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rosco rathbone said:
I fantasized about tying a female down to the whipping bed and stropping her like simon legree gone mad, concentrating on the upper ass where the haunch breaks to the lower back, and the sensitive rounded muscular thighs; making her groul like a female lion in rage. Then straddling from the rear and yanking her head by by a thick hank of hair, neck muscles twisting and cords standing out. Forcing apart the taut bubble hemispheres with my slippery, explosive member and struggling for insertion into the hole. Then the roller-coaster glide of entry and the physical knowlegde that I'm in command. One, two, three mean humps and shoot a dose of procreative juice deep in her bottom.
I feel the urge. I might use that one.

luxey313 said:
A bit of spanking, imagining professorY doing it.
Reading my work and slapping my head with the matter ink jet stapled, crumpled mess.
Ripping my jeans down. Humiliating the fact I am nude and a failure at this paper.
And then serving him with my mouth till I am inspired to do good work.
Or that one.

"This is completely unsatisfactory, luxey. You have wasted my time and your own time. I'll teach you to put a little effort in!"

Fuck yeah.
naughtygirl69s said:
BREAKTHROUGH!

I'd agree with that, 100% for MEN and women.
I disagree. If I've just jacked an hour ago, I could imagine the love of my life and still only produce a small O.

For me, it's how long I've been stimulated, time since my last O, emotional content, variety, how particularly hardcore my fantasy is, and whether it's a new fantasy or an old standby. New fantasies make me cum like a shotgun.
 
I'm not an analist like you are mecha, but I have to admit---the fact that it is a lot harder to get it into the butt if she's fighting makes forcible anal the rape par excellence for those to whom struggling is key.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I'm not an analist like you are mecha, but I have to admit---the fact that it is a lot harder to get it into the butt if she's fighting makes forcible anal the rape par excellence for those to whom struggling is key.
It's all about the struggle. The vain struggle and the inevitable submission when she realizes physical strength reigns over will. Oh, the humiliation and frustration! It's like angel food cake! Better than the sex itself! Maybe.
 
i've logged in the past how i've been traveling and not had lube or toys with me. went on a trip this past week and thought i was sooooo clever bringing a little sample size bottle of lube along.

well, silly ol' me confused that bottle with the little purell bottle (they're about the same size and shape!).

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00014ULJU.01-A34C779HFXZIXT._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg http://www.flyanglersonline.com/prorevw/purell.jpg

after pulling it out of my bag i realized what it was, but not before someone spied it and asked for some purell, then others. not knowing what else to do i dispensed it into waiting hands while trying to keep the label covered. so some of my colleagues and i "sanitized" our hands with id glide.

i don't want to know what the karmic retribution will be for this one.
 
If anything you made the karmictic energies laugh and giggle.
How did you keep a straight face may I ask?
 
Adakgirl said:
If anything you made the karmictic energies laugh and giggle.
How did you keep a straight face may I ask?
fear, lol.

i made a lot of eye contact and chattered during that little episode to keep people from looking at the bottle. i don't know how they didn't notice the difference in texture, although i was really stingy with it. or, if someone did notice, they didn't say anything.
 
Well I have to give you full credit for self control in that tense situation. I am afraid I would have cracked-up and spilt the beans.
 
Adakgirl said:
Well I have to give you full credit for self control in that tense situation. I am afraid I would have cracked-up and spilt the beans.
that would have been a very bad thing for me to do in this situation
 
Hester said:
fear, lol.

i made a lot of eye contact and chattered during that little episode to keep people from looking at the bottle. i don't know how they didn't notice the difference in texture, although i was really stingy with it. or, if someone did notice, they didn't say anything.

and when the coffee mug slipped right out of someone's hand?
 
stirbird said:
So... just what are you bumping against? Inquiring jack-lurkers want to know! ;)

Im bumping against this thread.

Quite vigorously.
 
MechaBlade said:
It's all about the struggle. The vain struggle and the inevitable submission when she realizes physical strength reigns over will. Oh, the humiliation and frustration! It's like angel food cake! Better than the sex itself! Maybe.

Right, there's that one moment when after all the frustrating attempts to get it lined up with the hole; it goes gliding in sweetly. It's almost an equal surprise to both parties. Then once it's in, you are like "nyah, nyah, I'm in your butt! How do you like me now?". This all in a situation where she's like "no daddy! not my bottom! not tonight, I can't! please!".--kick, kick, squirm.

Damn, what pervs we are.

That's a great anecdote, A.

I got off twice this day. Yesterday I peeped some Persian hotties on Mad Ave; tall, with pale Semitic faces, dark brows, long noses and curly lips. They had on tight jeans, heels, expensive handbags. The prettiest one had a tight fitting, short red velvet-looking jacket that would have been tacky on anyone who didn't look like they ought to be followed by a car full of SAVAK minders. The kicker was that they all had their hair modestly covered in beautiful and very expensive looking silk scarves, wrapped under the chin so that only the oval of the face showed. "Spoilt princesses shopping" plus Islamic modesty is a hot combination. My jays played on the theme of forcible modesty in women.
 
