Jacking-Off Log

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ForeverNAlways said:
Ha!.. she only lost points for saying it - not doing it. ;)


DWP.. I'm closer to you hon - come on over!
Yes'm... Mutual masturbation can be fun!
Then we can post about it and lose all kinds of cool points :D
 
Hester said:
i want mecha cool points. how come i don't have any mecha cool points?

or is this like who's line is it anyway and the points don't matter?
I'm sure you've accumulated quite a few by now. The bottle had to be worth 20 alone.
 
Olivia_Yearns said:
If I really do complete you, could you pm me some pictures of your tits? (I've always wanted to say that. I'm blushing. I'm kidding (do it anyway)).


I'll have you know that in four and a half years of posting here you're the first person ever to ask me to show my tits. That's so fucking cool. I'm all atwitter. I must, alas, decline. There is exactly one......oh, shit, no I suppose there are more but they're from Girls' Camping trips so I don't think they should count. At any rate, if I ever become famous, I already swore to the owner of the only digital picture of my breast --- yes, he only got one, not even the set --- that he'd make millions because he had cornered the market.

Actually it's because I was drunk and thought it was funny at the time and he was collecting and it seemed like the thing to do since I wasn't going to sleep with him.

I will, however, promise that if I ever take another picture of my tits I'll send it to you first. ;)
 
Hester said:
i want mecha cool points. how come i don't have any mecha cool points?

or is this like who's line is it anyway and the points don't matter?


You're totally point for cake, lady.
 
Took a bath to help me get sleepy, and ended up getting shower head on the very smooth bits (just washing off the shaving cream, honestly).

bridgeburner said:
I'll have you know that in four and a half years of posting here you're the first person ever to ask me to show my tits. That's so fucking cool. I'm all atwitter.
[...]
I will, however, promise that if I ever take another picture of my tits I'll send it to you first. ;)
Relief at not offending you more or less assuages my loss.
 
CrackerjackHrt said:
Ennui first fueled my seed. Chance circumstance of being found by a lover of twenty years ago, of finding a reissue of an album of even longer ago, and of dueling in my present relationship. Lust did not drive my erection. Nor did love. It was a self-medication cock, the hardness of consolation, of affirmation, of hope. It was the distracted firmness of tossing and turning and hanging on to the line available, of drifting through memories of tears shed and joys shared with old lovers. It was the unconscious stroke in time to Eddie Hazel’s guitar, driving, propelling, wailing, receding and driving again. It was the thought of fucking the first time, all adolescent anxiousness, too driven to find ritual, too dumb to know sacrifice, and sufficiently awed to cut the tail off of my shirt so I could capture her smell. It was a seemingly endless reel of faces and breasts and cunts, all familiar and none the same, all progressing in beat all propelling forward to the marimba’s metronome precision. It was a pastiche of scents and tastes and sounds, a fusion of fucks won, lost and shared. Of being seduced by Mrs. Robinson and ignoring Lolita. It was a lament of women wanted and not known, and a chant of those seemingly unknowable yet taken. And it became an urgency of distorted guitar and newly focused desire, of flashing images of water streaming off hair, flowing between breasts, funneling down a tender vulva. A screech of new desire, of a new penetration. Ennui became driven. Flaccid became hard. And nearly nine minutes later, each memory, all memories, erupted onto my belly.

ever heard of a paragraph break -grin-

:kiss:
 
Marquis said:
Jacking activities have come to a screeching halt recently. I've been forced to hide all my dirty pornography and it seems after all these years I am damn near impossible to get off without it.

why??
 
Craving an orgasm today, just needed to get off. I even said that to myself, "I just need to cum" I went straight for my hitachi magic wand :heart: Normally, I put it on the corner of the bed and hump it, but today I tried something different!

I used the arm of the couch, I had to laugh as I was approaching the straddling, getting the wand in the right position and then I look up only to have my nose inches away from a few pictures of my family, I said "oh great, just what I need" and laid them face down.

Ok, so I finally get in position and turn it on, ahhh, feeling nice, I'm wiggling to and fro and my arm bumps against the picture leaning behind the couch and I start bumping it against the wall...."tap, tap, tap...." yeahh, why does that sound get me off? "tap, tap, tap" Sounds like a headboard banging against the wall. mmmmm, and then come the dirty thoughts...."yes, baby use daddy's cock to get yourself off, hump daddy"

after about 2 minutes, I start to cum after imaginging hearing "daddy feels a tingling in his balls, baby"

8/10

Does anyone else find the sound of a tapping headboard or squeaky mattress to be highly erotic? :eek:
 
Once again I was inspired by some pics and couldn't control myself.

Hard and fast was todays M.O. as I envisioned myself forcing her face down on the bed while I grabbed a handful of hair and told her all the nasty fucking things I was gonna do to her whether she liked it or not. The imagined sounds of my hand smacking her ass and tits sent me over the edge.

8/10
 
naughtygirl69s said:
Does anyone else find the sound of a tapping headboard or squeaky mattress to be highly erotic? :eek:

It's almost as good as a head banging against a headboard...
 
