Jacking-Off Log

[Hester]

They can implant electrical stimulators in the nucleus accumbens and the mesolimbic that a lab animal can learn to control.

Of course once it does, it continuously self-administers, forgoing food and eventually dies of starvation.

Would be a great way to die, though.

i see this as a marketing opportunity---we can combine the sex and diet industries into one fabulous product. you think viagra was a success, wait until this hits market

 

[Oliver Clozoff]

where's the consent form? i'm ready to sign!

I love your sense of altruism and thirst for... knowledge.

*wonders how to work blowjobs into research protocol*

 

[Hester]

I love your sense of altruism and thirst for... knowledge.

*wonders how to work blowjobs into research protocol*

effects of jaw position?

 

[Oliver Clozoff]

effects of jaw position?

Excellent point. that's sure to confound our findings otherwise.

*nods*

Try some of this poondalini, btw. I prefer it with the alfredo.

Yum.

 

[rosco rathbone]

nucleus accumbens

One of my favorite scenes in all of sci fi is the beginning of Larry Niven's The Ringworld Engineers. The hero has been "living under the wire" for twenty years, spending 23 hours a day sitting in lotos position with his pleasure centre implant turned on. A timer turns it off for the other hour, in which he bathes, eats, exercises, defecates and so on, with a grim dedication to preserving his body. The point is made that it actually takes incredible will and self-denial to do the basics needed for bodily health instead of just dying of filth and starvation, in ecstasy.

 

[Oliver Clozoff]

One of my favorite scenes in all of sci fi is the beginning of Larry Niven's The Ringworld Engineers. The hero has been "living under the wire" for twenty years, spending 23 hours a day sitting in lotos position with his pleasure centre implant turned on. A timer turns it off for the other hour, in which he bathes, eats, exercises, defecates and so on, with a grim dedication to preserving his body. The point is made that it actually takes incredible will and self-denial to do the basics needed for bodily health instead of just dying of filth and starvation, in ecstasy.

Wow. I can imagine that would be quite the act of discipline.

He must have to give up that lifestyle for some reason, though, right? As enjoyable as it might be to live that existence, readers need a little plot and character development to stimulate their own accumbens.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Wow. I can imagine that would be quite the act of discipline.

He must have to give up that lifestyle for some reason, though, right? As enjoyable as it might be to live that existence, readers need a little plot and character development to stimulate their own accumbens.

He gets kidnapped by people (aliens) who need his skills and they rip the implant right out of his bean and use it as bait.

 

[Oliver Clozoff]

He gets kidnapped by people (aliens) who need his skills and they rip the implant right out of his bean and use it as bait.

Sounds cool. I imagine he'd do just about anything to get direct stimulation to the accumbens.

I've seen what people do for crack and it ain't pretty.

 

[tortoise]

Using a pleasure implant as a carrot is a fantastic ploy. I dig it.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Sounds cool. I imagine he'd do just about anything to get direct stimulation to the accumbens.

I've seen what people do for crack and it ain't pretty.

I've been reading a lot of Skinner...Beyond Freedom and Dignity, Behaviour Of Organisms, Walden Two. It's time for a Skinner revival.

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

Sounds cool. I imagine he'd do just about anything to get direct stimulation to the accumbens.

I've seen what people do for crack and it ain't pretty.

I wonder how lit stimulates the brain. The amount of time people spend here (I spend here) has a whiff of addiction about it.

Knowing I had some pictures up gave me a little thrill all day, and then I come to my favourite thread - the best one in all of lit - and see my body mentioned. You may find this ridiculous, but I get some kind of high from that - from the exposure and the response. I'm here at my friend's place, looking after her during her medical treatment, so I can't take another picture. She's sleeping at the moment. I've never masturbated when I've stayed with her, but tonight, I might do it in the bathroom, and see if I can recreate the pee-gasm of my early childhood like what naughtygirl69 was talking about back here :
https://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=17259137&postcount=1859.

This particular thread feels like a home thread for me. I have almost a posessive feeling about it, which I know I have no right to.

I have never enjoyed physical pain during sex or at any other time. For me rough sex is limited to the feeling of strength and power. Never pain for pain's sake. So looking at my bottom as the object of a desire to flog is ... interesting. Being desired is always erotic.

 

[Hester]

i don't know if "enjoy" is the appropriate term, but i often get off on pain. there are times it's what pushes me over the top. i'll go so far as to use pain during masturbation, not just in partnered sex.

not necessary all the time, but at some times it seems to heighten the pleasurable sensations. i'm not sure if it's simply endorphins or other chemicals or some kind of confused signal in my brain.

i also get off on giving pain at times, so who knows what this is all about.

i feel homey in here as well.

hope your friend is okay

 

[LowMurmur]

So looking at my bottom as the object of a desire to flog is ... interesting. Being desired is always erotic.

I'm thinking you've come to the right place. . .

 

[tortoise]

It most certainly is a glorious bottom.

And this is definitely a kick-ass thread. Kudos to rosco and all of the co-conspirators. Vive la petite morte! Heh.

 

[Marquis]

Had a monster jack earlier, after having already jacked many times today. It seems that they sometimes do get better with frequency.

 

[bridgeburner]

Saw some accidental porn last night. I rented "Thriller: A Cruel Film" which was much of the inspiration for Tarrantino's Kill Bill movies. Basic synopsis is that a mute woman is forcibly hooked on heroine in order to assure her cooperation in her own prostitution. She secretly begins aquiring the skills to revenge herself on her captor and abusers.

