Jacking-Off Log

[Luscious D]

Where's my nickname?

 

[MechaBlade]

Where's my nickname?

where's your jack?

 

[Luscious D]

where's your jack?

I didn't do one today, well not yet anyway.

 

[tortoise]

This was very evocative for me - the otherness of being touched so differently from how you touch yourself, breaking out of old patterns. I changed to my left hand today as a way to be less competent, slow myself down. Very frustrating, and let me take longer, and at the last second went back to my right hand.

I do the "wrong" hand jacking from time to time, too. Deliciously frustrating, just as you describe. Even with my ultralight, ultraslow jack, the temptation was so very strong to increase tempo and pressure just before climax, but I resisted, and the end result was soooo worth it. Even if it the orgasm hadn't been as intense as it was, the process was delicious, and well worth repeating. New masturbatory discoveries are rare, and that scarcity increases their value. Diamonds in the jacking rough.

It was also evocative because I love to touch/suck a penis very gently sometimes, not aiming to bring an orgasm, but rather the sweet, unhurried sensations of attending. Rosco wrote something about that too, a little while ago, that I related to. It is fulfilling to hear about familiar experiences from the other side.

I absolutely love that. Too often sex (and, by extension, masturbation) is about rushing to a destination, rather than enjoying the sensations of the journey. Exploring, paying attention to all five senses, stopping to smell (and taste, and feel, and listen to, and study visually) the genitalia. Especially, as you mention, with the oral sex. When I'm licking a girl, my hunger for her release may even exceed her own, so making it a slow journey is as much an exquisite torture for me as it is for her (perhaps more so). But the sheer joy of pussy exploration, just getting completely lost in her and her reactions, my entire focus shrinking to a glistening pink microcosm… it's the most delicious thing in the world to me.

It would be fun to make a pact with your partner beforehand, to have occasional sessions devoted entirely to non-goal oriented, journey-focused, orgasm-free sex. To some, that would be akin to sexual sacrilege.

 

[Luscious D]

I like to mostly late at nite just before I go to sleep.

Laying in my bed wearing my pj's and snuggled up next to my teddy.

 

[Hester]

i need to get back on a regular jacking schedule. i'm going nuts.

 

[rosco rathbone]

I jayed twice last night and I feel pretty good about it.

I almost jayed again after watching some japanese chick with tight pants go by.

 

[Luscious D]

I jayed twice last night and I feel pretty good about it.

I almost jayed again after watching some japanese chick with tight pants go by.

Sorry nothing to report here.

 

[Marquis]

I jayed twice last night and I feel pretty good about it.

I almost jayed again after watching some japanese chick with tight pants go by.

How do you know she was Japanese?

 

[rosco rathbone]

How do you know she was Japanese?

I'm pretty good with the Asian races. I'll bet on my calls any day.

 

[Guest]

 

[spacekowboy]

Holy fuck , that's hot.

 

[tortoise]

Oh.


My.


Goodness!

<jaw gaping wide, panting>

Absolutely, deliciously exquisite, FnA. Thank you!

(!!!)

(did I mention !!!?)

 

[KIMforRENT]

 

[tortoise]

Holy fuck , that's hot.

So damn hot!

<mouth still hanging open>

I am going to have to copy and save this one to my computer, to call up again… and again… and again…

(!!!)

 

[tortoise]

(!!!)

 

[tortoise]

Oh fuck, now with a visual.

Are you trying to KILL us, woman???

<eyes wide>

(!!!)

 

[Guest]

 

[tortoise]

<whimpering>

(!!!)

 

[tortoise]

just thought it would help...


btw - thank you for your compliments, Tort

Oh, no. Thank you!!!

My compliments aren't terribly articulate in this case, but so very sincere. In fact, the sincerest compliment is a completely speechless one. Unless you consider taut pulsating throbbing to be words.

Thanks again for sharing. I can't begin to describe how many buttons of mine that entire scenario pushed. Well, not in words, anyway. Heh.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Boredom jack

late last night:

No particular mind set except my normal *Why oh why is there no one here for me to beat?*

That being said, it was basically a waste of time, between me dozing off every few minutes and no good pictures in my brain. It seems like (unless I miss my guess) anytime I try to go more than once or twice a week (as I am now single with nary a man or woman to call my own) my body just gets BORED.

I didn't get off, I couldn't sleep after I gave up trying to get off...and I was up again at the ass crack of dawn.

score?-20...*head shake*

will try again tonight or tomorrow...

 

[Guest]

 

[Leverage]

Ok - 1st entry... edited: sorry it's so long..

I'm wearing the skirt in my av. No panties. I've sat here at work all morning working myself up, editing a story, and playing with fantasies in my head until I had to cross my legs tight enough to lift my pussy and keep the dampness off the back of my skirt - all the time becoming more and more turned on by the secretive movements under my desk.

I sit in an open area - clear partitions divide my work area from the other two drafters in the office (both male) on one side. The front of my desk faces one of the main walkways in the office. Any one walking down it is facing me.

I ate lunch, still teasing myself - squeezing my thighs and pussy muscles rhythmically as I sat here. With the occasional person passing and my face flushed, my heart racing with the need to touch myself, just a little bit - any bit at all, until I was brushing my thighs past one another, letting the inside of each one just almost brush my clit with enough pressure.

Soaked and swollen, I tossed the rest of my lunch and went out to my car. I moved the car to a shaded spot at the corner of my office's property that afforded me a view of the building and anyone that might approach me. I put my right leg over the console, my heel in the passenger seat. After scooting my seat back, I bent my left leg and planted my foot on the dash on the other side of the steering wheel, effectively opening my legs wide to the hot humid breeze of the afternoon.

The most inconsequential detail (or what I would have thought of as such) was that the sun broke through the leaves in the tree shading my car. Through the moon roof (which was open) a shaft of sunlight hit the area of my lap and with a very small shift, landed on my exposed pussy lips when I lifted my skirt to my hips.

The heat of the sun was amazing. A totally unexpected sensation, that combined with the feeling of being exposed and the thrill of masturbating there in the open was just ... amazing. My pussy gushed with wet heat and soaked my fingers. I laid the seat back intent on putting more of my lap in the sun, but still keeping an eye on the building.

I imagined someone seating in the passenger seat, my leg across his lap, his hands on my calf, his eyes watching my movements as I circled and rubbed my clit, occasionally sinking my fingers into my pussy for a few thrusts, and then returning to my swollen clit.

My hips lifted from the seat there at the end, as my hand moved faster and faster. And my eyes closed - any thought or concern I had about someone coming up on me was gone. Then I came, and the heat from the sun on my groin really felt like it raced to spread over me.

It was a very nice lunch.

Damn, I'm still at work...look that you made me do. My keyboard is a mess now...LoL...

http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y74/ANDREMACKASSI/keyboard.jpg

 

[tortoise]

I'll take the pulsating throbbing to be a compliment -

Although this was a actual account of my day, I am a budding author. So the fact that I expressed myself well enough is more of a compliment than you know.

"Well enough"?

The expression is exquisite; almost as exquisite as the events described therein. Believe me, there will be similarly inarticulate, but considerably more… active… "compliments" later tonight, which I will be sure to log. For now, I'm just enjoying the electric buzz of my neurons. Such a delicious feeling, when every nerve in my body is awake and alive. Thank you.

 

[Guest]