Jacking-Off Log

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Traveling with mom for half the month put a serious dent in my jacking, and so when I dropped her off in the Glasgow train station, I had a fortnight's worth of seed to spill. I hustled into the nearest men's room, found an empty stall, and pounded one out, making no pretense to relieve myself in any other way for the benefit of those in the neigbouring stalls.

Fast, furious ... just as it would have been if I had been picking the Muse up at that station, dragging her in there and pounding her dripping cunt over the toilet, filling her greedy pussy with sperm for her so she could feel it dripping down her leg the rest of the day as I showed her the city.
 
Hamletmaschine said:
Is it better if he spanks and wanks your pussy for you--or for him to tell you to do it to yourself so he can watch?
Well, to be laid down, pushed down and have it done... YES

But I'd love to do it for it him, as well. Just to sit back and do it and see the looks playing over his face and see how long he can go without touching himself or me.
 
VermilionSkye said:
Well, to be laid down, pushed down and have it done... YES

But I'd love to do it for it him, as well. Just to sit back and do it and see the looks playing over his face and see how long he can go without touching himself or me.

Well, then, do it! And be sure to post the results, so we can all enjoy it. ;)
 
VermilionSkye said:
I love mornings when you wake up wet and aroused and it takes so much to quench it.

Just the thought of spooning and feeling fingers slipping inside of me, feeling, moving, rubbing, sets my hips in motion, writhing against hips behind me, hoping to find hard cock nestled between my ass cheeks.
Instead, honeyed fingers smearing cunt juice all over my lips and telling me to straddle him, to let him taste me, fill me with his fingers and tongue...
Up and over, holding on to that headboard
fingers digging in my hips, kneading my ass cheeks, pulling me down
my hips sway back and forth as I slowly lower my puffy pink lips onto tongue muscle waiting to mouth fuck me. Lapping, licking, sucking my clit, my lips, tugging, biting, only to stiffen and plunge inside. In.Out.In Out.
My hips buck faster and faster. My hands gripping the bed. Bucking, grinding, when I feel something else delicious happening...
A finger...there
OH Yes! Rubbing, pressing, circling. "Push it in! All the way in!"
I look over my shoulder to see that cock, thick and veiny, pressed flat against your stomach, hips writhing in the bed, fucking air. (soon inside. soon)
Cunt and asscunt, thrusting and fucking. Rocking hard, fast, closer and closer, feeling an ache spread like fire from my lips and stomach, throbbing, pulsing. Harder. HARDER! Gritting my teeth, closing my eyes. Yes.
Oh god. Fuck me. Fuck ME. Grabbing his head in my hands, grinding down on that loving mouth. YES!! Drink me, lick it up, taste me.
Dripping wet. Drenched and shaking, shuddering and panting like a cat in heat.

I feel you move underneath, pulling away, only to see you behind me kneeling. I turn, facing that face. A look, for what seems like a searing enternity, and you pull my hair in one hand, jerking my head to the side, and kissing, devouring my skin with grazing teeth and lapping tongue.
Only to push me away by the hair you hold so tight in your hands, and push me face first into the bed. Ass high, knees spread.
Mmm feeling those hands kneading my ass cheeks. A good swat across to leave me nice and pink...hot.
Oh, I feel that cock nestled between my ass cheeks. I want it. Now.
I wriggle my ass against your hips, thighs, looking back over my shoulder at you, begging and pleading with me eyes...please. Shove it in. Give me what I want.
YES
Pushing, pressing...not fast enough for me. I back up against up you, shoving every thick inch inside of me. Filled. Completely.
A contented moan escaping my lips. SWAT!!!
"Greedy! Aren't you?"
"Why, yes. Yes, I am."
Grabbing my hips, you slam into me, hard. I know what's coming.
My hair grasped firmly in hand, that hot meat begins pistoning in and out, faster and faster. I hear growling and grunting, cursing and moaning...
How tight. How hot. Wet. Squeeze it. Fuck it.
I meet you thrust for thrust, bucking and bouncing. Back and forth. Tits swaying and slapping against each other.
I can't stand it anymore. Slipping a hand underneath me, fingering, rubbing, smacking pink, puffy lips while you slam more more more
You know I want that. Yes, that.
I squeeze harder, fuck it just as fast. Slam it in. I can feel you. Hear you. Panting, grunting, telling me it's coming. Faster. Faster. HARD. YES! FUCK ME. FUCK ME!
Head yanked back, your fist still holding tight as you fill me. Hot jets, thick, creamy. Mine. All mine.
Only to feel you lay me gently on my side, right beside you, pulling me close and kissing me quiet...

