I, for one, enjoy writing about sex ... placing myself in a setting, alone if planning a masturbation date or with my ideal lady for the moment. I have had audiences in my writings, even on-line together getting the other off several times as I tell her what I would do or how she should touch & play with herself. I even write about times I spent alone in the woods, the summer I masturbated constantly on my parent's six acre property while I recuperated from an injury. I find it hot as hell to write, and better to have someone at the other end receiving and enjoying the "stories." Any one to exchange either here or in private, private better than public for me. I have this re-occurring setting of my lady in her favorite brassiere and panties, laying on our bed, her head in two pillows ... me only with a long set of pearls that I place around her neck, and three silk scarves ... two bound around each wrist the other end to the bed post and the third tied around her thighs ... my playground set to find and enjoy every aspect of her body as her legs want to be opened for passionate oral pleasure ... the detail so detailed and hot making us both hot and wanting for each other.
This past weekend I put out all remaining roof deck furniture including cushions for the L shaped 8 ft sectiional and my chaise lounge ... Last night I woke up from an erotice dream at the point that I was running the tip of my nose up the length of a sweet pussy - hard as a rock, I heard the wife snoring & in deep sleep so I slipped out of bed and walked down the hallway thinking where would be the best place - I stood at the front balcony looking out at the church steeple & at the chairs on the balcony, started to open the screen door when I realized The Roof is Open! Totally naked, I sleep naked, I walked up the wood staircase, opened the door and felt the cool breeze which just made me harder ... Down the narrow walk way, past the pergola I stood at the south end of the deck scanning the Chicago Skyline while stroking my cock with my left hand and running my right along the base of my rib cage getting so firm as my precum started to run ... My cushioned chaise to my right, adjust the back downward a bit and laid down looking up at the sky, planes in the north landing pattern and stars & planets above as I stroked nice and slow, alternating hands and then both, left running the shaft the right massaging my head and gathering precum to wet my lips ... My mind dropped into giving oral pleasure as my deep portion of my soul, center base of my rib cage, began to deepen extending the feel of my cock and groin up through my abs and soul for that fine whole body sensation ...stroking quick, then slow, tighter, back hand while placing my flowing precum on my lips, deeper and deeper as my orgasm built ... One hand at the base of my rib cage with my right hand driving me, back arched, head pushing against the chaise I exploded up onto my upper chest, neck and chin continuing with my joy stick with my left hand I nailed a second orgasm into my right palm; licked it clean like I would that sweet pussy I was dreaming about ...
Nothing nicer after work day than to remove my clothes and start my evening with a quality masturbation session ... summer is here in Chicago, my roof top awaits & I have a good hour of "alone" time ... thought I may meet a new friend today but thus far it has not happened so the mood with be with her, how I would play her like a fine stringed instrument with her wrists bound by two silk scarves, the far end to top of my chaise, and her thighs tied together with the third ... a long set of pearls around her neck laying between her succulent breasts ... as I outline her breasts almost but not quite touching her nipples her hips begin to rock, her aroma fills the air as we drift together far away from the work day and into the evening ...
Whenever I write Erotica, it's usually based on merging of past experiences combined with fantasies. While I obviously find that returning to my archives & reading them extremely arousing, I also find that the act of masturbating whilst writing them can be a form of sexual activity in itself, as simply putting down every thought that's racing through the mind into descriptive textual terminology forces me to pace myself, as I imagine myself in my character's situation, thus making the session last much longer.
Agreed PineMan ... yet I tend to write Erotica while at work which arouses my mind, the finest sex organ, for the setting of my next masturbation date ... I like to have an imagine of a partner but the shear foreplay to being alone tops everything. My Journal will be more up to date from now on ... I believe laying down the foundation to anything is the basis and base for anything strong.
