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In praise of Masturbation

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 14 Jul 2002 1 comments
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by an Avid Enthusiast! Oh, how I love to jack off! I love even to say it: to say "I love to jerk off", and "I want to masturbate again". When I go to bed at night sometimes, I talk to myself out loud, saying, "Now it's time to masturbate, to take my hard cock in my hand and stroke it and pump it, to jerk off my cock, to masturbate while reading porn designed to make me feel sexy while pumping my cock and make it shoot." Hearing the words, seeing the pictures in my head, makes my cock all that much harder, my heart race that much more. I'm hard now, writing this, and loving it - I'm squirming in my seat, writing about how much I love to hump my hand and masturbate. I love to do it with other people, to watch them work themselves up to orgasmic pleasure, to stroke and slide and pump and tease and work their bodies, work their crotches, while I slide my fist up and down my shaft watching them, as they watch me, they see me masturbate for them while I watch them and we share it together. And I love to masturbate alone. With lube, and a cum rag that reeks of my sperm. With piles of dirty magazines all around me, pictures and stories that I bought for one reason only: to read and look at while I jerk off, to fire my imagination and make my balls churn while I pump my cock. I love the feel when I cum, when I feel it shoot, I can be doing anything - pinching my nipples or shouting out loud or pulling my balls or fucking my ass with fingers or a dildo or just doing nothing with my other hand while I pump my cock to orgasm. Maybe my other hand is by my side; maybe I'm licking precum or cum from a previous orgasm off my fingers, maybe I'm sucking my fingers like a cock or licking between them like a pussy, or maybe it's just stroking my hair or my face. And my other hand is whacking away, masturbating like mad, jerking me off in a big, powerful, open frenzy of lust that has me shaking and quaking over the bed, my hips pumping the air like I'm fucking, fucking, fucking while I'm masturbating hard and fast and feeling that mouth or pussy or ass or hand or even my own hand, as sexy as any part of another person's body, working my cock and my body as I build up to orgasm and shoot, spray, fire that fucking jism into the air and all over myself, cumming loud and hard and oh so good. Then I lick myself clean, my fingertips and fingers. I scoop up what I can from my belly and slurp every bit of the viscous warm goo into my mouth, rolling it over my tongue. Oh, how I love to stroke myself, to get my cock hard and throbbing and make it cum. I love to masturbate, to jerk off, to beat my meat. I love to feel my cock hard, hard in my cotton boxers like it is now. Because I know I'm going to stroke that hard cock soon, and make it feel good, to use all my skills and technique and lust to fuck myself into a masturbatory orgasm of intense power. Ah, another masturbatory orgasm - just the idea of it makes my cock throb a little more. I love the feeling, knowing I'm going to masturbate, jerk off again. Soon. Very soon.