…I made up my mind that this was going to be it. I figured that if I just did it right away without thinking it might work this time. So I stroked my little dick while I gazed at my cute girlfriends pic. I thought about how I was going to lap it all up and pretty soon I blew my load on the glass covering her pic. Then I took one large lick and my cum was in my mouth….
Jack Frederick is a regular contributor to OnaniaSupport and a provider of captioned “masturbation muses”, so you may already be familiar with his nature. In this OpenZipper recording he describes his life as a chronic mastubator, beginning with accidental self discovery of masturbation and early experiences ejaculating spontaneously for neighborhood girls. It gets wilder with masturbation adventures with other boys, sending naked masturbator photos to potential girl friends, early frustrations by teenage girls, girlfriend cuckolding him with his well-endowed English teacher, … and more.
Jack says:
It’s very hot to think of everyone listening to my secret confessions
. … there is another thread of experiences related to humiliation that didn’t really come out, and I could talk about that further, and/or you might want to have a post-confession interview.
Email him at <wlhotwhispering@yahoo.com> and maybe he will give us some more/
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in http://groups.yahoo.com/group/OnaniaSupport/ a masturbator wrote:
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My neighbor had a party. He is divorced and lives on his own. This was
his annual summer party that is always a huge blast. This year he
invited a lot of out of town guests as well as the neighbors. The
party starts off with kids allowed but as it seeps into the evening
the kids are encouraged to leave.
There was a band playing this time and the lead singer was a very tall
and slim man. The type of man I know my wife is attracted to. Can you
guess where this is going?
Like all of you fellow cuckolds and wannabe’s I too have continually
fantasized about my wife surrendering her body to another man. I don’t
want her dating anyone I just want her to get loaded and feel horny
and give in to a strangers touch. I’m sure I don’t need to explain why
I want this. We all understand the feeling.
When she sensed the familiar twitching of his cock, warning her he was about to cum, she immediately did what she had just learned. Her fingers circled around the head of his cock and squeezed it real hard. This had the effect of preventing his seminal liquid from escaping, keeping him from cumming in a really effective way. She also knew that this would make his cock hypersensitive, and immediately proceeded to rub the head of his prick between her fingers, so as to keep him on the brink of ejaculating for several seconds. Her victim was actually starting to shudder from the sensation it gave him, and had trouble keeping on his feet as that expert sexpot had him moaning with her maddening strokes.
….Since then, America has undergone a steady liberalization of attitudes about sex, with one stark exception: masturbation. Surveys confirm that the vast majority of Americans engage in the practice. But you can’t easily admit it or say a kind word on its behalf.
That’s why Bill Clinton had to fire his surgeon general, Joycelyn Elders, after she suggested that schools teach about masturbation. Elders had already come out in favor of drug decriminalization, but it was masturbation that brought her down. When Clinton fired Elders – before his own sexual escapades with a White House intern came to light – he told reporters that Elders’ views on the topic reflected “differences with administration policy and my own convictions.”
Christine O’Donnell is the new Joycelyn Elders, updated for the Internet age. O’Donnell spoke out against masturbation, and Elders in favor of it, but they both broached a fundamental prohibition by talking about it at all. If you keep talking – and laughing – about O’Donnell and masturbation, ask yourself why. You might not like the answer.
via The peril of breaking one of our last taboos | Philadelphia Inquirer | 10/22/2010.
Unlike my fiction stories, what follows is another true experience (Club Tease was the other one, along with my tentative tease-o-graphy series which I stopped due to lack of feedback…) In Club Tease, I must admit there may have been some over-imaginative interpretations of what the girl was doing to me, such as purposely masturbating me instead of merely rubbing her knee against my hard-on, but in the following I believe I stayed really true to the facts. As such, you may find there are too many ‘non tease’ details, or not like the ending, or prefer a more ‘tie and tease’ orientation (sorry, but the latter is not really my cup of tea, although I enjoy reading some of the stories… My feeling is a real cock-teaser has no need to tie the guy to reach her ways, her sheer sexual power should be more than enough…) Also, I abbreviated the names to the first initial to avoid any possible embarassment to the girls.
He would be absolutely forbidden to spill a drop of his hot liquid. I would frig and toy with him most cruelly, slowly stroking his burning flesh gently up and down at length between the soles of my shoes until he could no longer withhold his sperm. He could not escape my goading red spikes. He would groan and squeeze his muscles, helplessly trying to resist my urging feet, but his organ would be heartlessly stroked until forced to squirt.
However, I decided to do otherwise, removing my feet from his cock, leaving him to throb in the empty air.
One of the more erotic incidents happened after Sue had bought a rather nice pair of black, knee length leather boots. She was sitting in the lounge one evening when I arrived back from work. I kissed her as usual, and then I commented on how sexy her boots were. I asked her permission to masturbate as usual, expecting her to maybe join in. To my surprise she had different ideas.
“Go right ahead.” She told me casually. “You can do it here in front of me, on your knees.”
She completely ignored me as I knelt down and unbuckled my belt. And as I began to stroke my already erect cock, Sue actually reached over and picked up the telephone! She gestured for me to carry on while she called Janet, a friend of hers, and started a completely mundane conversation about plans for a weekend shopping trip. To my amazement I became intensely aroused, and I quickly built up to a climax. Sue noticed my condition and moved the phone away from her mouth.
“Come over my boots.” She whispered, and went back to her call.
I shuffled forward on my knees so that I was in range and in a few seconds I’d spurted a huge load of come across both boots. I started to get up, but Sue pointed to the ground and I froze as she took her time about completing the call with Janet.
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A Story of T’s – T3
The seemingly endless afternoon finally passed by. As Tim got ready to leave the office, Tanya told him:
“Well, Tim, have a nice evening! And don’t forget to wear your new jeans and jacket, hmmm? Who knows if I might fancy that date tonight?”
Hiding his erection behind his briefcase, he walked clumsily to his car and drove home. Despite a hot bath followed by a long cold shower, his arousal wouldn’t subside. He reluctantly got dressed as Tanya had told him. At least he was home and nobody could see him. But the constant rubbing of the extremely tight silky fabric over his desperate hard-on only served to keep him constantly on the brink. Continue reading
A Story of T’s – T2
Tim’s arousal did everything but recede as he watched Tayla’s flashing her exposed pussy at him. Sitting across from him at the cash desk, her fingers resumed their suggestive motion over the tip of her white pencil. She made sure her little game would keep him hard as a rock. After a while, Trisha came back carrying a jacket and a pair of jeans, asking for another fitting. He followed her to the fitting room, and proceeded to change into the new gear. As he could have expected, It was all made out of that same silky white fabric he already knew too well. As he touched it, he remembered the effect Tayla’s gloved fingers had been having on his nearly exploding cock-head. It was that same silky material. He indeed wondered how it would feel to have his cock all encased inside it. It made him feel nervous. He couldn’t help but remember the comments Trisha had made about it. Attempting to think about something else, he started putting on the jacket. Trisha opened the curtain: