Jacking-Off Log

[spacekowboy]

Going with the posts above by Hester and Olivia - twice this weekend with the shower massage.

And then last night when I took a late night dip in the pool, I felt drawn to the wall where the strongest jet is. With my arms folded on the concrete and my head laying on them, I held myself up to the right height so that the spray of water hit the perfect spot. It's been since last summer since I'd tried this, and it's not a regular occurence given the fact that I have kids and am not alone in the pool often.

The orgasm when it hit was a strong one - due in part to the moonlight and being fully naked in the water out in the open, as it were. And I had alot of time to play - to roll my hips and let the spray tease my opening, sensitize my lips and then returning it to my clit over and over. A nice long build up, and well worth the time spent.

God I love this thread.

 

[Hester]

just completed a maintenance jack. tried to use the image of a rimmy/rr/mecha on hester gangbang but got lost in the thought of the bickering that could go on over who was in control, which made me laugh. the imagined bickering, of course, was sometimes tempered by manners, which made me laugh even more. the whole thing took on such absurd proportions in my mind i had to entirely abandon the mental scene.

thought instead about a one-on-one i'd really like to experience and ended up having a pretty decent O with outstanding contractions.

i'm discovering my mind will occasionally, if not often, wander firmly into the absurd or comical while jacking. i have to work hard to change my images or i'll end up laughing instead of Oing. someone please tell me i'm not the only one who does this.

 

[tortoise]

I don't think I'd like the Jack & Jill party, either, but I've had a strong desire lately to watch a woman masturbate for me. Not so much into the voyeurism thing myself, though, since part of the attraction to me is when I get to watch her pleasuring herself because she knows it pleases me.

I am extremely fond of both varieties, for different reasons. The "fly on the wall" voyeur thing is much harder to pull off logistically, obviously, but the taboo aspect of it coupled with watching her when her focus is SOLELY on her own pleasure is a big turn on. Mutual masturbation (or just her masturbating for me) is delicious in an entirely different way, because of the synergistic pleasure of which you speak. There is also the variation in which I get to plunge my cock forcefully into her at the exact moment of her climax. That's an absolutely fucking delicious feeling, riding the waves of her orgasm.

 

[Hester]

I am extremely fond of both varieties, for different reasons. The "fly on the wall" voyeur thing is much harder to pull off logistically, obviously, but the taboo aspect of it coupled with watching her when her focus is SOLELY on her own pleasure is a big turn on.

nail whacked firmly on head, mr t

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Late night jack

Did not have time to post this last night...figured I should do it now, while I am still half way intelligent. That being said:

6/2/06

I had spent a good portion of the day before yesterday speaking to a certain person via yahoo. He always makes me think, gets into my brain to help me figure out what it is that I need to feel human/feminine. After our conversation, I spent alot of time alone: washing clothes, prepping for a new photo shoot, thinking.

He became the basis of my evening session: I imagined myself confined, held down, pinned, arguing..round and round. Since I can't really *hear* his voice, there were no words to go along with this rhapsody of degradation, just my own mind tumbling along willy nilly and my tiny little vibe working hell bent for leather on my clit. My O hit with the force of a speeding train, leaving me a teary, gasping mess...on a scale of 1-5...it garnered a 4; due to duration and intensity.

6/3/06

I spent alot of time last evening prepping myself for a long, drawn out session. Shaving, waxing, bathing, oiling up. After I was completely calm, completely relaxed, I went to my room and stood in the window. Granted I live on the 5th floor, so there really was no way for anyone to see me but the thrill of being back lit in a window scooted my brain into overdrive.

I decided to use a small anal probe as well as a vibe, simply because I wanted the feeling of DP and then I allowed my mind to wander, using the vibe slowly, running it up and down my cleft as I imagined a certain someone standing behind me, his hands cupping my ass, spreading me apart, kneeling down to watch me get off.

At some point, I bent over, spreading my legs, so that I could run the vibe back across the taint, imagining a mouth there...I don't recall all of the pictures, just the response they garnered from my body. The O when it hit, weakened my knees and I lost my balance...

On a scale of 1-5, that one was my best ever..a solid 5 that seemed to go on forever. When I finally pulled myself together, I had to clean my floor as well as hop back into the shower...

I have no plansfor a session tonight...I have to recuperate...

 

[Beco]

For the first time in many mornings, I left myself alone. I told myself I had a headache and rolled over (on myself)

 

[1hotbabe]

For the first time in many mornings, I left myself alone. I told myself I had a headache and rolled over (on myself)

Now, you're going to have to wine and dine yourself tonight to make up for it!

