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Pillow Love

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I have shared a few masturbation stories and felt I had to share this one.

 

When I was in my teens I could not get enough of jerking off. I would spend a lot of time in my room thinking up new ways to get off. I have used all kinds of lubocants from spit to baby lotion. I would lay in bed at night foregoing sleep as I teased my hard dick into submission. I love to see how shiny my dick looked as I stroked it using vasaline. The head of my dick used to look so angry with it's deep red color. Many nights the moonlite would fall across the bed and I would tickle and stroke my dick until the point of no return arrived. Cum would fly up into the air through the moonlite looking like big globs of raindrops. I would moan and grunt as the cum would splash all over my stomach.


Anyway, while hunting for more things to masturbate with, luck shined down on me. I found an old pillow in the closet with a small tear in the seam. My dick stood at attention immediately as it gave me a most interesting idea. I quickly tore the hole a little wider and wham I shoved my hard dick into that feather filled pillow. Bliss!!! I could feel those feathers tickling my dick so deliciously. I laid on the bed and rested the pillow on my groin. I began teasing my nipples as the feathers tickled all around my dick. I knew I would not last long and I was right. I let go of my nipples and grabbed the pillow. I began pumping into it like a mad fiend. Cum shot out of my dickhead like a cannon. I thought it would never stop. Afterward I lay there exhusted unable to move. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. One small drawback to that however was the fact that when I pulled my softening dick out, feathers were stuck all over it. But I did not care. I used my pillow 'lover' day after day, week after week until I had to stop. Why? Well, the feathers inside the pillow all started to become a bunch of feather clumps if you get my drift. ha ha. I will always remember my pillow as long as I live.

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