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successful Jay

yeah.

trying out some new thoughts

and they worked

over the top O.
 
I've been doing a slow jack all afternoon, just when I'm ready to cum I stop and relax for a moment, then I begin again....

sometimes these are the most wonderfully intense jack's of all
 
VermilionSkye said:
lol but I might want it on me


Mmmm might be a good match then, cus I can get pretty sloppy with my aim. ;)


I'm actually in the mood now... I think I'll go have a good cum
 
Marquis said:
I think humor and erotica have so much in common.

You can always find one, if not both, of these attributes in literally anything, and both can be very therapeutic.
so, so true, M.
 
Yes, this morning! Writing always seems to do it... course if you're writing about getting guys off even better! :devil: :devil: :devil:
 
I beginning to love this thread too...

just had my prolonged jack for the day
 
3:00 am

it sneaks up on me and wakes me up. it's a dull, achey feeling right behind my clit - as if you're here, pushing 4 fingers deep inside me looking for that spot... it's odd to feel this needy, slutty, greedy at this time in the morning - it keeps me awake, it won't go away...

i want to fall back asleep. i roll on my tummy and lie there a few more minutes, realizing i'm squeezing my legs together forcing that ache to grow warmer, deeper. all dreamy and tired, i turn on to my back and spread my legs. i graze my nails down the inside of my thighs to the edge of my pussy. lightly - lightly i trace my fingers over my lips... back and forth. the dull ache turns in to a dizzy lust. i tug on my clit ring then softly circle my clit... tugging, circling... slowly slowly... i think of you watching me...

and then it starts - it's like those school of fish darting through the water first one way then the next - it's like i can feel the blood running through my veins pumping down to my clit - my cunt contracting - i push, push harder on my clit and spread my legs wider trying to make it last until i can't touch there anymore.
 
Marquis said:
I think humor and erotica have so much in common.

You can always find one, if not both, of these attributes in literally anything, and both can be very therapeutic.


A man who consistently makes me laugh is halfway into my pants already.
 
i'm really fucking tired of having to wank all the time. i'd really just like the option not to. someone help me here. how do i control this without getting psychotic?

i'm asking for 5 days to a week here. how can i go at least 5 days and not go crazy?
 
Hester said:
i'm really fucking tired of having to wank all the time. i'd really just like the option not to. someone help me here. how do i control this without getting psychotic?

i'm asking for 5 days to a week here. how can i go at least 5 days and not go crazy?

Well, in my expereince, all the tried-and-true methods--deep depression, intense stress and anxiety, PTSD, and taking SSRIs--do not give you two days off per week from the "sexless condition," unfortunately. So I will not recommend them. ;)

A few (very few) people here, including the thread starter, seem to have a handle on this. Ask Rosco about his weird Chinese mojo chi techniques. He may also know of some natural substances that help.

If this is impairing your quality of life, an endrocrinologist that specializes in sex hormones might be able to help, assuming this is a hormone issue. There are probably drugs out there that reduce libido without nearly as many side effects as SSRIs.

But this might not have a chemical source. With libido, it can be many things.
I wish I could take some of this away from you, Hester. I envy your lustiness. :)
 
Marquis said:
I think humor and erotica have so much in common.

You can always find one, if not both, of these attributes in literally anything, and both can be very therapeutic.

Also, sex acts of any sort are naturally funny, when viewed outside the emotion of lust. Often, with a long-term partner I'd find myself or him popping out of the mood for a moment and starting to laugh and laugh at the silliness of it all, and the the other one would "catch" the perspective and break up, too. It didn't interfere with the sexy mood, we got that back easily enough, but I don't think this happens much in short-term relationships where the serious romantic aspect is pretty important.
 
stirbird said:
Well, in my expereince, all the tried-and-true methods--deep depression, intense stress and anxiety, PTSD, and taking SSRIs--do not give you two days off per week from the "sexless condition," unfortunately. So I will not recommend them. ;)

A few (very few) people here, including the thread starter, seem to have a handle on this. Ask Rosco about his weird Chinese mojo chi techniques. He may also know of some natural substances that help.

If this is impairing your quality of life, an endrocrinologist that specializes in sex hormones might be able to help, assuming this is a hormone issue. There are probably drugs out there that reduce libido without nearly as many side effects as SSRIs.

But this might not have a chemical source. With libido, it can be many things.
I wish I could take some of this away from you, Hester. I envy your lustiness. :)
i've already seen docs re: hormones. apparently, i have to many of some kinds and too few of others. i'm taking replacement for the ones i don't have enough of but they really can't do too much for the ones i have too much of other than dietary changes, which i follow. most symptoms are controllable, but the sex drive isn't.

i'd be so happy to bleed some of this off for you if i only knew how :eek:
 
vetteman said:
It's all about one's psychological environment, jusy surround yourself with Durians and Baluts; I suspect that obnoxious influence might help to cool the libido. :D ;)
knowing me, i'd eventually end up sexualizing those things as well. which would be truly fucked up.
 
Hester said:
i'd be so happy to bleed some of this off for you if i only knew how :eek:

That's the last thing she needs. As lord mayor of london town, I condemn you both to the ducking stool for the crime of publick bawdiness.
 
rosco rathbone said:
That's the last thing she needs. As lord mayor of london town, I condemn you both to the ducking stool for the crime of publick bawdiness.
see, the whole problem here is that that makes me want to go wank.
 
bridgeburner said:
A man who consistently makes me laugh is halfway into my pants already.

The reverse is also true.

Of course, if she starts laughing once my pants are halfway off, that's not such a good thing.
 
Public bawdiness is a recurring theme in my jacks of late.

As I hike, my eyes seek out ideal forest nooks for a raunchy face fuck. Scenery takes on a whole new meaning.
 
tortoise said:
Public bawdiness is a recurring theme in my jacks of late.

As I hike, my eyes seek out ideal forest nooks for a raunchy face fuck. Scenery takes on a whole new meaning.

I had that same experience yesterday in an airport, my fiend. Of course, pretty much wherever I am looks like a good spot for a raunchy face fuck.
 
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