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A great jack off method I found

  1. #1
    Wariat Marine/Preteen Biologist
    Be nude on your couch and slap your cock aaginst the side of your foot while a blanket also is touched like slap it on the foot and blanket touches the head a bhit as you slap it and pretend its a teenage girls face your slapping.
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    aldra JIDF Controlled Opposition
    Originally posted by Wariat Be nude on your couch and slap your cock aaginst the side of your foot while a blanket also is touched like slap it on the foot and blanket touches the head a bhit as you slap it and pretend its a teenage girls face your slapping.

    lol what
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    Wariat Marine/Preteen Biologist
    it keeps it hard if you slap it dont put your hand around the cock but just sort of use. finger to slap it on the side of your foot or leg or something.
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    Kawkasian African Astronaut
    The inner or outer side of the foot?..the outer is gonna be tough.
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    Wariat Marine/Preteen Biologist
    inner or like the big finger.
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    Wariat Marine/Preteen Biologist
    if you hit it hard or rough it will stay hard.
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    Wariat Marine/Preteen Biologist
    and imagine a female teenage tounge like tounging it as you do it like the sllut moving her tounge quickly around the head of the cock.
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    Wariat Marine/Preteen Biologist
    but you got to sit sort of like with one knee up side of your foot leaning against other on your ass not lay down.
  9. #9
    Kawkasian African Astronaut
    Originally posted by Wariat and imagine a female teenage tounge like tounging it as you do it like the sllut moving her tounge quickly around the head of the cock.

    You know you can buy tongues at the local butchers/meat market...cheap too. You should buy one and rub your cock on it while imagining it's a teens tongue.



    ETA: warm it up for 1 min in the microwave first so it feels warm and real.
  10. #10
    Rape Monster Naturally Camouflaged
    Nigger you have lost your mind
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  11. #11
    CandyRein Black Hole
    😭
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  12. #12
    totse2118 Space Nigga [my ci light-haired pongee]
    i prefer jack on methods myself
  13. #13
    totse2118 Space Nigga [my ci light-haired pongee]
    That's the last time. All my demons have been expelled. I finished by aggressively cumming all over my laptop intending to destroy it for good. I bought that thing a year ago just to wank on meth with. I used it like a cheap slut, only ever to bust a nut with, nothing for what I use more important computers for, only ever showed it the worst side of me, and now it lay on a soggy towel in a puddle of cum and yet I'm left feeling abused.

    I can't believe its over. I planned this for over a month. Scouting Airbnb on the daily, putting in for annual leave early, meticulously making lists of every single little thing that I could need so I wont have to leave whatever house I'm in to walk a strange neighbourhood completely fucked on Sydney's worst drug of choice.

    Its kinda like going camping in the wild actually, but instead of a tent you end up building a sort of soundproof tepee out of mattresses in some poor shmucks living room without them ever knowing. Well at least you hope they'll never find out. I'm sure they will this time though. I've been wanking for 4 days straight going through regular gaps of paranoid thoughts every time a wall creaks or a door slams. I'm dead certain this time I've been made but my conclusion this time, unlike times before, was to just puff fat clouds through the noise - that may or may not be real - and smash my sloppy cock red raw with the headphone volume up.

    There could be no worse a fate to a man than to be caught mid crackwank. This isn't your regular catch-a-man-Tuesday-stroking-casually with no sound even on, no lube, fucking curtains wide open for Christ sake like its a sign of pride. No, no, one takes zero pride in the meth wank, its all about the dirty filthy shame of it all. Imagine the sight of it! Walking into seeing someone in the pitch black, even though its daytime just outside the gaffa taped windows, bent over in the dark on all fours completely naked looking into 3 different computer set ups filled wall to wall with downright nasty shit as he switches between 3 mice while some how having 3 pairs of headphones jammed into two ears, a heater on full blast with a dildo hanging out their ass and a crackpipe in their mouth mid toke! There would be no way either of those people could talk again. Someone would have to leave the country.

