Jacking-Off Log

[Marquis]

that's some deep shit, M.

anything you can replace it with?

Unprotected sex?

 

[bridgeburner]

I keep finding this over and over in pervs. The desire to be multiple people/viewpoints/whatever at once.

Perhaps the more people you are the more vast your total experience, essentially the bigger the fuck. Rather than containing the fuck of one person, you experience the fuck of several people at once.

We could rate it like horsepower. "I had a fantasy of 400 fuckpower last night."

 

[rosco rathbone]

Perhaps the more people you are the more vast your total experience, essentially the bigger the fuck. Rather than containing the fuck of one person, you experience the fuck of several people at once.

We could rate it like horsepower. "I had a fantasy of 400 fuckpower last night."

I know that my own fascination with voyeurism/exhibitionism/humiliation/forced shared sex comes directly from an idea to be multiple flies on the wall of my own experience.

 

[Hester]

Unprotected sex?

*buzzer

something not self-destructive, ya crazy bastage?

 

[rosco rathbone]

shit, i'm not like that at all. does this mean i'm kicked out of the club?

We'll grandfather you in somehow.

 

[Marquis]

*buzzer

something not self-destructive, ya crazy bastage?

I'll work on it.

 

[tortoise]

perhaps it's more a matter of how we choose to exorcise our demons rather than what they are.

Totally.

I prefer free-range demons, myself. Sunlight keeps them from festering.


My mouth is full of demons, I swear to God. - Throwing Muses

 

[Recidiva]

I think there's also a fear that loosing your demons will mean you have no control of them.

Sometimes that's a very good thing.

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

sex/hate and sex/sadness:

sex is a place for me to embrace ALL of my emotions in a "safe," limited, well-defined context.

I guess I can imagine hate/rage as part of sex. In my fantasies about women, I feel how hate/rage play a subtle role. But you asked earlier about orgasm and crying, and said that never happens for you. So I am getting very curious about you, Hester - about your sadness. I don't know ... but I wonder if you are blocked on that. I'm most blocked on aggression, and working on it.

I think if the sadness went away, I might miss it.

I like the way sadness brings me back to myself. I suppose pain does that for some people. Being able to hurt is a part of knowing you're alive.

 

[Hester]

sex/hate and sex/sadness:
I guess I can imagine hate/rage as part of sex. In my fantasies about women, I feel how hate/rage play a subtle role. But you asked earlier about orgasm and crying, and said that never happens for you. So I am getting very curious about you, Hester - about your sadness. I don't know ... but I wonder if you are blocked on that. I'm most blocked on aggression, and working on it.

I like the way sadness brings me back to myself. I suppose pain does that for some people. Being able to hurt is a part of knowing you're alive.

i don't think blocked. i think i choose to experience sadness in a different context. it doesn't mix well with sex for me. it's seemingly contrary to some of my kinks, but there's always an element of joy in sex for me. and i don't want to inflict sadness on my partner

i'm more likely to experience sadness alone in the forest. the trees can handle it and are very soothing.

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

I know that my own fascination with voyeurism/exhibitionism/humiliation/forced shared sex comes directly from an idea to be multiple flies on the wall of my own experience.

Now I wonder. I like the fantasy of being given by one man to another, and it is the multiple eyes, the witnessing that underlines my non-ego state. I imagine being filmed in various acts, because it is another vantage point and a further objectification. I suppose each view is really my view.

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

i don't think blocked. i think i choose to experience sadness in a different context. it doesn't mix well with sex for me. it's seemingly contrary to some of my kinks, but there's always an element of joy in sex for me. and i don't want to inflict sadness on my partner

i'm more likely to experience sadness alone in the forest. the trees can handle it and are very soothing.

Damn it, that makes me feel so tender towards you (tenderness not wanted by you, I'm sure). I don't think of sadness as inflicted.

I also have fantasies, though, that are eroticized tenderness. Nothing like that described in this thread, and I'd feel very exposed to describe them.

 

[Hester]

Damn it, that makes me feel so tender towards you (tenderness not wanted by you, I'm sure). I don't think of sadness as inflicted.

I also have fantasies, though, that are eroticized tenderness. Nothing like that described in this thread, and I'd feel very exposed to describe them.

tenderness from women is always welcome; women are my major source of tenderness, which is one of many reason i value my female friends so much.

this little exchange helped me figure out something i've never been able to grasp but have been perplexed by. very, very cool. thank you.

