Jacking-Off Log

[rosco rathbone]

Just a fuckin' waste of energy... but what's an orgone release?

I am no expert on this topic, but here is how I understand it. "Orgone energy" is an invention of a famous post-Freudian shrink named Wilhem Reich. He came up with a lot of theeries that are very influential but then veered into madness; for which he was hounded out of scientific society much like electrical visionary Nikolai Tesla. In his late days, Reich became obsessed with the concept of a "vital energy field" which doth surround us. He dubbed it "orgone"; which to me is a combination of "orgasm" and "ozone"; a neologism which perfectly captures the essence of electricity, aura, and sexual energy that he was reaching for. "Orgone energy" was raw vitality that flowed in an in-out pattern. Too much was as bad as too little. Reich was very interested in the problems of sexual repression of his day-the hornyness of old-school males. He saw orgone buildup as a problem releaseable by proper orgasm. Also, low orgone was a massive problem. Low elan vital. He invented a crackpot device to gain orgone-the "orgone accumulator"-a box lined with tinfoil in which one would lie.

All errors re Reich mine; I am pulling this stuff directly out of my bottom.

 

[yankee13]

jacking while reading this thread....particularly posts by broken_Star, ruby and image.....been going for 30 minutes....just a couple storke s here and there.....creating a huge build up.....orgasm will be big, and lots of ...uh....juice

 

[rosco rathbone]

I got one off last night, not bad at all. It is called the Verbal Jack. Will tell all later.

 

[~*Angel_Brat*~]

Hmmmm... sniffing.. quick & twitching, but full breaths... and discerning ones... then long deep intakes, breathing... a slow smile spreading across my lips...
I see potential here....

Brat?

i did it again last night. i'd spent the evening with a guy friend who i find very sexy but he has a girlfriend it was the first time i've been to his house and in his bedroom

he doesn't have any furniture in there and his bed is on the floor so i sat on the edge, laying back occasionally...all the time thinking that he masturbates here, and the idea got me so hot. so when he left the room to talk on the phone with his girlfriend, i shut the door and lay on his bed, with my hand down my jeans, stroking my pussy through my panties. i rubbed my clit hard through the material and just smelling his scent on the pillows drove me to orgasm...i came hard and fast and i had to bite my lip to keep from crying out. i finished and sat up like nothing had happened by the time he came back into the room. his room was pretty warm and that explained my flushed face.

...part of me wishes he'd caught me though, who knows what would have happened.

orgasm: excellent but quick...i'll be masturbating to this memory for a long time

 

[Queen Bee]

I had a good one last night while I was in bed, waiting for the hub to come home. I had my "real skin"-enhanced vibrator nuzzled against my clit, buzzing in its spongy, friendly way.

I had a dildo, but as so often happens, it ended up in my mouth instead of my pussy. I like to practice with it & test my limits, shove it in until I gag. I was thinking about my favorite parts of a blowjob: a fist tangled in my hair, his hand gripping the base of his cock and feeding it to me, opening my mouth wide so he can shake his cockhead just inside my lips to make a plockety-plockety sound, licking that velvety spot behind the balls.

It's strange what got me off, though, as I humped against the vibrator: I thought of a man squeezing my face and making me pass his load into his mouth, an act I find inexplicably repugnant, even though I swallow with pleasure. It was a strong orgasm that lifted my pelvis off the bed: a 7.

 

[rosco rathbone]

Verbal Jack

OK, here's the jack.

Twas the night before last and I awoke at 4AM and lay on the sweaty sofa. I was floating in the darkness and playing with my floppy tool.

I am a very word-obsessed person. A phrase, word or rithim of speech will stick in my word brain and torture me incessantly. The other day, I saw on the internet that some illiterate had used the word "organism" for "orgasm" and that got me right in my word head. I was lying there thinking about the phrase "I had an organism in her mouth and she swallowed my organisms" and all of a sudden I got hard as can be. That shifted into a fantasy of being blown by someone who loves phraseology as much as I do. I saw her on her knees between my legs and I told her "I am going to have an organism in your mouth, bitch". I jumped up and ran to the ejaculatorium to nut, but I stubbed my toe in the darkness and that took the edge off of my urgency. I rubbed out a nut that was actually very weak, barely droobling into my fist. Curiously, however, I felt a great satisfaction and sense of orgone release that usually goes hand in hand with strong organisms. I went to bed feeling nice and sleepy.