    The crack wank is a full scale event in which requires prep, persistence and paranoia. You gotta plan for everything from food, to lube, to video categories in which to progress through. One does not just hop online and see where the wind takes them. I got, or should I say had, 200 gigs organised into all of my favourite fetishes from Vids, Gifs to my own picture collages. I was obsessed with ass holes and Misha Cross mainly, probably equated to over half of the collection to be fair. The rest was a regular assorted pile of stuff gathered on detours from previous cranks.

    I particularly like downloading the file, even if its just a straight rip from PornHub. Having complete control over the speed, sound, size and playlist is very important, especially when you have separate systems to jump between. For example I'd have the main TV front and centre connected via HDMI to the desktop, playing the feature presentation, my sweet Misha, or a high quality collection of specific compilations of cumfarting madness playing at about 60 to 70 percent speed.

    The wheel of a mouse is good to skip back and forwards at 5 second intervals so you'd best be ready to quickly scroll in case you spot something out the corner of your eye while looking at another monitor. Spacebar is also good cause if you just wanna invest attention to one thing for a while you can slap pause on the other players and get back to them when you finish watching a particular cumshot fly out of a girls ass enough times to coat a whole wall with it or see a rank hoe have a sneaky piss on another girls face when squatting over her open mouth with a cumfart cocktail delivery. You think to yourself - 'I bet you didn't think anyone would notice that did you ya filthy bitch? But here I am with that split half a second on VLC's 'a-b' loop until I decide its made its point. You can even record your loop and save it as its own file if you desire. My own evidence locker of the most depraved moments re covered from hour long clips that would mostly be skipped right through.

    So you'd have your main desktop screen, mine being a 4k 32", sitting beside the 52" plasma, complementing it completely with an assortment of gapes, either full screen or several VLC screens scattered around all with something juicy playing, like the entire Anal Acrobats collection, so all the various moans and butt pops turn into one big noise and you really have to be alert to find where a certain fart, pop or splat came from so you could roll that wheel over the time line to find it. Thankfully you dont even need to select a screen to roll the play head around, just hover and scroll. Likewise with audio, so you can quickly attenuate to see if your investigation has been an accurate pursuit. These will stay at full speed, saving the slow down for a something really special like a big unexpected fart from the tiniest anus or the warm guilty feeling some hot bitches get on their face when a cock is rammed back into a gape flex, like its destroying them forever and they love it.

    Then there would be the small laptop running independently doing something random like a picture side show of gaping asses or an assortment of the best snapshots of my stunning Misha moments I gathered using the 'snapshot' tool. I had over 6000 snapshots alone of just those right moments leading up to and away, when she'd flinch her eyes in a sort of subtle way the second a cock would hit just the right spot, angle and velocity inside her rectal cavity and something clicks her over into another level of enjoyment.

    She's got this way of seeming like she reaches this moment of enjoyment that is expressed with a sort of guilty regret, like it was something she was saving for someone special but she gave it up to just the next old dick in line. At 30 percent speed - as slow as you can go before the sound cuts out - you can really pin point when these specific moments occur inside her, taking the idea of porn as acting into the realm of something almost super natural. Its enlightenment achieved through the anus reaching up to the stars.

    The laptop could also be designated for discoveries, or porn playlist pioneering. Sifting some fresh meat on the Hub, just testing the waters on a passing thought. I really cant believe how many times something specific I had in mind had not been put into an ass hole yet or a specific compilation of where cum can be shot had not been put together. At first its a disappointing thought but then it reminds you than there will always be something new to try. Porn will last the ages of time.

    I could also have a GIf playlist running. You can save the GIF videos from Porn hub so I'd arrange my own folders with themes like ASS HOLES (of course), PISSING, SHEMALE ETHNO PREGGO..... The beauty is its like your own compilation video but you can press 'L' until it says 'loop one' so it would play the same one until you hit 'N' or 'P' and really be able to sift through until something catches your eye. Or you can just hit 'L' until it only loops the playlist or nothing at all.

