Jacking-Off Log

[Rhys]

oh like

NOW

 

[rosco rathbone]

I hadn't busted in days and felt the need to get one off just to reassure myself of my virility. I flopped my noodle about for a while but nothing doing. So, I viewed my one porno mpeg. A penis on legs nuts in the open receptacle mouth of a kneeling, pretty, Russian-looking girl with buck teeth. The penis smears the nut around the circular sperm-spittoonlips. Then some sort of dialogue apparently ensues. Something like "did you swallow it yet"? and she shakes her head no, then makes a face like she is trying to choke something nasty down. Off to the ejaculatorium and boom boom boom. THree deep relaxes and actually got some serious air-one strand made it all the way to the lateral lip of the ejaculation basin. (This may have been caused by the nut simply oozing onto my fist, then being thrown free by fast hand motions. Since I had my eyes shut, this can be neither confirmed nor denied. Further studies will be necessary to show whether or not my recent airtime is in fact ejaculatory potency or an artifact of my jackign style.

nut: strongish but mind wandering. a utilitarian nut.
load: average

 

[Guest]

I'm still fascinated by this thread. Such devotion to Onan.

BTW - I just want to lick Rhys's pieces - I mean teeth.

 

[rosco rathbone]

I'm still fascinated by this thread. Such devotion to Onan.

BTW - I just want to lick Rhys's pieces - I mean teeth.

They are quite well-proportioned and even; but sorely in need of a whitening treatment. Piratically yellow.

 

[Queen Bee]

They are quite well-proportioned and even; but sorely in need of a whitening treatment. Piratically yellow.

Yeah, but the suggestion that they may be able to tear through chains more than compensates for the nicotine stains. That faint hint of a sneer is nice, too.

I haven't jilled for a couple of days, but I'm looking forward to an intense session tonight. I'm planning to wear my husband's Superman T-shirt, which he wore and discarded this morning, and which I have been sniffing like a bitch in heat all afternoon. I must be ovulating or something; I can't remember when I've been so horny all day.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Yeah, but the suggestion that they may be able to tear through chains more than compensates for the nicotine stains. That faint hint of a sneer is nice, too.

I haven't jilled for a couple of days, but I'm looking forward to an intense session tonight. I'm planning to wear my husband's Superman T-shirt, which he wore and discarded this morning, and which I have been sniffing like a bitch in heat all afternoon. I must be ovulating or something; I can't remember when I've been so horny all day.

I kind of like the image of a bitch sort of writheing around epileptico/spasmodically on a sweaty unmade bed; huffing deperate huffs from a dirty t-shirt like Laura Dern trying to get high in Citizen Ruth.

 

[Queen Bee]

Yeah, that's pretty close.

 

[Queen Bee]

Hey, I just accidentally gave Rosco my post cherry.

 

[Broken*Star]

I hadn't busted in days and felt the need to get one off just to reassure myself of my virility. I flopped my noodle about for a while but nothing doing. So, I viewed my one porno mpeg. A penis on legs nuts in the open receptacle mouth of a kneeling, pretty, Russian-looking girl with buck teeth. The penis smears the nut around the circular sperm-spittoonlips. Then some sort of dialogue apparently ensues. Something like "did you swallow it yet"? and she shakes her head no, then makes a face like she is trying to choke something nasty down. Off to the ejaculatorium and boom boom boom. THree deep relaxes and actually got some serious air-one strand made it all the way to the lateral lip of the ejaculation basin. (This may have been caused by the nut simply oozing onto my fist, then being thrown free by fast hand motions. Since I had my eyes shut, this can be neither confirmed nor denied. Further studies will be necessary to show whether or not my recent airtime is in fact ejaculatory potency or an artifact of my jackign style.

nut: strongish but mind wandering. a utilitarian nut.
load: average

Your jack off log makes me want to rub my nub.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Your jack off log makes me want to rub my nub.

No jacking without logging. That is the rule.

 

[Broken*Star]

No jacking without logging. That is the rule.

I'll be in later to tell about it.

 

[rosco rathbone]

RAJ. RAJ. RA@#$%&*J.

 

[Queen Bee]

Mission accomplished last night. I did wear the pheremoney T-shirt, and I came twice, hard. A 6 and an 8 on the Richter scale. The second time, my neck and thighs cramped fiercely; I have an unfortunate tendency to tense up in anticipation of orgasm. It was quite a wet session. I had to sit on a towel.