PMs can be a better place to express some ideas.

 

[pinkladyzz11]

Me too.

I think if the sadness went away, I might miss it.

Interesting. I read this while cleaning out old stuff in my office and thought perhaps you keep things, or even emotions, until you have no further need for them and then you let them go.

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

tenderness from women is always welcome; women are my major source of tenderness, which is one of many reason i value my female friends so much.

this little exchange helped me figure out something i've never been able to grasp but have been perplexed by. very, very cool. thank you.

PMs can be a better place to express some ideas.

I came to lit searching for something I couldn't name, and I found it here.

 

[bridgeburner]

I know that my own fascination with voyeurism/exhibitionism/humiliation/forced shared sex comes directly from an idea to be multiple flies on the wall of my own experience.

For me it's a kind of gluttony -- I want the sensations of the fucked and the fucker and the watchers waiting their turn and those merely cheering on. I want to wallow in it and soak it all up until I'm full to bursting.

And then I want a nap.

 

[Hester]

I came to lit searching for something I couldn't name, and I found it here.

curious place in that regard, isn't it.

i think it has been a saving grace of sorts for many of us

 

[Marquis]

Interesting. I read this while cleaning out old stuff in my office and thought perhaps you keep things, or even emotions, until you have no further need for them and then you let them go.

This knocked me flat on my ass.

Way deeper than I care to go into in a thread about beating your meat.

 

[naughtygirl69s]

i think brain chem with puritanical mores is a great mix! that's why i've preferred to date guys who grew up catholic. there's something highly erotic about seeing a man with so much lust that it overcomes that much guilt and shame. nasty, dirty men-whores, those altar boys. love 'em.

sex is so much better with a healthy dose of sin.

mmm, wow, I DO love how you think! and I fucking LOVE this thread, if I NEVER read another thing on lit besides this thread I would be happy!

Even tho I was feeling completely non-sexual, last night I was stimulated, DEEPLY, that kind of stimulation that is WAY into your brain. I found myself writhing and wiggling trying to get stimulation into my sloppy wanton cunt. I tried to distract myself thinking I would NEVER be able to cum but that didnt' work either. I finally decided to do it, I humped my massager, I ALMOST didn't turn the thing on, but then I thought I'd challenge myself and see howlong I could hold out with the vibrations massaging my button and my labia being vibrated from the inside out.

I was loud, moaning, grunting, imagining being a lil girl held on Daddy's lap and being whispered to in my ear "that's it baby girl, be a naughty peeing girl on Daddy, don't cum yet, no! Not yet! wait, wait, oh yes pee on Daddy"

The orgasm rocked me sooooo fucking hard, it was deep and long and satisfying...yessssssss

 

[pinkladyzz11]

I was loud, moaning, grunting, imagining being a lil girl held on Daddy's lap and being whispered to in my ear "that's it baby girl, be a naughty peeing girl on Daddy, don't cum yet, no! Not yet! wait, wait, oh yes pee on Daddy"

I plan to borrow this one for later tonight.

 

[naughtygirl69s]

I plan to borrow this one for later tonight.

I'll PM you something, if you like.

*edit* nevermind, I can't find it. I thought it was a PM I received but it must have been in a thread. The "story" that inspired that dialogue/fantasy

Anyway, enjoy!

 

[Hester]

the earlier one didn't last me until bed time.

pretty much a repeat performance of midmorn, assisted by some written material, as much as i hate to use it. cleared my head though so it was worth it.

 

[Hester]

2x before bed. about an hour apart, stuck on something someone planted in my head earlier.

morning was typical, woke at 4:26, tried to fall back asleep, but the vaginal alarm clock wouldn't shut up. i need a snooze button for my libido.

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

Last night, at about 3:30 am. I'd been surfing, and looked at some twisted stuff that got me so aroused, I was afraid I'd cum too fast and not have the full intensity, so I kept slowing myself down. My pussy got as swollen and soaked as it does for real sex, and had a huge orgasm, then another one, both just with fingers. After, I felt weird and dirty.

I want love.

 

[Hester]

pre nap jack

don't really remember much other than the fact that i committed the heinous sin of self abuse prior to sleeping like a baby