    When trawling the hub for good GIF I usually just save as much as possible in an hour or so then I can decide later which one I want to enlarge and enhance. On each monitor's task bar I got the magnifier tool pinned and set up ready to zoom into whatever tit, hole, eyes or anything I desire, then either slow it down or speed it up by pressing "[" or ']'. To most people these keys don't mean much, but to me they are the world. Being able to slow something down, zoom in and loop it on demand, on any screen is the most satisfying experience while cranking. Moaning in slow motion is great as well when you adjust the Audio Spatializer so you get a rolling echo that drags on beautify, especially between farting gape holes in a compilation. The fun never stops.

    With VLC you get to have the ultimate influence over all decisions, which is verry important to meth amphetamine use, getting complete control over whether she looks at you how you want for as long as you desire, as close to you as you want her to be, to see her spit it up and swallow it over and over agin like some kind of amusement park toy is like being ultimate lord over all sluts ever recorded for pornographic use. Load it up and I'll get what I want. Just scroll until you see your tiny little moment to turn into literally minuets.

    After going VLC, you can't just go back to the PornHub browser like some kind of pleb. You feel like you are hacking skynet, and when you get exactly what you want, it literally beats cumming. That's why it goes on and on for days. The only limitation is the amount of cum in your ball sack, and the amount of strength in your left wrist - you'll need the right one for playing commander and chief.

    I do make it sound glorious but it never gets the best it can be and there is one reason why, cause you are smoking loads of meth for days on end being stimulated beyond belief. Something always goes wrong. IT IS WRONG!!

    Meth wanks can get stanky, which can be a bigger cause of paranoia than you bargain for. I'm talking dirty unwashed, sloppy lubey pre-cum hands that are hot with friction. You literally have to keep track of everything you touch when crankin cause you will have to wipe it all down later, and after day 2 you start forgetting your hands are even as filthy as they really are. The smell of sweat, ass hole and dried lube has, by then, become normal. In fact you probably wont be breathing through your nose anymore anyway until you are sleeping. whenever the hell that is.

    Its a smell that lingers on your hands for days, sinks right into the skin, occasionally catching a whiff that throws you into a shameful flashback as you wave them around at the pub a few days later once you have left it all behind you.

    What happens in a meth wank, stays in a meth wank. The last thing you need when at work trying to train a new staff member or selling something to a customer like a champ, is a flashback to you sniffing your own pinky finger after picking around your raw ass ring, and you actually thinking at the time 'I hope all these ass holes in this video smell like mine'. Try act srious after you remember you did that. You need to plan to have a few days for your stank hands to regenerate all that flesh that was friction burned off. You got to end up swapping, which always sux, not just because a mouse is hard to use left handed, but you commit to getting it too covered in lube and pre cum, also your clean hand, that you were using to load the pipe, touch door handles and cups with is just as filthy.

    WASH EVERYTHING.

    TWICE!

    This is truly a fucked up activity. Not just because of the rot you cause to your brain and possible damage to your dick, balls and ass hole, but its expensive to get the conditions absolutely perfect. Dropping wadds on Airbnbs, cabs, supplies and meth. You gotta test the meth first as well. For someone who only does it just for this occasion I'm not in contact with the drug world most of the time. So I prepare weeks in advance. Ask around the local crack heads trying not to get sucked into every crack den I come across. But you have to test the gear before spending $200 to $300 bux on a big bag.

    Its notorious for a reason. These cunts are fucked. I mean I just want to shove dildos up my ass and completely ruin the way I see women, but these people wanna either sit around doing nothing or rob houses. I'd rather hang out with urchers and the gangster wannabe types than the kind of dudes who just watch the clock tick away. I gotta try this gear before I buy a big bag, and unlike other drugs, you don't just get the drugs, you also get the whole scene and their wacky adventures for 2 to 3 days before you can go home with whats left. But its worth it. I've been ripped off just buying then leaving. Fucking bag of rock salt, mate.