 

[Broken*Star]

After reading Rosco's thread on his sexual punditry and his jack off log I had to play with myself. Imagining him slapping my face and grabbing me by my hair and forcing his cock into my mouth. While he's skullfucking me I have two fingers in my snatch, getting all wet and rubbing my clit hard. I thought about him threatening me to swallow it all and reaching down to pinch my nipples while I sucked his cock.

It was a very good orgasm, my hand was soaked after and I was out of breath.

Thanks for the inspiration.

 

[Zaudika]

Last night, before sleep, on my back, on my bed.

Using my small egg vibrator against my clit..

Fantasy of being bent over and fucked in the ass while spanked.

Made myself cum within about 5 minutes... had been planning on giving myself 2 orgasms, but was way to ultra sensitive because of the intensity of the first. So I dosed off happily after the first.

 

[Tim1]

yoooo

Not sure this counts but....

place...... Subway
Using..... Stole a pic of the new chicken sub.
Where.....In the small bathroom.
How.....Stuck pic on wall with spit.....sat back on toilet ,,,,,shit I forgot to put paper down first. GOD I' probably cause some weird STD.

Stroked for 10 min at least before the sauce was ready. Juiced up the pic with sauce......

Took pic back to lobby and left it on the return tray rack.

I just know I'm gunna get warts on my ass from no paper.

 

[rosco rathbone]

I couldn't keep my penis in my pants.

This day, I realized what it will be like as a dirty old man. At work, watching the tugboats pass along the Cloaca Maxima below, I felt sick, tired, hungover, old, feeble, morose, lame, halt and blind. But despite all this, an urge still bestirred in me. As if a basic spark of lust could not be extinguished no matter what. I unzipped (sitting on a scaffold in the wind) and pulled out my poppycock. It was floppy, but no matter. The urge is no respecter of virility or youthful tools. I imagined myself too old to do anything but lie exhausted on a bed and have my soft old penis suckled sweetly by a young girl. I jerked it, it flopped about. The wind increased and far below, the Bouchard Boys churned through the mist against the changing tide, dragging a 100-meter-long barge laden to the gunwales with a full cargo of oil and other precious petroleum products destined for energy-hungry consumers upstream. I put my greasy penis back in my jeans.

nut: no
load:none

 

[MrBates]

Last Night....

It was last night for me.
I was in my office.
It took forever for the place to empty out;
And I'd spent all day (or at least a good share of it) trading inspirational emails with a fellow Litster.

Fantasy involved peeking up a skirt at a pair of panties...and yeah, there was a wet spot on them.

Pumped wildly while standing up this time.
Shot my load into a handful of kleenex.
It was a big load too; I attribute it's size to the length of time I'd kept myself aroused.

Oh, and Broken*Star....what a wonderful picture you paint with your words. Mmmmmm.

 

[Broken*Star]

I couldn't keep my penis in my pants.

This day, I realized what it will be like as a dirty old man. At work, watching the tugboats pass along the Cloaca Maxima below, I felt sick, tired, hungover, old, feeble, morose, lame, halt and blind. But despite all this, an urge still bestirred in me. As if a basic spark of lust could not be extinguished no matter what. I unzipped (sitting on a scaffold in the wind) and pulled out my poppycock. It was floppy, but no matter. The urge is no respecter of virility or youthful tools. I imagined myself too old to do anything but lie exhausted on a bed and have my soft old penis suckled sweetly by a young girl. I jerked it, it flopped about. The wind increased and far below, the Bouchard Boys churned through the mist against the changing tide, dragging a 100-meter-long barge laden to the gunwales with a full cargo of oil and other precious petroleum products destined for energy-hungry consumers upstream. I put my greasy penis back in my jeans.

nut: no
load:none

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ty Mr.Bates

 

[rosco rathbone]

I got rained out. All the way home, I felt a jack coming on. When I got home, I took a nap. I woke up and the jack was still there. I kind of doodled around with it, looking for a boner. I even searched the WWW for pix of Serena Williams' butt. Finally I fell back on my old standby-bdsm personals. I did a search for black submissives and got one I'd never seen before, with big tits, who said, in her profile "there will be no politeness putting a wall between us. Respect is fine, but I can't stand politeness". I thought that was just great. I got a hard dick, went to the ejaculatorium and cranked off a nut. Just the basic thing, to clean the pipes.

nut: utilitarian, will be quickly forgotten
load: several nickle-and-dimesize blots, colour a bit yellowish for my taste.

 

[mrguitarmn]

I played with myself the other night postponed the big "o" for about a half an hour and finally came on a napkin. Huge load and pretty intense too

 

[rosco rathbone]

I feel a jack coming on, god willing.

