Jacking-Off Log
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rosco rathbone
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CBM_Redux said:
I like the cut of your jib sir. As long as you don't go scaring GG off, let's see some jacks from you.
bridgeburner
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Went to the movies at the Crest last night with my inadvertent porn friend --- we have a high incidence of encountering accidental porn when we rent or go see movies together. Anyway, we KNEW this one would be porn-y and had the bright idea to smuggle a pint of whiskey into the theater with us. Something about sitting in an underground theater brown-bagging and watching real sex just tickled our fancy last night.
Only the sex really wasn't ever arousing since the film isn't actually porn. He didn't care for it much -- it was too gay, he thought --- but I thought it was really sweet. It's not a great film, but it made me happy to have seen it.
What I ended up perving on was the idea of how much actual sex the actors had to participate in. Of course being my fantasy I wandered off down a mean and violent path in order to obtain my O. Decent, 2.5 out of 5.
Only the sex really wasn't ever arousing since the film isn't actually porn. He didn't care for it much -- it was too gay, he thought --- but I thought it was really sweet. It's not a great film, but it made me happy to have seen it.
What I ended up perving on was the idea of how much actual sex the actors had to participate in. Of course being my fantasy I wandered off down a mean and violent path in order to obtain my O. Decent, 2.5 out of 5.
stirbird
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Marquis said:
I shall commemorate this event with a song.
I'm...
Back on the jack wagon again.
Out where a hand is your friend.
Where dream women meekly feed
On the mighty flow of your seed
Back on the jack wagon again.
Ridin' your whimsey once more
Rubbin' that good old smoothbore
Where you sleep well every night
'Cause the pleasure's so right
Back on the jack wagon again.
Batch
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Experiencing an intense sequence of jack these last few days. Beginning with Thursday and the offer of a promotion which set my thoughts whirling on how to reward myself.
Spent most all of Friday engaged in orgasmic quests. Found immense satisfaction.
Mighty were my Os, began with a joyful meeting over the phone with a fellow deviant. Numerous Os were gifted to us via verbal exchange. I continued late in the evening with the assistance of friends whereupon I achieved a happy number of twelve Os for that day's work. I did exhaust myself in sweat and muscle clenching not known to me in ages.
Surprisingly my hands and cunt are still functioning.
I have decided that it is time to set on a journey of discovery for vibrators. To replace the six or so that have expired in the line of duty.
Spent most all of Friday engaged in orgasmic quests. Found immense satisfaction.
Mighty were my Os, began with a joyful meeting over the phone with a fellow deviant. Numerous Os were gifted to us via verbal exchange. I continued late in the evening with the assistance of friends whereupon I achieved a happy number of twelve Os for that day's work. I did exhaust myself in sweat and muscle clenching not known to me in ages.
Surprisingly my hands and cunt are still functioning.
I have decided that it is time to set on a journey of discovery for vibrators. To replace the six or so that have expired in the line of duty.
_Milky_Whites_
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Thinking of him and how much I want him. Not touching myself yet. Feeling the seam of my jeans pressing against my swollen, wet pussy. Thinking about what we will do. How I want his hands on me, hard and forceful. Rubbing my thighs together, loving how this feels. Imagining his lips on my neck, arms around me, pinching and pulling my nipples. Imagining his cock pressed to me. Knowing that he would love to watch me finger myself into orgasm. Unfastening my jeans, slipping my hand in. Spreading my legs. Imagining him there, watching. Sliding my finger through that wetness, inside me....now up and over my clit. Over and over. Wishing he could be there. That he could watch. That he could sit in front of me, stroking his cock. Mmmm...imagining that. How he will stroke it, rub it, while he watches me. Knowing how hard he will be. Rubbing myself faster. I want to cum for him. Spreading my legs farther apart. Rubbing, pressing...on and on until I lean my head back, my lips open, and feel my pussy clench, squeeze...cum.
tortoise
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Batchoohus said:
Delicious. Hunger like that is contagious.
My fucklust has been simmering for a while, but it reached a full boil this morning. Woke up hard and hungry, a deep warm throbbing pulse in my perineum. I've been wanting to jack to the elaborate fantasy that has been playing in the theater of my mind the past few days, but my cock was having none of it. It craved simpler, hearty fare, and my cock is in charge of jacking cinematography. My cock wanted a hard, fast, nasty showerfuck, but I was also in the mood to make it last, to let it build. So cock and mind came to a compromise, thusly:
We're in the bath. I'm sitting, she's standing, one foot up on the side of the tub, opening herself for me. My eyes are devouring her pretty pussy, telling her how beautiful it is, holding the ample visual evidence of what the sight of her pussy does to me in my left fist. In my right hand, I hold the shower massager. I am caressing her body with the pulsating jets, but purposefully avoiding her perfect pinkness. Thighs, belly, tits, all inundated by the spray, making her nerve endings come alive. Getting close, carefully tickling the crease of her splayed thigh, warm jets just barely tantalizing her mons, but avoiding her glistening pink flesh. Circling it, the spray tantalizing her little hairs, rivulets running down, making her gasp. My fist slowly stroking up and down my cock, feeling her hungry eyes on it, feeling her need. My eyes darting between the target of my hydraulic ministrations and her face, drunk on her reactions. I want to make it last, but my own hunger for her pleasure demands that I up the ante, so I lock eyes with her and direct the full force of the spray on her pretty pussy at last. She gasps, hips rocking, opening herself, trembling, her eyes still watching my slowly jacking fist, my eyes locked on my wet pink target. "You love showing me your pretty pussy like this, don't you sugar? Open. Exposed. Wet. My pussy. Mine." She gasps, opens even wider, her beautiful prominent clit completely engorged, swollen, visibly pulsating as the jets inundate it.
