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Date: Tue, 22 Oct 1996 12:25:45 GMT
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Subject: "Alone At Last" -- author Unknown
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"Alone At Last"
I don't want to imply that my marriage or my sex life aren't good.
They're great. But last summer, as I waived Tammy and the
kids on down the tunnel to the airplane, I felt an incredible
excitement at the prospect of 10 days of purely solo sexual
pleasures.
My time-alone vacation started long before I got home. As I headed
down the old state highway--parallel to the freeway, but with no
traffic- I pulled my stiff cock out of the leg hole of my shorts and
fondled myself. I let my imagination drift, my memory filled with
pictures, snapshots, the briefest kinds of recollections of hot
moments with Tammy...and with the women before Tammy. I remembered
eating Tammy, her cunt clamping on my fingers as she came, her body
flopping on the bed as my tongue stayed on her clit. She came so hard
she nearly blacked out.
I remembered Carol bouncing up and down on my stiff cock in the front
seat of my old Falcon, her eyes rolling up in her head as the eruption
of my squirting cum sent her into a convulsion of climax. I pictured
Tammy kneeling under my desk, sucking my cock and gulping down my
spurting cum so hungrily that she nearly left a hickey on my cock
head. I remembered fucking Melissa doggy-style under the trees down
the road from the fair-grounds, while the crowd noise from the horse
race made back-ground music to our orgasms.
Those and numerous other hot memories swirted in my head as I
drove...and as I jacked off. Just as the trees of my small town
appeared on the horizon, I gasped in my solo ecstasy, the car slowing
on the empty two-lane as my pounding fist jerked my cock into a
spurting fountain of creamy jizz. I spunked all over my T-shirt, on
the steering wheel, even onto the door. I spunked hard and good--and
I was just getting warmed up!
Back home, I walked through the house naked, savoring the solitude,
stroking my stiff-again cock. My passion grew as I immersed myself in
the freedom of having my family flying toward Sacramento. I could feel
the tingling power of excitement like a ball glowing in my guts. I
flopped down on the couch and thrust my stiff cock against the fabric,
feeling the cushions give under my thrusts. I got on my knees on the
carpet and thrust into the groove under the cushion. I was fucking my
own living room couch. It didn't feel like a cunt; it didn't feel like
anything on earth except fucking a couch. It felt good.
I went into the basement and pulled a fluffy sweater from the
winter-clothes storage box under the stairs. I wrapped the soft
grey acrylic around my hard-on, shuddering with pleasure at the gentle
caress of the fabric. My chest was tight with the intensity of my
desire. My balls were drawn up, tingling as they anticipated the
ecstasy of spurting in the solitude of that big, wonderfully empty
house.
My fingers were tight on my hard-on as I climbed two sets of stairs,
jacking off as I walked to the bedroom. I lay on my back and rubbed
hand lotion on my nipples with one hand while I stroked my stiff cock
with the other. The level of desire was almost unbelievably high. I
felt as though I were made entirely of cock flesh, as though every
cell and tissue in my body were tingling cock flesh, all ready to
erupt in the hot pleasure of orgasm.
Moving my pinching fingers from one slick nipple to the other, I timed
the pounding of my cock-stroking right hand with the tingling delight
spreading from my nipple-pinching left hand. I was panting as though I
had run all the way from chicago. My hips were moving in instinctive
thrusts, my ass rising from the sheet as the rhythms of my
masturbation matched the surges of pleasure shooting through my body.
My cock was being stroked toward ecstasy.
I let myself float, sending my body and soul adrift on a wave of
tingling pleasure. My senses dimmed. I couldn't hear or see very well
because all my sensations were centered in the swelling intensity of
the spine-burning tingle of my approaching orgasm. I was jacking off
alone, and nothing in the world could have felt better.
I hit the plateau, that magical, mystical, indescribable place where
you know you're going to come, but it hasn't started yet. It's
perfect; it's almost as intense as climaxing, but it goes on and on.
My knees were up, my legs spread, and my balls jiggling with
every stroke of my cock-gripping hand.
Sweet heat, like tongues of fire, flickered all over my body. I
stopped breathing. And then the universe stood on its head as my
orgasm hit me. A huge jet of glistening white sperm shot out of my
cock and sprayed the whole length of my torso, leaving a
shining line of wetness from my sternum to my throat. Electric-like
ecstasy jolted me. Another gob of spunk jetted from my
cock, puddling in a thick button of fluid just above my navel.
I was on fire, melting with ecstasy. I came hard! I jacked off so many
times while my family was gone that I wore a sore place on my cock.
Tammy laughed at that...but she had rubbed a little sore place on her
clit while she was gone, so I guess we were even! I can't wait until
they leave next summer! I'm going to masturbate until my cock comes
off!
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