 

[Vilac]

i did it again last night. i'd spent the evening with a guy friend who i find very sexy but he has a girlfriend

....i shut the door and lay on his bed, with my hand down my jeans, stroking my pussy through my panties. i rubbed my clit hard through the material and just smelling his scent on the pillows drove me to orgasm

My first logged jack....fyi. heh

About 45 minutes ago, using Angel Brat's av and post as inspiration. Fresh out of the shower...in nothing more than my robe....sitting here at the 'puter. Intensity was at least a 7.5/8.

V~

 

[Queen Bee]

Spermotozoa are organisms, aren't they?

 

[rosco rathbone]

Spermotozoa are organisms, aren't they?

I think so. No, wait, they cannot live independently, seeking food and so forth. They have powers of independent movement but are better compared to guided drone missiles.

I am evolving a new form of seed deep in my balls that will be able to exist independently of my body like an amoeba colony or a slime mold....creeping along the dark walls of your bedroom seeking a warm woomb to colonise...

ick

 

[Queen Bee]

Heh. I know a story you should check out. Give me a minute; I'll find the link.

 

[Queen Bee]

Monocle is a very good writer who has recently submitted a few of his lighter stories to Lit. This one has a strange theme that your post reminded me of.

http://www.asstr.org/~Monocle/Stories/Test3.html

 

[yankee13]

right this minute.....reading angel brats post...but i happen to come back into the room.....sit across the bed from her and jerk off all over my stomach.....

current state....dick on the hole of my boxer briefs...orgasm good...lots of cum

 

[rosco rathbone]

The angel brat
is where it's at.


apologies to ogden nash

 

[~*Angel_Brat*~]

right this minute.....reading angel brats post...but i happen to come back into the room.....sit across the bed from her and jerk off all over my stomach.....

current state....dick on the hole of my boxer briefs...orgasm good...lots of cum

glad i can inspire you.

 

[Image]

Ahhhh... The power of the garden hose!

It's about 78 degrees, but warm... I'm not completely naked, just my bathing suit bottoms on ...

and REALLY I cleaned the house... I did, I did...

But it got sunny and hot.. and sweaty
and the plants needed watering

I sat in a resin garden chair facing a wooden bench.. feet propped on the edge
Spraying the water into the air and letting it fall across my body... holding up each tit, aiming the jet to painfully beat against each nipple... then squeezing my breasts together... the pulse against them both...
Mostly it's how I envision myself... as if someone was watching me from behind the house... so I act out a little

The chair is flooded now under my ass... I feel the need to piss, been drinking a lot of wine... I don't feel like getting up so I just piss where I'm sitting... sort of a fetish anyway

That feeling of warm liquid spreading under my ass cheeks...

Lifting up a bit I position the hose... it worries me a bit that I might get caught by my husband...

At first just pulstaing on my mound... my pubic hairs long and blonde, silky and flowing...

I am so able to control each pulsation, strength and direction... that is the beauty of self pleasure in my opinion...

It is such a pretty sight... the hose in my hand snaking out from between my thighs.

Came with both feet planted on the ground... back arched.. hips and ass slightly off the puddle in the chair.

Since it was an outdoor adventure it scores an extra point..

The fantasy that I may have been caught another 1.5...

Intensity 4 (mostly due to the fact that the water was really cold)

The mental aspect though gives it strength.. I like the picture of the hose between my legs...

So... all in all, this one... another 7

 

[Queen Bee]

Lovely, Image. I admire your multi-tasking, making sure the plants get a drink and all.

JohnnyCLately, enjoyed your memory, too.

Nothing to report today.

 

[Netzach]

I find myself obliging. I don't think this constitutes a pattern though. Perish the thought.

Rathbone has an interest in patterns. Since we seem to agree on so much, could our masturbatory activities possibly be enmeshed somehow, like some oppositional Sephirot? She wondered.

Netzach/Netzach? There's no Hod in sight. Not true, maybe. My jilling (that sounds so stupid, we need a better word) my frenetic toggling of my switch is, for me, not a moment of acute fantasia, it's a sleeping pill. A release of the orgones that are just keeping me the fuck awake. A lackadasical, descending, submission, of sorts. The clit is there, the pleasure can be had.

At least these days, that's how it is.

I do love my new Wahl Coil vibe.

Am a button baby. Mystified by the G spot, vaunted and exhalted. It's always felt, to me, rather like poking a bruise. Wow, there go the fireworks, not. So overrated.

Recent self-stim has been me, the Wahl, sometimes with the boysub in bed beside me, hands skimming my rigid, orgasm-ing form. Does that still count as a jack? Or is the jack always furtive and alone? I think maybe it is.

 

[#1tankcomander]

Ahhhh... The power of the garden hose!

