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ForeverNAlways said:
I'm amazed sometimes at how different each of us is, :D though it shouldn't surprise me. I'm a whimper, moaner, caught-breath-gasper up and until the end. Then I either cry out or growl.

We're similar though in this; the words in my head definitely push me over. I often have a very dirty something or the other phrase running through my head... i just can't seem to say any of it.

trust will get you there.

then watch out.
 
ForeverNAlways said:
I had a sudden very unflattering image of myself flash through my head at that. *grin*


I know what you mean :rose: . . . If some of it starts to come out, though I'm buying a gag.

no unflattering involved. whatsoever.

utterly remarkably feminine.

and totally erotic, too.
 
Sometimes when i see all the great posts here I wish I jacked more often.

Then I look at the bean and wonder why the hell would I want to do that. :D
 
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rosco rathbone said:
If manseed and I were brothers, I'd be the bad brother.

;)
need i tell you the horrible thoughts this is sending through my mind?
 
You step off the plane as I feel my heart racing. Even though we've known one another online for months, I am so nervous to finally meet you in person. We've planned this weekend for so long and discussed it in depth on the telephone for hours on end, but now the reality of it is here and I can hardly contain my excitement.

I recognize you immediately by the quiet smile on your face as you approach me. There is no awkwardness as you gently pull me to you in a soft kiss. I have awaited this moment for so long. The softness of your lips is exactly what I imagined.

After retrieving your bags we go to my car and enter the throng of traffic waiting outside. You tell me all about your flight as we turn onto the freeway. All very ordinary everyday conversation to help break the ice as we head for the bed and breakfast where we will spend our weekend together. The scenery is magnificent as we get off the freeway and begin our journey through the beautiful mountains. The fall foliage is breathtaking as we wind along the country roads.

As we round a bend in the road, you reach to take my arm and ask me to pull over. You turn the car off and ask me to join you for a walk, saying you've been sitting far too long on the flight. We find a little used trail and begin a beautiful walk with the leaves cascading around us. You take my hand as we walk past a small stream flowing with crystal clear water. In a small clearing you place your hand around my waist and turn me to look at your smiling face. Looking into your warm brown eyes I feel the nervousness melt away as a feeling of longing takes its place.

In a voice almost too small to hear, you say "I've waited for this for so long" as you gently kiss me. A kiss that lasts for what seems like forever. Not too hard, not too soft....just a perfect kiss. My hands feel their way to the small of your back as you pull me closer....our bodies pressing together. I feel you stroke my hair and the nape of my neck as my hands trace the outline of your muscular back and shoulders. A soft moan escapes my lips as we kiss. This moment could not be more perfect or more erotic as I feel your fingers glide across my breasts through my thin cotton blouse.

There is a gentleness in your touch that makes my knees weak. Your embrace is breathtaking. I almost gasp as I feel your lips trail down to my neck, lightly nibbling and gently suckling as your tongue awakens my senses. My head lay back to allow you full access to my soft skin as I stroke the back of your neck and relish the feel of your touch. Your hands find the buttons of my blouse and begin to free my now erect and sensitive nipples. I cannot contain the moan of pleasure that slowly escapes as I feel the fabric fall from my shoulders to the leaf covered ground.

Your mouth finds the spot which will, in short time, be so sensitive I will surely lose my mind in pleasure. I look down to watch as you ever so gently lick and caress my nipple with your warm moist tongue. A shiver passes through my body as I see you take it past your lips and suckle it gently. With one hand on the small of my back pulling me close, you tenderly kneed my other breast in the palm of your other hand. My body trembles and I fear my knees will no longer support me.

I know that I can't take much more of this as I feel you bending my knees with your hand and allowing me to slide slowly to the ground....your body pressing against mine. You lay me gently on the forest floor as your mouth moves to find mine once again. You feel the urgency in my kiss as I open my mouth to accept your searching tongue. I want you.....no, NEED you to make love to me.