That's what I've jacked off to more than once today. Mmmmm

Gotta love headboards and tangled bedsheets.

:eek:

Good fucking lord... OMG....
 
Taste.

Smell.

My jacks of late have been focused on these two senses.

The taste of a woman.

The scent of a woman.

Intoxicating.

Heady.

Craving wetness. Nectar. Juice. The wetter the better.

Every single drop of her savored. Craved. Like a man wandering in the desert craves water. Not a drop wasted.
 
A quick jack this morning... imagining a divorced mom, trying to be responsible so she hasn't dated much... hungry for cock but not getting nearly enough... until she gets mine, and she devours it like a man in the desert going for water, she's eager for my cum moreso than she even wants to give me pleasure... like my cock is just the delivery device for her... I came quickly.

A grudgeful, frustration jack. It helped.
 
that is a fantasy!

VermilionSkye said:
Well, to be laid down, pushed down and have it done... YES

But I'd love to do it for it him, as well. Just to sit back and do it and see the looks playing over his face and see how long he can go without touching himself or me.

To have the hands tied to the bed and be DONE where you just cannot touch!
 
good sex with a huge splattering orgasm last night after being worked up all day yesterday, then jerked off 2 times within in 20 minutes this morning before getting out of bed.
 
questiongrl said:
driving to work, thinking about his hand. fingers, to be precise. fingers all up inside me. want the hand, too. the fist. watching the road, blurring a bit as my mind wanders. a rush of blood, a certain fullness, an ache, now a full-on throb. to reach down? no. traffic.

to the office. a coupla hours and still ... on the edge. the anxiety, the hurt. pulsating, swollen, primed, slick. so good. not letting up, not satisfied. just...there. such thoughts. cannot concentrate. see his hands. his fingers. feel them. want them. all up inside me.

my hand travels down. scarcely a touch. one light brush of a finger. convulsions. racking fuckin' convulsions.

relief.

*gulp*
 
I did today, although I did have assistance from a very nubile lady. her hands were so smooth and gentle, she was such a tease........she would take me close and then hold off, squeezing me hard at the base of my cock....when the tension lessened, she would then slowly work me back up again.....she was very very good and with a fantastic technique.

It was such a pleasure when I finally exploded all over her hand and stomach!
 
MechaBlade said:
Just came so hard, I seriously felt like I might pass out.


Oh yeah, those are the best. When you think that if it was a little bit stronger the Coroner would say you overdosed on orgasm.
 
Shaq said:
Oh yeah, those are the best. When you think that if it was a little bit stronger the Coroner would say you overdosed on orgasm.
HERE LIES MECHABLADE

He died happy.
 
Haven't been home alone since I arrived at the family home on the morning of the 3rd, plus with moving and packing and all, I hadn't had time to... well.

Finally home alone today, before I go to meet the family for more madness. I've been continually flushed and wet for days, though, with no relief in sight, so you can bet I jumped on this opportunity...

Laid out on my bed from when I was in high school... Slid my pants and undies over my knees, and my hands slithered back down my stomach of their own accord, I swear. I did have a specific picture, a specific fantasy in mind that involved a fellow Litster, to here remain nameless. (Nameless, but in my fantasy, talented as all hell.)

One finger of my right hand on my clit, I slid one finger of my left inside, then winced, sliding another in. Just tight enough to feel it, to feel full.

Must have been only seconds... Finger on my clit pressing, fingers inside me curled and moving, barely... Every muscle in stomach, back, legs, arms flexed until I went limp and boneless.

I think my ears are still ringing. I'd better drink some water or something before I get in the car...
 
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