It's about 78 degrees, but warm... I'm not completely naked, just my bathing suit bottoms on ...

and REALLY I cleaned the house... I did, I did...

But it got sunny and hot.. and sweaty
and the plants needed watering

I sat in a resin garden chair facing a wooden bench.. feet propped on the edge
Spraying the water into the air and letting it fall across my body... holding up each tit, aiming the jet to painfully beat against each nipple... then squeezing my breasts together... the pulse against them both...
Mostly it's how I envision myself... as if someone was watching me from behind the house... so I act out a little

The chair is flooded now under my ass... I feel the need to piss, been drinking a lot of wine... I don't feel like getting up so I just piss where I'm sitting... sort of a fetish anyway

That feeling of warm liquid spreading under my ass cheeks...

Lifting up a bit I position the hose... it worries me a bit that I might get caught by my husband...

At first just pulstaing on my mound... my pubic hairs long and blonde, silky and flowing...

I am so able to control each pulsation, strength and direction... that is the beauty of self pleasure in my opinion...

It is such a pretty sight... the hose in my hand snaking out from between my thighs.

Came with both feet planted on the ground... back arched.. hips and ass slightly off the puddle in the chair.

Since it was an outdoor adventure it scores an extra point..

The fantasy that I may have been caught another 1.5...

Intensity 4 (mostly due to the fact that the water was really cold)

The mental aspect though gives it strength.. I like the picture of the hose between my legs...

So... all in all, this one... another 7

Send some of that 78 Deg. weather to me! I'm baking in 110 Deg. with 110% humidity!

Please!

 

[rosco rathbone]

I find myself obliging. I don't think this constitutes a pattern though. Perish the thought.

Rathbone has an interest in patterns. Since we seem to agree on so much, could our masturbatory activities possibly be enmeshed somehow, like some oppositional Sephirot? She wondered.

Netzach/Netzach? There's no Hod in sight. Not true, maybe. My jilling (that sounds so stupid, we need a better word) my frenetic toggling of my switch is, for me, not a moment of acute fantasia, it's a sleeping pill. A release of the orgones that are just keeping me the fuck awake. A lackadasical, descending, submission, of sorts. The clit is there, the pleasure can be had.

At least these days, that's how it is.

I do love my new Wahl Coil vibe.

Am a button baby. Mystified by the G spot, vaunted and exhalted. It's always felt, to me, rather like poking a bruise. Wow, there go the fireworks, not. So overrated.

Recent self-stim has been me, the Wahl, sometimes with the boysub in bed beside me, hands skimming my rigid, orgasm-ing form. Does that still count as a jack? Or is the jack always furtive and alone? I think maybe it is.

The jack is furtive by definition.

 

[rosco rathbone]

learned gobbledeegook......hokus pokus.....abrahadabra....bleah blah

Is this your idea of logging in with a simple jack?? Perhaps this is a preamble.

A jack is a discrete, furtive autogasm.

Wait, I am rethinking. Perhaps your sleepy jacks seem unworthy of report because of an often postulated, never proved difference between the sexes.

As I theorise it, the female sexuality is diffuse, universal, all-encompassing, decentred, non-phallogocentric. Thus, female "jacks" would tend towards a blurring of jack identity. A melting into the pleroma of your femininity. Whereas my male jacks are discrete, verbal, defined. A begninning and end to them, an attempt to set themselves off from the matronal endoverse. Tiny male peeps in a gigantic, amniotic female multiverse.

Your jacks are unworthy of report because you inhabit your sexuality on a day to day basis; whereas my orgasms are isolated outposts of need in a wasteland of logic and reason.

 

[Queen Bee]

Sure; I always feel myself melting into the amniotic embrace of the female multiverse after playing dunk the knuckle. That's why I bring a towel.

 

[Image]

I'm sure there is a more eloquent response buried somewhere in my subconscience
But I'm buzzed... So quickly, in this particular thread..
My orgasms are reported deliberatley and hard... and only romanticized for textual pleasure. Not only yours but mine


But really now Netzach... post a fuckin' session or shut up!
Only cause I think you're hot...

 

[Queen Bee]

I'm in the pink and the pink's in me.

I've got a glass of white wine and my Wahl coil vibe with its stubby little cockhead attachment.

 

[Image]

Did you say white wine my dear? I think I'll go pour another glass...

 

[MrBates]

*Beware*

Beware of women with power tools!

Especially when there's wine involved.

Pink?
I like pink.
It's a pretty color!

Me?
It's just me and my imagination right now;
and I'm even typing with TWO HANDS!