I feel my body temperature soaring as you slide your hand down to the top of my skirt. I can hardly contain my excitement as your hand continues its path to lift my skirt and slide underneath. Finding my supple thighs, with a featherlike softness you caress your way up to their end. I am so glad now, that in my haste to get ready and drive to the airport I have forgotten to put on panties this morning. You kiss me harder as you discover a mound of soft wet pubic hair. My body takes over for my mind as my legs part and allow your fingers to probe my most intimate place.

I can no longer contain my body's need for your touch as a long soft moan of pleasure crosses my lips. Your tongue leaves a trail of wetness on my neck and chest as you lower to find my nipples again.......your fingers driving me into a frenzy of pleasure and longing.

As I feel my body approaching a climax, your hands and mouth cease their exploration. I open my eyes to see you standing over me now.....removing my skirt. You fold it and place it under my head, asking if I am comfortable. I smile and assure you I am as you take my hands and place them on my naked breasts. I know what I am to do to please you, my Master.....

to be continued.....
 
a said:
need i tell you the horrible thoughts this is sending through my mind?

I'm picturing you in poke bonnet, with pipe, no teeth, calico dress and boots, in a little shack up in the holler addressing the fambly.

"Now listen here yeng ens, Brother Rosco* got thowed in the jailhouse agin. We got to bust him out. Brother Manseed, git the shotgun. Fetch likker, somebody."


*the eldest brother.
 
I had a several fantastic orgasms last night with my headset on lying
back on the bed, ass to the edge, knees bent, feet up on my computer chair.
I was listening and talking to a very sexy man while I watched him on cam on my screen up on the dresser. His large cock looked like it was right between my knees that way.
Oh, the nasty way he talked to me while I fucked my hot wet pussy with my toy and played my clit made me blast off very quickly the first time and after a bit, slower and longer and much stronger the second time.
As I watched him stroke his fine hard cock to my words, I felt him right here with me. It was truly amazing and I don't care what anyone says...
it was sex to me.
 
Adakgirl said:
I had a several fantastic orgasms last night with my headset on lying
back on the bed, ass to the edge, knees bent, feet up on my computer chair.
I was listening and talking to a very sexy man while I watched him on cam on my screen up on the dresser. His large cock looked like it was right between my knees that way.
Oh, the nasty way he talked to me while I fucked my hot wet pussy with my toy and played my clit made me blast off very quickly the first time and after a bit, slower and longer and much stronger the second time.
As I watched him stroke his fine hard cock to my words, I felt him right here with me. It was truly amazing and I don't care what anyone says...
it was sex to me.

I only have one thing to say to that:

Atta Girl!
 
Lately several fantasies have been going through my head. However, the overwhelming thought of one single act is oral sex. I can not stop thinking about going down on a beautiful woman. I have jacked to this at least once every day this week. Just thought I'd share.
 
rick_j21 said:
Lately several fantasies have been going through my head. However, the overwhelming thought of one single act is oral sex. I can not stop thinking about going down on a beautiful woman. I have jacked to this at least once every day this week. Just thought I'd share.
you just keep on thinking what you want....I've got to get part 2 ready...
 
rick_j21 said:
it's really interesting.....i've date women who go nuts over oral sex...and i've dated women who would rather feel a finger tip than a tongue....luckily my wife who hated oral sex, began to like it once the finger interacted with the tongue.....I think men sense the pherenomes differently than women do....
 
Olivia_Yearns said:
I don't agree. I think 'creepy' lecherous older men are kind of hot.

When I was 17, I lived in this tiny room plus bath in a run down building. Disorganized teen that I was, I'd often forget my key, so I'd kick open the old fashioned milkbox, and crawl/slither through it headfirst. It was a tight fit, even though I was a very slender girl. My next door neighbor would hear the kick of my boot against the milkbox door, and he'd come out into the hallway to watch (I had to wear a kilt for school, so my legs were always bare). He liked the view.

He was a sculptor, heavy drinker, probably early sixties. I wasn't afraid of him. I actually felt he looked out for me quite a bit. And he was totally open about perving on me. Had a series of girlfriends close to his own age, and he'd take long baths with them, which I could hear in my bathroom. I'd listen to them fooling around in the tub - his low growly voice, and the boozey giggle of the woman. That turned me on too.