 

[Beco]

Now, you're going to have to wine and dine yourself tonight to make up for it!

its a problem in our relationship. When I refuse myself sex, I sometimes take it personally....

 

[tortoise]

nail whacked firmly on head, mr t

I whole-heartedly share your fantasy, in reverse.

The voyeuristic variety is all too rare in reality, though, but that makes the fantasy all the more delicious. Any sort of "choreographed" masturbational peeping between two partners is inevitably going to have a roleplay feel to it; still fun, but not quite "real", and all too licit, no matter how much you lose yourself in the fantasy. Real voyeuristic opportunities between partners are extremely rare, in my experience, even when both partners are very much interested in exploiting them. It would be interesting to try and (collaboratively!!!) set up an environment that would lend itself to partner peeping, but even then it would be quite difficult to keep the fourth wall intact, I think.

Then, of course, there is the true peeping tom style voyeurism, which is a rare bird indeed, and probably best left to the realm of fantasy, at least for "active" peeping. Of course, if the opportunity should arise via some sort of "Rear Window" scenario, I certainly wouldn't pass it by. It was a HUGE fantasy of mine as a teenager, as I became swept up in the tsunami of puberty. Any time I was in an apartment complex or hotel that afforded direct views into lit windows (heh), I would "pray" for a beautiful woman to materialize, slowly disrobe, and proceed to have her way with herself (or her partner). Alas, my fervent pleas fell on deaf ears, and it never came to fruition, outside of the feverish confines of my vivid imagination.

 

[Hamletmaschine]

When I'm alone, I probably have some strange expressions on my face. I don't feel pretty when I jack. I feel crude and slightly shameful.

Umm, yeah, that's sort of the point of wanting to watch.

I wonder if I could be so completely absorbed in the experience while being watched.

Only one way to find out.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Hola, pervy kids. It's good to see everyone jaying and perving. Rimmy and kowboy, lets see some masturbation from you two. Hamlet, good to see you about--a man with a Leibniz reference, a Waits "av" and a Lyotard "sig" can only be up to perversity. ****: you dirty dog. Hester, if it were me, mecha and rimmy; I'd probably just be kicking back and giggling. Luna, Oly, Forever: y'all put the M in Masturbation. Manseed:you are a perv.

I jayed this morning thinking about face-banging someone who is hanging in there for dear life, making the ride smooth for me no matter how hard I try to make her choke. A real soldier.

 

[fyrfyter_1961]

I discovered an aural treat this afternoon, Pandora.com. The operating premise is that you tell the program a song or artist which you like and by cluing the program as it plays successive tracks it comes closer and closer to capturing sounds which pleasure you. As I was reading MMF stories at Lit at the same time, I subconsciously must have been programming it to very sexual sounds and at some point I looked up and thought, that is the sound of sex if sex has a musical counterpoint.

The combination of the hot, steamily humid afternoon, the erotic stories and the sultry music were too much. I gathered up a very large vibe, which I currently favor and some astroglide and went to my favorite couch in a bay window. This leaves me somewhat exposed if anyone were to come up the walk, but it only added to the tension this aftenoon. I hiked my pink dress up around my waist, slid off my panties and spread my legs, one akimbo over the back of the sofa.

I played and enjoyed a variety of pleasant sensations, but the O was just out of reach. Then I began to run my finger along my slit and into my pussy, coating it with warm juice. I licked my finger and imagined it was a current friend's cock, freshly removed from his wife. I could hear him urging me to taste it, lick it. "Do it for your daddy. Be my good girl."

The rocket went off. 8/10. Very satisfactory.

Wow!!! and just where is this bay window?

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

Only one way to find out.

yes, I suppose so.









*sigh*

 

[Hester]

logging a near-jack

was in target earlier. stopped in the men's underwear section to get some wifebeaters. i saw all of the packages with, well, men and their packages. pecs, abs, thighs, asses, perfect bulges. all in their airbrushed glory. sleeved undershirts, unsleeved undershirts, briefs, boxers, boxer briefs. white, blue, black, grey, charcoal, burgundy, green. i started to have olfactory hallucinations and began smelling all of those pieces of manmeat. thinking about running my hands over various muscled parts and ripping away cotton. manly men to the left of me, manlier men to the right. by the time i hit the end of the department i was ready to run off for a furtive bathroom jack. not really wanting to jack in the target stalls i ran from the aisle and headed over to plastic storage boxes, where i immersed myself in the dimensions and cubic capacities of the plastic vessels (most were number 5 recycling) and forced myself to debate the virtues of locking lids versus non-locking lids.

methinks i'm going to have to order the wifebeaters online.