It's a Swedish film from 1974 in the giallo tradition so one expects a certain amount of sexploitation, but there are actual hardcore shots inserted into the film which come as a bit of a surprise --- particularly the anal play and the fact that there's a money shot at the end of one of the scenes.

Running images from the film in my head managed to distract me from unpleasant thoughts of the mundane world and by the time I went to bed I was able to indulge in a therapeutic brain-distracting jack and then drop almost immediately into the Lethe.

I think the longer, drawn out O's are perhaps here to stay. At first I assumed it was just a passing phase, but they haven't reverted to the singular, shorter type. I wonder if it's hormonal or perhaps one of those brain tricks that after you learn how to do something that seemed like magic before, it becomes so easy as to be automatic. Like the magic eye pictures, once you figure out how to see them, you can't un-see them. Now that I've stumbled upon these intense and rolly O's I'm going to keep having them.

Oh goody!



-B

 

[Oliver Clozoff]

I wonder how lit stimulates the brain. The amount of time people spend here (I spend here) has a whiff of addiction about it.

Knowing I had some pictures up gave me a little thrill all day, and then I come to my favourite thread - the best one in all of lit - and see my body mentioned. You may find this ridiculous, but I get some kind of high from that - from the exposure and the response.

Hester's already agreed to have her brain scanned as she O's. Maybe we can find some scannertime to have you surf lit and we can study the brain effects of you reading the responses of men perving Oliviabooty.

 

[bridgeburner]

Oliver,

Perhaps you know the answer to this:

In all of those studies about orgasms --- how many, how strong, what kind, what part of the brain lights up etc. --- I always wonder how exactly they're inducing them. I mean, they aren't always studying hyper-orgasmic subjects. I would imagine for most studies it's just the averagely orgasmic woman.

How do they go about inducing all those orgasms?


Enquiring minds want to know.

 

[Oliver Clozoff]

Oliver,

Perhaps you know the answer to this:

In all of those studies about orgasms --- how many, how strong, what kind, what part of the brain lights up etc. --- I always wonder how exactly they're inducing them. I mean, they aren't always studying hyper-orgasmic subjects. I would imagine for most studies it's just the averagely orgasmic woman.

How do they go about inducing all those orgasms?


Enquiring minds want to know.

I don't think a huge amount of that is known. I know that the non-dominant prefrontal cortex (right for most of us) is activated when subjects report sexual arousal. There is one study I just found on medline of men that showed activation of the same brain regions involved in pleasurable activities including drug use (same areas mentioned earlier in this thread). No surprises there.

We are on the cusp of Ollie's dream - being able to distinguish women's faked orgasms from real ones.

hehe

 

[bridgeburner]

We are on the cusp of Ollie's dream - being able to distinguish women's faked orgasms from real ones.

hehe

I can't imagine that it doesn't feel different to a guy. I'd think that spastic clenching is pretty hard to fake. How many women do the kegel's required to pulse their internal muscles like that?

A friend of mine lives by the rule that any woman who fakes orgasms deserves to have to. While I can see the merit of that argument I can't judge too harshly the impulse to flatter one's partner in the event that you don't reach the O.

 

[Recidiva]

I can't imagine that it doesn't feel different to a guy. I'd think that spastic clenching is pretty hard to fake. How many women do the kegel's required to pulse their internal muscles like that?

A friend of mine lives by the rule that any woman who fakes orgasms deserves to have to. While I can see the merit of that argument I can't judge too harshly the impulse to flatter one's partner in the event that you don't reach the O.

Control over that musculature though can make some guys suspicious. I will never forget the guy's tone of voice "You can do that voluntarily?"

It was like I'd kicked his puppy in the junk.

 

[bridgeburner]

Control over that musculature though can make some guys suspicious. I will never forget the guy's tone of voice "You can do that voluntarily?"

It was like I'd kicked his puppy in the junk.

Hahaha! I can see how that might be. All I've ever gotten was a "Jesus, fuck! Do that again," although I did get the fish-eye once, but I don't know exactly what he was thinking because he didn't say.

 

[Hester]

I can't imagine that it doesn't feel different to a guy. I'd think that spastic clenching is pretty hard to fake. How many women do the kegel's required to pulse their internal muscles like that?

A friend of mine lives by the rule that any woman who fakes orgasms deserves to have to. While I can see the merit of that argument I can't judge too harshly the impulse to flatter one's partner in the event that you don't reach the O.

i have pretty good muscle control. i generally don't fake (weird reason for this) but i suppose i could if i had to.

 

[Recidiva]

i have pretty good muscle control. i generally don't fake (weird reason for this) but i suppose i could if i had to.

I can understand why people do fake.

The same reason why I can understand why people cheat at solitaire.

One of those vagaries of human nature that I don't quite get, but must acknowledge exists.

Particularly in relationships based on economics or where the guys are bargaining to have sex or have sensitive egos.

 

[rosco rathbone]

I got off a mere pipecleaner somewhere around the witching hour last night. It really wasn't worth the effort. O=anticlimax, like a fat man trying to climb over a low wall and heaving himself up, then flopping--as opposed to a circus man being shot from a cannon.

Then, this morning, I was awakened round about nautical twilight by the keening of the psychopomps outside my window, tried to roll over, and nearly broke my bone, it was so stiff. I commenced jacking and made it last about half-an-hour until it were time to get up. I kept orbiting around one hot-button image for me; that of slapping a female in the head for disrespectful talk in the home and then bending her over for harsh, patriarchal lovemaking from the posterior position. As I replayed this over and over, I had a mounting electrical feeling in my limbs, as if the center of my palms and the soles of my feet were arcing out to some ethereal ground. When I Oed, I almost heard a distinct, sharp report like a pistol shot.