 

[MrBates]

Last Night

Me: Details from last night.
I had been sharing emails with a friend about playing with ice. Unfortunately, the janitors showed up, and I left here soon after her last message. Most excited...at the thought of her; the ice; and her panties...and the wetness created by both her excitement and the ice.

I was semi-hard and kept rubbing it thru my jeans all the way home. It was late, but I wasn't even hungry. I went and sprawled out on the sofa right after I got home. I grabbed a little towel cuz I knew I'd want to start touching myself right away.

I kicked off my shoes and got comfy. Undid the belt, the top button and the zipper; and began to caress myself thru my boxer briefs. I rapidly returned to hardness and pushed the cotton fabric out of the way. My penis was sticking straight up; nestled in the curly pubes at its base. It felt good.

Thinking about her and the ice again, though, I got up and walked over to my fridge....and grabbed three ice cubes in an empty glass. I'd never played with ice before but after our talk, I was curious.

The sensations were really cold; but not bad. The ice melted and ran down the shaft of my cock and felt cold...first in my pubes around the base, but it soon seeped down into the crack of my ass. That was weird.

But I was horny. I didn't mess around much. I played; I caressed; I made little circles; but it wasn't long til I was jerking. I put down the ice and concentrated on making myself cum; and when I did, it felt delicious. Shot about 4 good streams; caught it in the towel.

Man...was that ever relaxing.

 

[Aurora_s_Flame]

Last night...

Laying in bed, on the brink of falling asleep. My brain was not really working at all, feeling as if specific thoughts were just too much to handle. It was like it wasn't me, who's hands were slowly sliping along the skin of my torso under my shirt. Slow soft slip of finger tips over ticklishly sensitive flesh, teasing a bit higher...then a bit lower...

I think I was a lil shocked, when my finger tips finally found my breasts. They were feeling very warm, with that deep inner ache that peaks at the tip with hard, defined nubs of my nipples puckered tight. Fingers skimmed, nails scraped, hands pinched and pulled and rolled and cupped and squeezed and massaged...making the flesh even more sensitive than it is...

Then I glanced at the time...yee gods, should have been to sleep long ago...I should stop...I should get some rest...I rolled over...

But it was as if my hands were busy of their own accord...for the fingers that I tried trapping under my body, somehow managed to inch down my body. Arm being trapped by the pressure of my body didn't seem to restrict my fingers from sliding over my mound. Nails skimming the tingling flesh, delving further between swollen lips...wondering, through the haze of my tired mind, how long I had been wet...

Fingers working with purpose, pushing the hard nub of my clit to throb at a higher frequency. Fingers dipping inside, scissoring, and then back out, hearing the seemingly loud rush of wetness oozing with the thrust. Hips pushing, rocking, bucking against my hand, forcing it hard against the mattress. Fingers moving in a flash, concentrating on my clit as my muscles tremble, my legs start feeling that sizzle from toes all the way up...

Explosive finish, with me biting my pillows to muffle the scream...drifting off, into a solid slumber, as my breathing returned to normal. I awoke this morning, still on my stomach, the fingers that had been busy laying on my pillow, still smelling of my sweet scent...

And what had I done? Fallen asleep in the wet spot... silly me! *hears the washing machine going, cleaning the sheets...really needs to make herself remember the towel every time...le sigh*

Rora

 

[Queen Bee]

Wow, those were two hot reports.

Rosco, how did things turn out for you?

I have two incidents to report.

1. Last night I was talking with a friend and I began to feel very, very warm. I fished an ice cube out of my drink and ran it across the back of my neck, which made me shiver, and then over my clavicle. I used the ice to circle my nipples until they were like little ice chips themselves, bright pink and shiny wet.

I rubbed the ice over the sheer pink crotch of my panties, pressing down with the cube until I couldn't stand any more. I circled the ice lower, over those little swells of ass cheek. After a while I needed to come, so I abandoned the ice, but the entire surface of my pussy was still cold to the touch. I rubbed my clit furiously with one hand while I fucked myself with two fingers of the other hand and came hard, noting with interest how hot my juices felt on my chilled, bare pussy lips. Oddly enough, the rest of me was still quite hot and flushed.

2. Very early this morning, I got fucked hard, my ankles clasped around his neck. I came once then (this is just context, not the log entry). When he was ready to come, he quickly straddled my face and I swallowed almost the entire load, but it happened so quickly. Then I had to jump up and get ready for work, but when I got to the bathroom I decided I could eke out another little orgasm, so I did, standing up in the bathroom stroking my clit, my face still smeared with come.