 

[Hester]

forgot to mention i ended up buying nearly a dozen plastic storage boxes. i have no idea what the fuck i'm going to put in them, but i was absolutely compelled to purchase them. (about half have locking lids)

 

[Hester]

my vagina woke me an hour and a half before the fucking alarm this morning. we had an argument. she won.

 

[Hamletmaschine]

yes, I suppose so.









*sigh*

Maybe we'll have to fix that.

 

[tortoise]

logging a near-jack

was in target earlier. stopped in the men's underwear section to get some wifebeaters. i saw all of the packages with, well, men and their packages. pecs, abs, thighs, asses, perfect bulges. all in their airbrushed glory. sleeved undershirts, unsleeved undershirts, briefs, boxers, boxer briefs. white, blue, black, grey, charcoal, burgundy, green. i started to have olfactory hallucinations and began smelling all of those pieces of manmeat. thinking about running my hands over various muscled parts and ripping away cotton. manly men to the left of me, manlier men to the right. by the time i hit the end of the department i was ready to run off for a furtive bathroom jack. not really wanting to jack in the target stalls i ran from the aisle and headed over to plastic storage boxes, where i immersed myself in the dimensions and cubic capacities of the plastic vessels (most were number 5 recycling) and forced myself to debate the virtues of locking lids versus non-locking lids.

methinks i'm going to have to order the wifebeaters online.

Heh. This reminds me of my recent Costco experience, which I've mentioned elsewhere. I was sauntering through Costco, blithely going about my business without a care in the world, my thoughts (what there were of them) moving in decidedly non-sexual avenues, when I happened upon a very nice, very sturdy, very luxurious leather-upholstered massage table. I paused briefly, admiring the craftsmanship, running my fingers over the warm buttery leather surface, then moved on, intent on resuming my shopping mission. However, before I had even traveled a few feet, my mind immediately began cataloguing, in vivid, sensual, and acrobatic detail, some of the various uses to which such a fine piece of furniture migh be put. I became almost instantly and very… visibly… excited, whereupon I was forced to crouch down and examine some low-shelved items in painstaking detail for several minutes, until things had… subsided.

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

very late last night, I took a look at those literotica videochat webcam girls.
http://vipcams.literotica.com/ I call it 'pay what you cam'.

I never saw that before. I didn't sign up, but they are sitting there like puppies in the petstore window that you can watch while mom is grocery shopping. One was very cute and coy and playful. I went to look now, but you have to have a free membership. Last night, I could click and view them without signing up.

Anyway, this was a strange pervy experience for me. After, I had a fantasy of paying for a private viewing, and of course signing up as a man - as close as I could ever get to being a man, I guess. I had a good O to that one. I might even do it one day. I guess it isn't so bad for the women - much safer for them then being in a strip club. I wonder if they are self-employed. I could just has easily had a fantasy of being the woman in the window. Probably switch back and forth between those two thoughts.

 

[Jennifer Kaye]

... I guess it isn't so bad for the women - much safer for them then being in a strip club. I wonder if they are self-employed. I could just has easily had a fantasy of being the woman in the window. Probably switch back and forth between those two thoughts.

I lived that fantasy ... it can be VERY exciting. In short order, though, it can also become rather monotonous and boring.

 

[rimmy]

my vagina woke me an hour and a half before the fucking alarm this morning. we had an argument. she won.

They can be quite persuasive.

 

[Pyrate33]

/\ lol

 

[naughtygirl69s]

I lived that fantasy ... it can be VERY exciting. In short order, though, it can also become rather monotonous and boring.

why does this not surprise me?

 

[Olivia_Yearns]

I lived that fantasy ... it can be VERY exciting. In short order, though, it can also become rather monotonous and boring.

Don't want to hijack this thread, but that sounds very interesting, JK. Did you ever cum while doing it?

 

[spacekowboy]

Anyway, this was a strange pervy experience for me. After, I had a fantasy of paying for a private viewing, and of course signing up as a man - as close as I could ever get to being a man, I guess. I had a good O to that one. I might even do it one day. I guess it isn't so bad for the women - much safer for them then being in a strip club. I wonder if they are self-employed. I could just has easily had a fantasy of being the woman in the window. Probably switch back and forth between those two thoughts.

This is going to be fodder for some me time later....