    I've spent so much money to get the perfect meth wank and I've come to the conclusion its impossible. I've spent 3 years (roughly once every 5 to 6 months, to be fair) chasing down optimal conditions. The biggest killer of the meth wank is paranoia that you can be heard. Once you hear a noise you cant explain your wank is ruined until you can prove it was just the wind rattling a loose door or that the banging from the other room is just the blinds flapping around hitting the wall every so often from the draft comming in the window THAT YOU OPENED YOURSELF.

    Paranoia is the worst. This time I decided to commit no matter who I thought may be listening. I really dont want to do this anymore. Every other time there has been a mystery listener ruining my vibe and I had to leave dissapointed, sometimes without even shooting one load. It was something I was only going to do once, properly, for a sustained amount of time with the god dam volume up. Living in share houses all my life has made me watch porn mute. I'm used to it. But once you have a fat toke and turn on the all the moaning and groaning, slopping and sqeulching you get so hard your ball sack dissapears and you have to hold them in so they dont escape. Sound is everything with a meth wank.

    When you know someone is listening you try to bump it up bit by bit, thinking you are getting away with it. When she makes an unexpected moan from zero to one hundred, like Adriana Chechik does, your timing to attenuation has to be spot on. You just watch her tighten her face as the velocity of the pounding intensifies, you can see it building, behind the tiny moans she boils like a volcano before an eruption, holding it down with more and more effort, she looks like she's in pain, like it hurts and there will be a reward for this sacrifice, not just for her, but for the whole world.

    You hover your finger over the down arrow key as you are going to have to time it perfect to drop that volume down by 30 or 40 in a matter or miliseconds, you watch it build and build, usually there is a slip of silence before the burst, the pin has been pulled, the grenade has been dropped, clear the area cause she's gonna blow, tossing her head upwards, she erupts, roaring like a beast while strumming her clit with her fingertips at rapid speed giving her under appreciated vagina the same brief pleasure her asshole is always hogging underneath, screaming gloriously with a pleasure no man could ever achieve.

    She squirts all over herself and everything around including the camera lens. The sight is so majestic, you feel close to god, your wrist is going full speed, your fist so lubed up it sounds like you are slapping a puddle, your erection is primed like a rocket before liftoff, so close to whatever paradise this anal angel has been sent that you realise you have forgotten about the volume and you have this fucking filthy butt slut yelling to the world around you. You suddenly adjust the volume in a panic.

    Before you know it you start thinking about every click you make, every mouse movement, every time you reposition yourself, even just moving pillows around seems like such a noisy task. You then think about noise a lot. How it travels, how its made, who it came from then you go and take all that home with you. It stays with you forever.

    I've sat for hours on end slowly doing tasks like re positioning myself on a bed to a more upright position, thinking I'm being like a stealth bomber. Stopping completely still if I hear my suspect lift a finger and have been frozen in positions for up to an hour or more at a time. You see, when you get heard meth wanking, or just regular wanking, and you know for sure you have been heard, its a boner killer, you feel like an an animal, a stupid one who should already be extinct. Your mighty meth wank has become sad and lonely, you question the fabric of your own existence and why the hell are you in some fucking motel 2 blocks from your own dam house jacking off?

    You check to see if any noises are coming from whatever surface a potential person may or may not be behind. Any reaction, like a bang to the wall or angry offended footsteps even a demeaning chuckle, but if there is nothing, the meth makes you want an answer, so you rewind the video to the moment just before the eruption, pause it then hold the earphones at different distances away from your head as you press play at the same volume it was before. You see how far you can hold them away from yourself before you think you cant hear her moaning. But meth is a hell of a drug, you may just be so high you convince yourself with selective hearing that you hear nothing until its so loud you are certain that that is the volume that can be heard from the next room. The more you keep doing these paranoid sound checks the more you are just turning the volume up until it can defiantly be heard, cause that's a volume you need to know as well.

