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My Ideal Session

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This is something I wrote not too long ago as a way to put my ideal masturbation session into words. This one ended up as much more of an erotica, so have fun reading...


Alone in my room, with full confidence that nobody is going to see me, I squirm into my bed and relax. I slip off my socks right away, letting my feet breathe. Next goes my shirt. I pull my legs back and let my knees point upward with my now bare feet flat against the bed. I reach my hand into my pants and feel between my legs. My penis has filled up and is itching to come out into the air. I slip down my pants and toss them to the wayside, and shortly after follows my boxers. With all my clothes removed, I spread my legs wide, grab my penis, and start masturbating. My hand gently grabs around and I pull towards the tip. The first thrust in sends immediate glowing sexual energy throughout me. I go fast at first, as I read through something to help get my mind focused on the pleasure. As I pump away, it’s awkward at first, but immediately starts to relieve tension in my back and my hips. I loosen up. That ever-familiar tingly feeling is quietly starting to build inside my penis as my legs spread wider to take more of it in. I speed up and it gets better really quickly. My balls get all jittery as they start to store some of the energy. The tension is constant, and everything feels great physically, especially between my legs, the source of the calming tingles. I am really hungry for more and more pumping. The tingles get stronger and better, as they move into my loins and fill my penis from tip to base. I’m starting to feel something changing. My hips want to buck in and out naturally, feeding in to all of the lovely tickling. My chest continues to flutter. My feet now start to tickle and squeeze themselves. I start to sweat more, and my mouth opens up to pant attractively. But most importantly of all, my penis feels unbelievable. On the underside, beneath the soft skin, the urethra feels wonderful, the source of the tickling tingle. It’s the center of my attention as I continue to thrust in, out, in, out, in, out. And I continue to play around with the intensity of this feeling. That classic almost, almost, almost feeling starts up. I’m taken over by the sensations my body wants to feel. At this point I’ve become a total animal. My legs spread really wide as I pump and pump and pump my penis. Something’s coming from inside my balls, as they get really jittery and ready to let loose. Almost… almost there… but it’s happening too fast for me to feel any better, so I have to slow down, and approach in waves. I barely tap the feeling of ejaculation at the ready each time, playing it very safe to feel as good as possible. More… more nice tingles taking over my parts, and now my whole body. My feet want to go crazy. I’m panting wildly, and squealing with desire. Almost there… and slow down. Almost there… and slow down… almost… THERE… YES… I can’t hold it much longer. I need to let go and have an orgasm. It’s been building up for too long as I start and stop the pumping. My penis feels like it’s filling with pee, but I know with full confidence I’m not going to pee. But I know a mess is imminent. I slowly ease myself over the edge and let my penis overflow with tingly feelings, knocking me out with pleasure. I slowly let my penis fill up with semen ready to burst out and I get tackled by huge satisfying feelings. I hold it all back, and feel the tension rise ever tighter… EVER TIGHTER as I let out a restricted cry of absolute bliss. Then the first shot of sperm splurts out from the tip. My feet squirm, my back arches, my legs spasm, my hips buck, my body glows with bright tingles. Quickly, the second shot gets pumped out, as all of those feelings happen again, and again, and again as the energy dies down and I’m left with a faint fading away of all those body-consuming feelings. I don’t even think about the white sticky stuff that just got spit out of me, I just take in everything I just did with my body. I let it enjoy its treat for the day, until I’m done basking in the result. Looks like I’ve got a mess to clean up… but it was all worth it.

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