I am intending to get her close and then back off, tease her some more, but my hunger simply won't allow it. Without even realizing it, my hand starts stroking faster on my cock, hungrily devouring every gasp, every moan, every cry that comes from her lips, mesmerized by her hips rocking, fucking the stream, her muscles working, getting close. My fist stroking faster now, my own breath coming in gasps, eyes darting between her cunt and her face, frantic with need for her release. "That's it, sugar. Cum for me," I growl. "Let it wash over you. Show me. My pussy. Mine. Cum for me. After you cum, I am going to bend you over and fill your pretty little pussy. Fuck your spasming, swollen, pulsating cunt hard and fast, like a rutting animal, emptying myself in you, giving you your reward." She screams, bucking, fucking the water, shaking with the force of her release, knees wobbly. Holding the stream steady with trembling hand, overcome with awe, watching her climax wash over and through her, until she makes a move away from the water, too sensitive now for the hard pulsations.
I drop the massager, turn her around, bend her over so she is bracing herself against the wall, grasp her hips hard, and plunge into her with a growl. Hard, primal, animal fuck, slapping, slamming, pounding, deep, hard, fast, my seed burning inside me, burning to be inside her, to fill her still pulsating cunt.
Explosive O. Interesting in that the initial two or three spurts, which are normally individual staccato bursts, sort of combined into a connected stream of seed, a steady fountain.
Rambling Rose
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There is nothing like a good shower massage. Nothing.
G'mornin', turtle.
G'mornin', turtle.
bridgeburner
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stirbird said:
Ha! Most excellent!
YaYa_Sisterwho
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he does this to me...over and over again
he writes and I create another world
I am on my knees...all juicey and open for him
he circles and watches
wth his words he fucks me
he gave my fantasies back to me, direct messages to my cunt,
one, two...whisperings, in my ear close to me...watch..tell me what you want them to
do...that spirals me out to the edge of hard cumming!
he whispers..and with your gorgeous face you must look good full of cock from all ends.
he whispers....You do need to be fucked. Your hair needs to be gripped hard and used to pull you back in a banging fuck. Your chin should be held as you suck cock. Your hands should be busy keeping your balance or grabbing for leverage depending on how you are getting pumped.
he whispers...finger yourself...open those tender lips and I will watch you....
he whispers close to my ears...soft, soft breath with his words he caresses me to cum
NOW...
I obey....lost to the world, seeing nothing..am blind to all but his words coursing thru my soul...
my fingers and hands are drenched...inarticulate cries, hips still bucking..working the last pleasures from my body
I fall forward on the floor in front of him
He smiles his pleasure
Good Pet
fucking A that was exhausting
he writes and I create another world
I am on my knees...all juicey and open for him
he circles and watches
wth his words he fucks me
he gave my fantasies back to me, direct messages to my cunt,
one, two...whisperings, in my ear close to me...watch..tell me what you want them to
do...that spirals me out to the edge of hard cumming!
he whispers..and with your gorgeous face you must look good full of cock from all ends.
he whispers....You do need to be fucked. Your hair needs to be gripped hard and used to pull you back in a banging fuck. Your chin should be held as you suck cock. Your hands should be busy keeping your balance or grabbing for leverage depending on how you are getting pumped.
he whispers...finger yourself...open those tender lips and I will watch you....
he whispers close to my ears...soft, soft breath with his words he caresses me to cum
NOW...
I obey....lost to the world, seeing nothing..am blind to all but his words coursing thru my soul...
my fingers and hands are drenched...inarticulate cries, hips still bucking..working the last pleasures from my body
I fall forward on the floor in front of him
He smiles his pleasure
Good Pet
fucking A that was exhausting
the YaYas!YaYa_Sisterwho
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We are pleased with the ..*growling*
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THE landscaper has been spending quite a bit of time on my block lately. This is the young and delicious looking man that kept eyeing me up all summer during my daily jog around the neighborhood and then had a case of trembling lips and averted eyes during a brief conversation.
An unseasonably warm spell has caused all the leaves to fall and he's been busily working that blower on the surrounding properties. He saw me out there raking and parked all his gear in front of my house. He dropped the tailgate on his truck and caught me looking at him. Daydreaming ensued as I raked for the next couple hours ... Dusk is so early now. Started wondering what that tailgate would feel like pressed against my bare back. The cover of darkness barely protecting me from the prying eyes of my neighbors. Him letting loose and running his dirty mouth. Telling me what a slutty woman I am for teasing and tempting him. Him growling my name and cursing as he gives me all that bottled up frustration. His callused worker bee hands all over my soft skin, gripping me so tight as if I'm trying to get away. I want to be able to feel his crushing strength for days afterward. I wish I knew if he really would touch me like that. Who knows, he probably has a limp dishrag kinda way of touching and this is all best left to my jacking mind.
An unseasonably warm spell has caused all the leaves to fall and he's been busily working that blower on the surrounding properties. He saw me out there raking and parked all his gear in front of my house. He dropped the tailgate on his truck and caught me looking at him. Daydreaming ensued as I raked for the next couple hours ... Dusk is so early now. Started wondering what that tailgate would feel like pressed against my bare back. The cover of darkness barely protecting me from the prying eyes of my neighbors. Him letting loose and running his dirty mouth. Telling me what a slutty woman I am for teasing and tempting him. Him growling my name and cursing as he gives me all that bottled up frustration. His callused worker bee hands all over my soft skin, gripping me so tight as if I'm trying to get away. I want to be able to feel his crushing strength for days afterward. I wish I knew if he really would touch me like that. Who knows, he probably has a limp dishrag kinda way of touching and this is all best left to my jacking mind.
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