    This happens every time until it becomes the thing I'm truly focused on instead of my glorious porn stock. I wish I never found out about the crank. I remember having a toke with mates once and I went home to get something productive done, which is what i used to do on meth, until one day when signed into my desktop I had not closed a porn window. From that moment on I was never the same. I got hard in seconds and before I knew it I had to start thinking about getting to bed somehow for work. I thought it had only been a few hours but it was already over 14 hours since I started accumulating over 40 gigabytes of fresh porn somehow now on my University hard drive. I had a new agenda on my hands, originally what to me seemed like an easy thing to set out and do, the perfect meth wank, took 3 years of planning. And still I DID NOT GET IT RIGHT!! But this was it.

    I'm looking at all women these days in a bad way, man. Shame on me. Thinking about what they would look like squatting over my face with an anal bead handle dangling out for me to pull out slowly. I think about every girls ass hole. What their face would look like when I put my pinky over it and give it a suggestive tap, and if they'd give me that depraved smile like all my good hores in my stash.

    I made a promise I'd have to get this one right so I wont have an excuse to do it again. I just want the perfect meth wank and it just cant be done. The stakes are getting to high. Having to make up fake holidays I've been on to my housemates, trying to sneak 3 computers out and back into my sharehouse like "I'm just going up to WoopWoop to do some thinking guys". Yeah right. I think this obsession is killing my sexlife with my girlfriend as well. This has to end.
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    totse2118 Space Nigga [my ci light-haired pongee]
    In the past I tried a couple of times in an apartment I was living at when my room mate went away but the footsteps from upstairs kept putting me off. You see, after a few days up with not much food, you start to feel like you are the cause of all things happening. This is because you are high on a class A substance with a bad stigma which could concur heavy charges if police found you with a even Half-G. You think people are out to get you. You clicked the lighter too many times and now they know. You feel like all footsteps and banging noises are because there is a person in there, up there, down there, who knows what you are doing and are completely disgusted by you, your crystal meth use and dirty noises! You stare at the roof or the walls tracing out where they are and what they are doing.

    After 24 hours you are sure they are just sitting listening to you. You think that they're on the other side of the wall waiting for you to make another dirty sex noise. The lube squirting, your cock stroking, all the stray moans and constant clicking. You start to picture this person and the look of disgust they'd have if they saw you just sucking your own butt plugg because you have nearly run out of depraved activities available within reach. You catch yourself in the mirror mid crank sometimes and it can even scare yourself. I've caught myself a few times. Wide eyed, buck naked, hand clutching dirty dick looking ashamed that its me looking back.

    Sometimes there are legitimately people in another room around you who may of heard you but no one is going to tap on the wall politly and tell you to stop wanking. nor are you going to knock on the neighbours door and ask if they heard you spitting at your dick just moments ago. You get caught in limbo. You are happy jacking then all of a sudden the vacant apartment below you erupts with noise or the neighbours didn't actually go away for holiday like they said they would, their baby starts to cry and you fel like its your fault.

    Last airbnb I stayed at was above a shop according to all the google maps and pictures on the site but the back end stuck out over a carpark so I though thats my spot, perfect, whole place and the room for wanking is not on top, beside or below anything else. $1,500 bux later I arrived to find that renovations had changed that. But the place did not look functional, espevcially at night time. But after setting up my TV's and moniters and what not I started toking. Once you start you are in and things wont be the same for days. 20 minuets into my first Misha video I was feeling so good, captivated, talking to the screen 'show mw that asss Misha babe, yeah?". then all of a sudden I hear cupboards closing loudly downstairs.

    After this I was set of. I kept changing locations around the place but kept hearing noises. Like they were following me. But I kept toking and trying to wank. The building was nice, but built cheep. The walls like paper and it was windy so the place kept creeking and cracking. There was a construction site next door and the builders convos travelled through the property. I even left for a motel. On the way out I saw the place downstairs that by now I thought was being lived in had all its lights off. I got to the motel but backed out, thinking "you are just paranoid mate" and got a cab back and started wanking again.

