So one of my last post was concerning lack of interest in masturbation, sex, and pornography. I just didn’t feel like my over sexualized, horny self.
This could be attributed to my recent crack in the universe, also known as heartbreak. Or it could be associated my new vow of celibacy; or maybe a combination of both. But I did not plan on putting a moratorium on sexual thoughts, self pleasure etc., so needless to say I became worried when more than a month had passed and I had showed little to no interest in anything remotely sexual. At even one point I had even tried looking at some seedy porn (which almost always gets my juices flowing) and nothing; dry as the Sahara.
I chalked it up as a dry spell, no pun intended, and hoped that when I was ready I would again be a whirling dervish of masturbating, self pleasuring activity.
As predicted, and hoped, yesterday my dry spelled ended. This familiar deep guttural, animal instinct started softly humming in the my lower nether regions. I quietly acknowledged the feelings and kept going about my business, but slowly and surely it became louder and louder until by mid afternoon I had no choice but to give in to the screaming coming from body. I put my work aside, turned my phone off and took my computer, my pink hummingbird and retired to the bed….and….the “let the games begin”.
Jesus Christ! How did I forget how good it feels to cum??!! Holly shit! I mean holly shit!? I came hard and fast…the first time I teased myself, I wanted to make it last. I kept holding it off and holding it off, taking myself to the cusp just until I thought I couldn’t handle the pressure and the tingling anymore and then I’d stop; I continued to tease myself for about ten minutes, until I just couldn’t take it anymore… and I let myself CUM. And OH how I CAME! I mean I really finished. My whole body released. Every muscle in my body immediately relaxed and I felt ….ecstasy.
FUCK!! I’d forgotten how much I loved to masturbate!
Long story short the afternoon past in a blur. Cumming, bad porn, sweaty nap, cum, porn, food, nap. Well you get the drift. It was one of the best afternoons I’ve had in a while. If you are able to find an afternoon or a few spare hours where you can spend a few “quality” hours with yourself I highly recommend it! Trust me.
Thank god for AA batteries and free internet porn!
I’ve been watching you quietly for the last few weeks; (sorry if that sounds creepy, I just wanted to see what you’re blog had to offer.) I have to say, that you do damn good work. It’s hard to bear one’s soul in such a voyeuristic fashion as the blog. Even the anonymity of the internet can’t give you the courage to admit some things about yourself. But its even harder to speak as unabashedly about sensuality the way you do.
And you do it well. Keep up the good work. Seriously, I kinda felt like I needed a cigarette after that post.