Jacking-Off Log

[Marquis]

I bet a sex addict group would be a great place to pick up chicks.

 

[LadyFunkenstein]

A needy batch of crazies, I'd think. Fuck and run.

 

[LOST&FOUND]

I haven't had a good wank for a while, I think I need something else to spice things up a bit.

 

[garbage can]

A needy batch of crazies, I'd think. Fuck and run.

Or, run to fuck.

 

[Slutacus]

I bet a sex addict group would be a great place to pick up chicks.

You are quite funny.

 

[Moon Dragon]

I only did it twice yesterday. The first time was just a release before work ... a single orgasm to relieve tension.

The second time was late at night and I gave myself 7 very different orgasms that were all very nice before I passed out smiling. The first O was basically a warm-up ... I rubbed my clit slowly and lightly at first and then harder and faster. Once I orgasmed I grabbed my dildo and ran it over my slit to spread the juices around. I didn't give myself enough time to open fully before I began to work it in, (that sensation of initial penetration lasts longer when I have to push hard like that and back out a few times before it finally slides in,) and I moved it slowly and steadily to prolong it and climaxed very sweetly. I kept it moving at that pace til my O subsided and then I maintained the pace but worked it a little harder ... that O was stronger. Then I tried faster and hard like that and came so good I considered stopping there for a moment. But I kept going and used fast, short strokes and gave myself another even better one. Then I pounded myself until I convulsed in pleasure and screamed at the moment of climax ... that one lasted a long time too. For a cool down, I kept it inside of me and moved it lazily while focusing on my clit again and got one last, sweet O before I withdrew the dildo and passed out.

 

[Marquis]

I don't think I've masturbated since the beginning of the moratorium, discluding jerking off into a female's mouth, which I really don't count as masturbation.

No wait, I probably jacked in the shower too, at least once or twice. Well, in any case, I have found not masturbating to be an overall enriching experience and I am back on the wagon so to speak.

 

[rosco rathbone]

I've been making love to the hand every 8 hours round the clock ever since the armistice ended. I seem to have an all-or-nothing problem when it comes to jacking.


...Ek-sistence, thought in terms of ecstasis, does not coincide with existentia in either form or content. In terms of content ek-sistence means standing out into the truth of Being. Existentia (existence) means in contrast actualitatis, actuality as opposed to mere possibility as Idea. Ek-sistence identifies the determination of what man is in the destiny of truth.Existentia is the name for the realization of something that is at it appears in its Idea. The sentence 'Man ek-sistssssssssssssszzzzzzzz...

Suddenly I come to and realize that the volume of Heidegger has slipped to the floor and that I've been in a trance of unknown duration, leaning back in my executive chair and that my cock is sticking straight up from my fly. I give it a squeeze and a pre-orgasmic shockwave passes through my body. I must have been jacking the whole time I was reading, without even realizing it. THoughts of existenz intermingling and co-existing with fantasies of oral servitude and man as master of the household. I remember nothing of what I've been reading. Into the roman ejaculatorium I go, thoughtfully, cock leading the way. I assume the position and summon one of the regular ghosts. A quick flurry of activity and the seed jets forth with a satisfying feeling of release. No more time or emotional involvement than if I, feeling the pressure of a full bladder, had set down my tome and gone to piss.

 

[MechaBlade]

"Godfather, I come to ask a favor of you. But first, here is my beautiful daughter Diana..."

Currently writing this story. I'm gonna try to stay close to how rosco first described it, but I think I'm going to make him talk while she sucks in silence (with an occasional nod to his questions).

Lately, I have been getting up very early in the morning and feeling very groggy for the first ten minutes or so. When I get in the shower and pull on my cock (for comfort's sake, not for stimulation) I am usually reminded of the scene from But I'm a Cheerleader in which Natasha Lyonne is slowly masturbating with this almost bored look on her face. Her eyes are half closed and she looks somewhat sleepy, a look of subdued ecstasy on her face, not unlike the way one looks after eating a slice of cake that was much more delicious than was previously expected.

That gets me started and my thoughts then turn to my latest fantasy which spawned from a preview set of pictures from SweetAuditions. In this picset, a particularly pale redhead is "auditioning" for something and of course gets fucked, a typical storyline for all this "I've tricked you into sex, bitch!" net porn that is all the rage now (which actually works very well for me). Anyway, I took the story a different way: this pale redhead (carrottop, really) rents an apartment from a lascivious landlord, and he's taking his payments in ass rather than cash. It's also a very cliched scenario, but I'll be damned if I don't get harder than Chinese calculus when I think of this pale bitch letting some evil man getting balls deep in her red rubbery asshole every month so she can continue to have a place to live.

Anyway, that's what I'm up to.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Currently writing this story. I'm gonna try to stay close to how rosco first described it, but I think I'm going to make him talk while she sucks in silence (with an occasional nod to his questions).

Right on mecha, be sure and link us wankers when it goes up on literotica.

pull on my cock (for comfort's sake, not for stimulation).

A very common phenomenon around here.

a typical storyline for all this "I've tricked you into sex, bitch!" net porn that is all the rage now (which actually works very well for me).

Very telling choice of phrase; me thinks.