I think I have a special soft spot for pervy older guys - not molesters. Just obvious old goats.


Yeah, I have to agree with this. I knew a painter once --- very elderly --- who wanted my friend and me to model for him. He was too old for me to find him attractive -- 80-something --- but the idea of modeling for him naked with my friend M was very arousing. I wasn't attracted to her sexually or to him, but the situation itself was sexy to me since I knew that artist or no, he'd perv on us to a certain degree. Sadly, he died before we ever got around to it, but it's still something I think about and wish I'd gotten to do.
 
Watching you watching me. The look on your face, your eyes half closed, head tilted back. I could see your desire and I felt it in my loins. I can close my eyes and imagine you on your knees, my hand gripping your hair, my cock sliding between your lips.


Damn that was good.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I'm picturing you in poke bonnet, with pipe, no teeth, calico dress and boots, in a little shack up in the holler addressing the fambly.

"Now listen here yeng ens, Brother Rosco* got thowed in the jailhouse agin. We got to bust him out. Brother Manseed, git the shotgun. Fetch likker, somebody."


*the eldest brother.
you really need to stop romanticizing me.
 
This was weird.

I was lurking around in Lit & reading some erotica minding my own business when someone linked me to some porn that showed a MFM threesome. The woman was in my favorite position for this - on her hands and knees, being taken from behind as she sucks the cock of the man in front of her. This pushes a number of my buttons and I went from slightly aroused to horny in minutes. My hand wasn't enough, I wanted cock... so I got my dildo. I sucked it, stroked it, and marked it with me. And put it in the oven ... LOL.

Ok, enough ~ a very strong climax was the result. It was well past time to head to bed, though this orgasm was not one that wiped me out. Instead it was one of those that just seems to energize me for more. I headed to bed anyway. I washed the dildo and climbed into bed intending to put it away in the nightstand table. Holding it, with my body still humming, I thought...hmmm...

I turned on the vibrations and put it between my legs, just laying it lengthwise down my slit - the tip separating my ass cheeks and pressing against my anus. Felt damn good. So, I turned on my side, pulled a pillow between my legs to hold it in place, and just rocked. It was the type of fucking that feels eye-crossing great, where the final orgasm teases and flirts with you, dragging it out but in a good way. Where if you move in just the right way, think the right thing, or voice the right words, you'll go right over. I wasn't avoiding that "right thing" - and I wasn't seeking it. I was just enjoying. After a long time of this - 20 or 30 minutes, I decided I better seek it, I needed to get to sleep.

And I couldn't find it! I'd changed the position of the dildo, and it was inside me, my clit hitting the protruding vibrating bumps on each thrust. I was soaked and swollen around the hard length inside me, and writhing on the bed. Frustration set in, and I rolled to my stomach, shoving a pillow under my stomach and hips, lifting my ass slightly so I could plant the base of the vibrator against the mattress and really fuck the damn thing. I still couldn't get there. I was so close - but couldn't find that "right thing" at all.

Finally, I just stopped. A little tired, I laid there with the dildo still inside me, the vibrator still going, and thought maybe I was just trying too hard. So, I decided not to try, to just let the thing do its thing. I turned the vibrations to low and I laid still and relaxed.

I fell asleep!

I've had dreams before where I'm being fucked and I wake up to find that my partner has started touching me, arousing me. I've never woke up with a cock already inside me - I usually wake before it gets to that point. And I've NEVER woke up fucking myself. But I did last night. A few thrusts of my hips and my pussy gushed, and I was right back to that sweet precipice. And now I was determined - and my body was pissing me off.

I tried for a long time. It never stopped feeling great - it stayed great. I'd now been wet and swollen for a few hours. I just couldn't finish. I finally turned it off and pulled it out. I could feel with my fingers that my clit and lips were more swollen than I'd ever remembered. I'm sure I numbed my clit a bit with the vibrations, but the type of orgasm that teased me all night was a vaginal orgasm.

I woke this morning feeling like I'd been fucked all night. Sore, but not satisfied.
 
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