    Then the creaking and the cracking plus the fact I'd been up for 3 days got me so distracted all I was doing was inventing story lines as to why someone was living down there and had not left in over 24 hours to eat. I started imagining the layout of downstairs. All in all it was not a tragedy as I had a book to finish so I just did that. In retrospect, there was probably no one down there.

    This one, though, is my first free standing house. No shared walls. There has got to be a wank spot right? Well in all honestly I'm still here and trying to work out what all these noises are about. Its the end of day 4. I maybe drifted off here and there other the last few nights waiting for noises to stop, but essentially, I'm still very off my head and ordered heaps of grog and am pretty drunk, so I'm just typing loudly and listening to music till someone comes and says something.

    To give you an idea of how much porn I've watched, when I close my eyes I see burned images off ass holes and girls faces. I constantly hear porn moans from all directions and I don't even seem to mind anymore. Its usually just kids playing or some birds chirping though. When I started hearing them I was running to check if if I left something playing. I'm in 'I don't give a fuck' mode now. All the drugs are gone and I forgot my weed so come at me!

    I have always watched guys ejaculate in porn in an aggressive manor but just thought it was all performance. But I was a mad dog by day 4. Up for 2 days longer than I had intended to spend trying to bust the perfect nut, being faced with bullshit, but I had pushed through it and decided that I am definitely talk around this happy little set of cul de sacs, so instead of quietly jacking off until I let off my final nut in peace and solitude like a little cherub I decided enough was enough and the fucking whole streets gonna hear about it. They probably already have, I may as well commit to being a fucked pervert and finish the dam job. After all, I have an addiction, feel sorry for my pain and suffering, behold the final cumming.

    My bag was pretty much done, like dust left, and I wanted this to be over once and for all, I never want another one again. I don't want to ever think about doing this again, I'm going to nut so hard to my favourite fucking Misha Cross video with an entree of chicks getting facialized by like 20 dudes each while masturbating with a vibrator. Both High quality videos and two of my favourite. great 1080p so you are cropped further into the image when in 'original view' so you can switch between 'scale to screen' which shows it completely squeezed to monitor size and then when you get a great shot of a face looking dead on into the camera, my favourite, you hit 'O' and are snapped in like a zoom but with no loss of quality like magnifier causes. I like to crop in when she gets all intense and we are on some kind of next level shit. She demands attention.

    Sleep for 5 hours, again. Really by this point I did it just to let the neighbourhood sleep, doing it out of courtesy as I was, and still am convinced everyone knows about me up in here on a wankfest for days on end. Its beyond embarrassment now and just didn't want some angry cunt at the door yelling about his kids or some shit. A few cars have honked and yelled 'woo hoo' straight at the house so I know not everyone is mad at me.

    As I could hear the morning cars of the area start up and take off for work I hopped up and went to work as well in the wank den I had been stinking up good for days now. I was on a mission.

    I was so delusional by this point I had the Facialized video on mirror setting with all these crazy motion effects with it, and set to invert. The audio was echoing and reverbing like crazy and the speed of the playback was 30 percent so it was like an echo chamber. At times I forgot it was even on mirror and just saw these snakes shooting ecto jizem in the faces of these blue alien women with one eye and one tit melting and a moaning so slowly that it seemed like they were crying out to me in some kind of out of worldly pain that I could only help them with by staying erect. I was nodding yes but it wasn't going stay up for another 50 cumshots worth of this crazy shit.

    I was hearing all the noises now as well. The roof creaking, the walls shaking, people talking and walking close by, cars stopping and then starting again just outside, but I thought, fuck it, all I do is check to see if they are here for me, or are talking about me, which they have been a few times, but this time I thought, lets give them all a show. I wanted it to be over. I was so hard and my balls so small and drained they were aching. Every time I thrust up near the nob I would spurt just a little so I kept my stroking further down towards the base. With hardly a ball sack at this point my cock looked borrowed, could this belong to me?