Anyway, I took the story a different way: this pale redhead (carrottop, really) rents an apartment from a lascivious landlord, and he's taking his payments in ass rather than cash. It's also a very cliched scenario, but I'll be damned if I don't get harder than Chinese calculus when I think of this pale bitch letting some evil man getting balls deep in her red rubbery asshole every month so she can continue to have a place to live.

Anyway, that's what I'm up to.

That's a good one.

 

[bg23]

three times yesterday...once in the afternoon and twice at night.

not yet this evening.

and mechablade...er, if you need an editor...

 

[luxey313]

We are on our way to dinner, 6'ish.. traffic steady.
Not saying much, enjoying the ride with you.
I see you messing with your pants, thinking you are getting the cell out of your front pocket I glance over.
I find your cock in a semi-hard state in your hand pulled out of the jeans, waistband of your underwear just pulled down.
I look at your eyes, look down, get on my knees in the seat of the car- ass against the window and slowly begin to nurse your cock with my mouth.
Giving it steady encouragement with my young lips and tongue. Taking my time and enjoying the oppurtunity I get to spend with your cock.
Letting plenty of spit down the shaft, swirling my tongue on the head- sucking your cock as we tour to the dinner we are going to have.
As I feel the vehicle slow, I glance up at you to see if we have arrived, pushing my head down a bit more to let me know to continue, I can feel your cautious eyes on the road and your cock hardening.
Taking you into my throat one last time, I feel you tense and tell me to swallow in a calming, instructive tone as you park the car.
I of course do- because I love to have part of you in me. You zip up, I check my face for left over bits. I find some you, you push it into my mouth as I look at you.

That is what I wanked to in my head at 2am.

 

[snojo]

That is what I wanked to in my head at 2am.

And now it's my turn....

 

[Marquis]

And now it's my turn....

Word.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Been holding it in three days now and my interest in human females is returning. I am a neurochemical puppet. Allan Bloom says we must sublimate in order to percieve the good, the true and the beautiful. Sublimate sublimate sublimate.

Reading the R. Crumb "Devil Girl" strip that the stirbird posted in BDSM forum made me want to jack it. I think it both humiliating and amusing that I can be sexually "turned on" by cartoon sexuality.

 

[Marquis]

Travelling is always deleterious to my masturbation schedule.

 

[Image]

Reading the R. Crumb "Devil Girl" strip that the stirbird posted in BDSM forum made me want to jack it. I think it both humiliating and amusing that I can be sexually "turned on" by cartoon sexuality.

I've often wondered why I'm sometimes stimulated by cartoon sex myself... Realizing it wasn't the modern day cartoons such as anime or hentai that did it, I could only conclude that it was a left over from my childhood.

They were the first pornographic pictures I had seen. I think a magazine called "Horse Shit" that my much older brother had hidden away. I used to steal away and read it in the closet when he was out...

I'm sure I was prepubescent... I remember how tiny my boobs were and how light the hair growth but masturbation was as intuitive then as it is now...



Stirbird's thread on the GB is arousing as well...

 

[rosco rathbone]

I too had childhood experience of the twisted sexuality of the great era of 60s underground comix. Two images have stuck with me to this day: an alien doctor leaning over a man shackled to a table and saying "EARTHMAN!!! GIVE US YOUR SEEEEEEEEEED!!!!!!!!" and a crumb-type drawing of a spoonful of come boiling, with the legend "A spoonful of hot bubbling come!". ANd I have a weird obsession with sperm to this day.

I'm not sure if these things appealed to (and horrified!) me because they were in alignment with my pre-existing nature; or if they shaped me; or some spiralling combination of the two.

 

[MechaBlade]

I too had childhood experience of the twisted sexuality of the great era of 60s underground comix. Two images have stuck with me to this day: an alien doctor leaning over a man shackled to a table and saying "EARTHMAN!!! GIVE US YOUR SEEEEEEEEEED!!!!!!!!" and a crumb-type drawing of a spoonful of come boiling, with the legend "A spoonful of hot bubbling come!". ANd I have a weird obsession with sperm to this day.

I'm not sure if these things appealed to (and horrified!) me because they were in alignment with my pre-existing nature; or if they shaped me; or some spiralling combination of the two.

I'm guessing that comic book wasn't for kids.

 

[rosco rathbone]

I'm guessing that comic book wasn't for kids.

Nah, I found it digging through my hippie grandpa's stash of weird shit.


Where the hell is the story, man??

 

[Marquis]

Pumped iron yesterday, jogged today, pumping again tomorrow.

I'm on my A game and retention of seed is going to be an important element. No self induced orgasms for a while.

 

[bethanyman]

once this morning and again at 5:00 any one wanna join me?

 

[dgnerate_gamblr]

Pumped iron yesterday, jogged today, pumping again tomorrow.

I'm on my A game and retention of seed is going to be an important element. No self induced orgasms for a while.

What are you saving it for?

 

[Ms. Sharon]

wow, a jacking off log lol

 

[Marquis]

What are you saving it for?

I find myself asking this question all the time.

For now, I'll go with "some wretched whore's gaping maw," but in the end a tissue may do just as well.