A masturbator wrote:
When I was sixteen I was already an exceedingly intense
prolonged masturbator into hours of self stimulation and
mind blowing orgasms. I had a girlfriend with hot red hair
and perky tits, but mostly the beauty of her ass made me crazy
in her short little skirts. We went driving one day and found
a secluded spot where she took off her tight top and bra and
told me I look like I play with myself a lot. “Take off your
pants” she said and “get yourself off for at least an hour as
bad boys like you do” with a sexy smile.
Free of my pants I
told her I love my cock and love masturbating half the night.
My hand was dancing upon my erection as I oogled her perfect
little firm tits as she played with her nipples. She told me
my pony was very naughty and big and that I must tame it for
her to watch me get as horny as I can. Her hand went under
her short little skirt as she said she felt wet inside. Her
nipples were pink and hard and she said her clit was aching
for her touch. Off came her panties and I started playing my
bursting turgid penis at the base and moaning at the feel of
my nakedness in the summer heat. She was licking her lips and
motioning her hips as I swore not to cum on the dashboard. I
told her I have secretly watched my sexy sister masturbate at
night and masturbate in a mirror. She called me a pervert and
loved repeating it as I asked her to say it again and again.
I loved watching her skirt moving as she pleasured herself and
moaned desperately saying I want to be harder and harder. Oh
yes she said, “bad boys need to be really hard!” The woods
took my imagination to making huge fountains of cum with her
so we left the car and all our clothing. The warm summer
breeze caressed my bouncy penis and lifted her skirt. Ohhhh!!
I moaned seeing her perfect high firm ass. We found a spot and
moaning sexual heaven with my hard penis and her hard clit
getting the rythm of my hand, her finger and humping hips. She
added the view of her shaved pussy to her hard tits and I could
not imagine being harder and bigger than I felt. Like praying
we stared at each other’s animalistic self loving just moaning
and groaning for a seemingly helpless eternity. Orgasm was
near and her mouth said my penis was unbelievable and totally
gorgeous. I felt the wind as an angel sucking it and felt up
my ass as my love pole was pulsating so as to stimulate itself.
Sexual orgasm builds within me as it did then and I did scream
with pleasure in front of her as the ropes of cum flew from my
buldging head to the sky. I remember her perfect ass and as a
chronic masturbator that image is recreated as I desperately
ache to get off with shattering pleasure. I need so much more
than to cream my fetishes, I need to climb to the peaks of an
aching heaven of penis delights that can only be called a wild
worship of my sexual sensations and shape, an exhausting Bolero
of chasing the heights. My spread legs and love of writing all
make it feel hotter and hotter and I masturbate while writing.
I need really cock loving men to orgasm to my writing with
double the pleasure and the best relief for their manly cocks
I can help to provide. I believe some men were born to really
get off and be masturbating for hours to acheive incredible
orgasms.