Vitality must be on the rise, as I was driven to JAY three x between 9PM last night and 6AM when I was awoken by the tweeties.

All three were a tough row to hoe, but something drove me on. I had to have an orgasm. When it comes to this, I am interested to note that I always fall back on the one absolute failsafe fantasy: that of angrily beating a disobedient female. There's something fucked in my wiring, because that gets me off when nothing else will. My anger that my cock felt like a block of wood, unresponsive and numb to my need for an O, was transmuted into fantasy anger. The first o was ok. The second, in the middle of the night, was pushing it. By dint of extreme effort, brow popping out with beads of sweat, I managed to get off, but I'd used every ounce of energy getting there and barely heaved myself over the wall. An o in name only. But I was driven to try again this morning, only a couple of hours later, and although it was also difficult, I came like a beast. I might of only imagined it, but I could swear I heard a distinct report as my cock went off, something like a tiny pistol firing or the explosive pop of a bursting orgone balloon.
 
we had a mutual masturbation session. after i came on my wifes face and with it drippin down her and onto her chest she straddle my face and came right there......
 
I watched a guy fuck his wife with a cucumber on some webcam site today. It wasn't quite enough to get me off, but it certainly got me thinkin'...
 
rosco rathbone said:
Vitality must be on the rise, as I was driven to JAY three x between 9PM last night and 6AM when I was awoken by the tweeties.

All three were a tough row to hoe, but something drove me on. I had to have an orgasm. When it comes to this, I am interested to note that I always fall back on the one absolute failsafe fantasy: that of angrily beating a disobedient female. There's something fucked in my wiring, because that gets me off when nothing else will. My anger that my cock felt like a block of wood, unresponsive and numb to my need for an O, was transmuted into fantasy anger. The first o was ok. The second, in the middle of the night, was pushing it. By dint of extreme effort, brow popping out with beads of sweat, I managed to get off, but I'd used every ounce of energy getting there and barely heaved myself over the wall. An o in name only. But I was driven to try again this morning, only a couple of hours later, and although it was also difficult, I came like a beast. I might of only imagined it, but I could swear I heard a distinct report as my cock went off, something like a tiny pistol firing or the explosive pop of a bursting orgone balloon.


Not to get too personal or anything, but do you think it's something from your childhood that triggers your failsafe fantasy?

You don't have to answer...just a thought
 
ForeverNAlways said:
Here I thought my horny state from yesterday had finally appeased itself... :rolleyes:

Just imagining the tap, tap, tap is proving to be erotic... combined with the imaginary words...?

Thanks naughtygirl... :eek:

glad I could help :D

I'm still feeling that craving for orgasm....unusual for me, as I usually only feel this way when I'm ovulating. (Maybe I released an oddball egg this month)
 
naughtygirl69s said:
Not to get too personal or anything, but do you think it's something from your childhood that triggers your failsafe fantasy?

Yes, not that that ultimately explains anything at all . I'm the way I am because of my life up to this point.

I'm working on your jolname, naughtygirl69. Inspiration!
 
rosco rathbone said:
Yes, not that that ultimately explains anything at all . I'm the way I am because of my life up to this point.

I'm working on your jolname, naughtygirl69. Inspiration!

yeah!

I think my new bedding will inspire me, but I don't want to get it messy, hmmm. I shall pick out a jilling "towel"
 
rosco rathbone said:
I'm the way I am because of my life up to this point.

QUOTE]

That's the sort of thought that could either kill you or cure you! Don't think I dare linger over that one.
 
rosco rathbone said:
Yes, not that that ultimately explains anything at all . I'm the way I am because of my life up to this point.

true, aren't we all. I can certainly link some of my early sexual experiences to the way I like things now. A few of my fantasies are not explained, tho. Where do those come from? Blocked out memories of childhood?

I'd like to know more about this. Why is it certain "things" get us off? Arousal, everone is so different, this is facinating to me.

I'm not quite explaining this like i want, but I"m running on empty here.
 
It was ungodly hot in my apartment but I squeezed one out anyway to soothe myself after sitting in traffic thinking lewd thoughts for an hour. Satisfactory but nothing major. The full moon has us all in rut even though it's on the wane, now. When the heat breaks around midnight I may have to have another one.
 
Hi,

A beautiful Lit woman just got me off over cam. I showed and she typed. I'm not real quick to cum, but have to say I am surpirised how quickly it became intense.

The power of suggestion and words never ceases to amaze me. I'm sure there's some deeper trigger here, but for now I can settle for how gooooood it was.

Thank you little girl for being so incredibly sexy and articulate!!!
 
forgive me father for i have sinned. it has been about 2 days since my last jack. i woke this morning with lustful urges and my hand betwixt my thighs. thinking thoughts that violated laws in at least 38 states and numerous small dictatorships, i satisfied my base urges. please forgive me for my trespass and be sure to give me a really good penance. thanks and amen.
 
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