nothing left but sand and gizzard stones rattling around in the bottom of your sac while a faraway flute plays a warbling two-note theme and the camera pans over the shimmering wasteland. You can jack until your member is so sore that you have to swaddle it in lotion-soaked tissues to prevent painful chafing as you walk about the village. You can jack until you recoil in revulsion from the compulsive repetition of your own tired fantasies. You can jack and jack,morning noon and night, teeth clenched in anger but never will you feel the cooling caress of sweet relief upon your brow when that old orgone monkey is riding on your back.
Surely you must have taken some class on being this way. You must be a professional writer. Who else talks like this?
 
MechaBlade said:
I downloaded this video which I know 100% that I'm going to cum to in about 10-15 mins (it's rare to have such certainity. When I approach orgasm, I flip through my porn video clip collection faster than an ADHD kid watching Satellite TV on speed). I know I'm going to cum to it because the intro is so fucking hot. It's like an amateur video: very few cuts, just a guy and a girl, the girl doesn't look like a porn star and MOST OF ALL it looks like she's into it. She's sucking this guys cock, sucking his balls and even licks his asshole with no pushing from him. I've never seen that in porn. Not only that, this looks like DVD quality. So as I see him putting lube on her asshole, I know that I will cum to the image of her getting jollyrogered tonight, since the only thing she could do now to turn me off is grow a penis on her forehead. And I still might jerk to that.

Sadly, I will not be able to finish my story tonight that I intended on finishing. I only have so much non-consent story writing juice and it's all used up. But tomorrow... tomorrow, I'm gonna finish it, have someone edit it and send it off to Literotica to claim my 2.56 rating.


Surely you must have taken some class on being this way. You must be a professional writer. Who else talks like this?


I've wondered the same thing :confused:

And you do NOT deserve a 2.56, dear.

Why can't I find good amateur porn? Teach me? :D
 
Oh, I've been all jittery down below for a day or two. Reminds me of when I was younger and I would only masturbate late at night or when my parents were gone. I would get all excited to do it in the living room when they were gone, using one of the massagers or humping the ottoman while watching skin-a-max

I will cum good today, oh yes
 
Three hours ago I lay in bed, right index circling my clit, eyes closed, imagination working on some of the ways my partner and I will play this evening.








rosco rathbone said:
When you've really got that orgone monkey on your back, you can jack until there's nothing left but sand and gizzard stones rattling around in the bottom of your sac while a faraway flute plays a warbling two-note theme and the camera pans over the shimmering wasteland. You can jack until your member is so sore that you have to swaddle it in lotion-soaked tissues to prevent painful chafing as you walk about the village. You can jack until you recoil in revulsion from the compulsive repetition of your own tired fantasies. You can jack and jack,morning noon and night, teeth clenched in anger but never will you feel the cooling caress of sweet relief upon .....


........former self and I had the powerful sensation that my cock had drained all vitality from my form and was actually leading me towards the roman ejaculatorium; actually dragging me in its wake like a small insistent zeppelin.

Finally, I had an overwhelming, exasperated feeling of Oh for fuck's sake. Not again. I 've nothing left to give. Not again, please.
That's a form of masturbation in its' own right.
 
aussiemilky

needed that
me on my back slipping dildo into my girl
licking her clit and surrounds
she has cock in mouth
tits wobbling
gotago
 
I had a new experience this day. It was a four-stage O.

I was jacking and thinking-in-pictures (and raw feels) about a topic that is often on my mind: the permeable boundary between bdsm relations and abuse, and the danger of anger, sexual anger, non-sexual anger that becomes sexual....

Meeting in solemn conclave, we masters expatiate upon consensuality, self-control, and many other excellent virtues and standards that set our brand of sexual violence apart from that practiced by proles. As a member of perverse society and a rational man of letters, I acknowledge the need for rules and regulations; the demands of the codes and tables of bdsm law. I bend the knee to the wise council of bdsm elders; that sage and reasonable body of men which guides and protects the perverse community. That is to say, I do my duty. However. however......I have this maddening fascination with those cases that lie in the grey areas which the law, by its very nature, cannot allow.

I was jacking and thinking the usual thoughts; but right before conclusion I had a sudden mental image of an angry fight between a man and a woman being ended with a hard slap to the face. Not a "bdsm slap"--a shut-the-fuck-up slap. Abusive, in other words; and despite my better nature, I lost it and Oed. Feeling the moral high ground crumbling beneath my feet as I did so!

The O went like this: It started off very routinely, and for several seconds I thought nothing of it. Then, all of a sudden, it was as if the floor were made of rotten wood and had crumbled under my weight, dropping me precipitously into a dark basement. This is the actual mental image I had. Falling through the floor of a haunted masturbation orgasm funhouse. My knees buckled; I listed heavily to port and began to moan oh..oh...oh. Then I felt as if my head were a helium balloon filled with colorful gasses and I was lifted up, up and up, above the town and countryside. Then all of a sudden, I seemed to be smashing a battering ram through the stone walls of a city under seige. Bam! Bam! Bam! Arg! Through all four stages I was spurting seed. A four stage O!
 
I have decided not to jack until I finish my Godfather story. All I need is to write the end and fill in some words.

It will not be posted at Lit, even though I think it's coming extremeafuckinglutely well. Not for a long while anyway.

rosco rathbone said:
Meeting in solemn conclave, we masters expatiate upon consensuality, self-control, and many other excellent virtues and standards that set our brand of sexual violence apart from that practiced by proles.
I understand this and feel bad when I think about certain things: about real life situations, and whether or not I would get hard if I was ever present in a situation that resembled anything close to my dark fantasies.

I resolve these thoughts by knowing that I would never ever hurt another innocent being and as for my perverse fantasies... well, the dick wants what it wants, but in the end, I decide what it gets.
 
naughtygirl69s said:
And you do NOT deserve a 2.56, dear.
No, I don't deserve it. And yet there it is.

Why can't I find good amateur porn? Teach me? :D
I can't find good amateur porn most of the time either. I got a torrent of that video I was talking about. However, the video turned bad after he lubed her. No, no cock on her forehead, but the camerawork when down the toilet.
 
I jerked off 4 times in the last 3 hours. Hypersexual doesn't even begin to describe my recent state.

My most recent extraction, just minutes ago, found myself in a climax like I haven't seen in a while. I found myself making vicious evil-eyed faces, as though I were pushing up the last rep on the benchpress and not caressing my own member into orgasm.

I actually roared outloud and bared teeth as the contractions sent shockwaves through my body.

My reaction is never this violent.
 
Wow, my dick has been a source of incredible pleasure for me recently.

I tend to have a love/hate relationship with my member, definitely firmly entrenched in the love side right now.
 
I Oed this day. The orgone balloon busted like the wreck of the Hindenburg, spewing flaming gas into the sky. Oh the orgasm humanity. I was grunting Uh! Unnh! Unnh! with the strong contractions. Very strong tingleing electrical sensations played over my skin. Every once in a while, I get a bit of sweet relief. Thank you, Great Creator.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I Oed this day. The orgone balloon busted like the wreck of the Hindenburg, spewing flaming gas into the sky. Oh the orgasm humanity. I was grunting Uh! Unnh! Unnh! with the strong contractions. Very strong tingleing electrical sensations played over my skin. Every once in a while, I get a bit of sweet relief. Thank you, Great Creator.

Yo dude, I think our cycles are n'sync.
 
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