    I loaded up the Misha Video and went straight for the POV handjob/blowjob at the end which is in my opinion the best 5 minuets of eye contact in super slow motion I've ever seen. She looks right into your soul and demands the cum. Wants you so bad, she reacts to you looking at her like you have just seen her for the cum guzzling slut she really is, like you are the only person allowed to know what a filth piece of shit she is cause you are one too. I usually saver every moment of this scene, but today I was delirious on meth, far gone, the world outside the monitor was sped up and the slow motion was real life. My cock wanted this to be over, my balls had had enough, my ass hole ruined with hemorrhoids, this nice house covered in and lube, these neighbours terrorised day and night by my perverted noises, this was time.

    I always want Misha to take me away to that special anal heaven she goes to when she makes me come, but today I did not want for her to squat over my head and swallow me up inside her ass hole to live forever, NO, instead of her having me, I wanted to have her, I wanted this to stop, I wanted her to cop it once and for all and to leave me alone. ENOUGH TORMENT, enough of your eyes drawing me in like a mindless anal zombie, enough! I flipped the laptop down on the bed laid out flat and yelled "This is it! No more!" I brought my throbbing cock down to the screen then reached around under my legs to get at the arrow keys with my grubby fingers, to turn it up as loud as I could and to scroll to the cumshot.

    I gotta cum when the screen does, I always do, but I was delirious and this was not about the right moment I've been obsessed with finding in all these videos with my multiple screens and VLC commands. This is now, this cant just go on, I'm ready and my balls are drained down to the size of peas and my ass hole stings so bad I feel damaged.

    "NO THIS ENDS NOW. YOU GET THE CUM NOW. THIS GAME IS OVER AND IM GOING TO PUT IT ALL INSIDE OF YOU TO RUIN YOU FOREVER. I"M GOING TO DESTROY THIS FILTHY ASS LUBE AND SHIT COVERED LAPTOP FOREVER! HOW DARE YOU TURN ME INTO THIS, IN FRONT OF A WHOLE SUBURBAN NEIGHBOURHOOD FULL OF CHILDREN IN THE STREET AND DOGS IN THEIR YARDS."

    BAM! BAM BAM!!!! BAM!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I shot load after load after load like it was never going to end. I don't even know where it came from, truly a miracle. I felt like crying as the biggest loads of cum I've ever shot finally landed all over Misha's fucking little face, dripping down the screen into the keys and through the electronics.

    I left it in a messy puddle as I sat over it still clutching my face in shame. The street was silent for once. No creaking or cracking around me. The whole world had just stopped to see me conquer this addiction. I lifted my head up in the solitude. It was over. I felt nothing for this stupid lap top any longer, nor the face inside still begging for cum. I turned it off before she got that second load I always wanted to be my load. She'll always be begging for cum. That is why I loved her. That is why I left her.
  15. #15
    Kawkasian African Astronaut
    Originally posted by Kawkasian You know you can buy tongues at the local butchers/meat market…cheap too. You should buy one and rub your cock on it while imagining it's a teens tongue.



    ETA: warm it up for 1 min in the microwave first so it feels warm and real.

    You can also use this for bunghole heaven.

    Get an old fan that has a really slow setting...remove the blades, attach the tongue to the shaft...drizzle glycerin on the tongue to simulate saliva...turn the fan on it's slowest setting so the tongue rotates...carefully back up to the tongue so it makes contact with your anus. Recharge the glycerin as needed.
  16. #16
    Originally posted by Kawkasian You can also use this for bunghole heaven.

    Get an old fan that has a really slow setting…remove the blades, attach the tongue to the shaft…drizzle glycerin on the tongue to simulate saliva…turn the fan on it's slowest setting so the tongue rotates…carefully back up to the tongue so it makes contact with your anus. Recharge the glycerin as needed.

    Or you can just hire a Nicaraguan Widow for the real thing.
  17. #17
    Kawkasian African Astronaut
    Originally posted by Kingoffrogs Or you can just hire a Nicaraguan Widow for the real thing.

    Hard to find in Poland
  18. #18
    plenty of ukrainian tho
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  19. #19
    Kawkasian African Astronaut
    Star trek?
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  20. #20
    COME ON IN THA DICK
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