Hester said:
i've logged in the past how i've been traveling and not had lube or toys with me. went on a trip this past week and thought i was sooooo clever bringing a little sample size bottle of lube along.

well, silly ol' me confused that bottle with the little purell bottle (they're about the same size and shape!).

http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B00014ULJU.01-A34C779HFXZIXT._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg http://www.flyanglersonline.com/prorevw/purell.jpg

after pulling it out of my bag i realized what it was, but not before someone spied it and asked for some purell, then others. not knowing what else to do i dispensed it into waiting hands while trying to keep the label covered. so some of my colleagues and i "sanitized" our hands with id glide.

i don't want to know what the karmic retribution will be for this one.
This made me laugh out loud just picturing it! :D
 
Something weird happened yesterday.

I oed 8 times in 24 hours by my own hand. I was sick and delirious with fever; maybe that's why I thought I could get away with it. The weird thing was; they kept getting stronger. Even when there was no more Urschleim left to be scraped off the sea bottom, the spasms were explosive.
 
THe best jack I've had in a LOOONNNGGG time.

ooh boy did I fucking masturbate, it was fucking gooooooooood, best one I've had in a LONGGG time....I've been all horny cuz I think I'm ovulating, tho I've not been too slimey, but I am slightly horny and was going to masturbate before going to sleep today, but I didn't

SO I wanted to hump my massager, that's my favorite thing lately, and I especially like it when I use lube and Im' wearing my panties and my pajama pants, so I lubed up my pussy, and got myself all slimey and straddled the massager, it was feeling good even before I turned it on, I was feeling especially dirty, and really having my naughtiest thoughts, I kept saying "fat lil girl cunt" and "it's time for daddy to make your fat pussy feel good, now" and "that's it baby, lick daddy's butt, ooh eat out daddy's butt" and I reallllly wanted to pee but I'm afraid I'd short out the massager, heh, i dont think i could anyway, but I was imagining it....

so i turned it on for about 30 seconds and was really close to cumming but I wanted to hold out so I turned it back off, and it was still feeling fucking good, the one ball of the massager was between my labia up against my clit, and the other ball was against the mound of my pussy. i was BARELY moving, and my clit was fucking pulsing, and it was like electricity was shooting up my spine, i was trying to control it, cuz I did't want to cum, I was really moaning and continued the dirty talk....

I swear I had a continuous O, my fingers my tingling, I finally couldn't take it anymore and really started humping it, so the ball was pressing into my hole and back against my clit and I came so fucking hard, it almost made me cry, I could feel the juice pulsing out of me

afterwards I smelled my panties, (they were soaked), they smelled good....sweet, almost and only slightly musky..
 
naughtygirl69s said:
THe best jack I've had in a LOOONNNGGG time.

ooh boy did I fucking masturbate, it was fucking gooooooooood, best one I've had in a LONGGG time....I've been all horny cuz I think I'm ovulating, tho I've not been too slimey, but I am slightly horny and was going to masturbate before going to sleep today, but I didn't

SO I wanted to hump my massager, that's my favorite thing lately, and I especially like it when I use lube and Im' wearing my panties and my pajama pants, so I lubed up my pussy, and got myself all slimey and straddled the massager, it was feeling good even before I turned it on, I was feeling especially dirty, and really having my naughtiest thoughts, I kept saying "fat lil girl cunt" and "it's time for daddy to make your fat pussy feel good, now" and "that's it baby, lick daddy's butt, ooh eat out daddy's butt" and I reallllly wanted to pee but I'm afraid I'd short out the massager, heh, i dont think i could anyway, but I was imagining it....

so i turned it on for about 30 seconds and was really close to cumming but I wanted to hold out so I turned it back off, and it was still feeling fucking good, the one ball of the massager was between my labia up against my clit, and the other ball was against the mound of my pussy. i was BARELY moving, and my clit was fucking pulsing, and it was like electricity was shooting up my spine, i was trying to control it, cuz I did't want to cum, I was really moaning and continued the dirty talk....

I swear I had a continuous O, my fingers my tingling, I finally couldn't take it anymore and really started humping it, so the ball was pressing into my hole and back against my clit and I came so fucking hard, it almost made me cry, I could feel the juice pulsing out of me

afterwards I smelled my panties, (they were soaked), they smelled good....sweet, almost and only slightly musky..


Wow, and I miss it.....but my cock just went ....boing :nana: & and I felt a shot of pre-cum shoot out.....


......and I want those panties!
 
rbijon said:
Wow, and I miss it.....but my cock just went ....boing :nana: & and I felt a shot of pre-cum shoot out.....


......and I want those panties!

sorry, only my bf gets sniffing priveledges;)
 
Jacking to serving married men.
Wifey watching. Telling me how to imitate her.
Do everything just as she would or wants.
Me sucking in his truck, her on speakerphone telling me what she wants.
Her getting off on her husband being with me while she is in Texas. Wanting to watch from a distance and instead she gets a second hand story cause he is too busy to call.
He is getting sucked, can't even use the cell.
Sucking his dick like my mouth is a pussy.
Blowing his skirt till Thursday.
Head at your service.
Ask and you shall receive.
 
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