Monday, October 31, 2011

Making myself Cum!

I feel the need to cum, my cock is hard, thick, pulsating, wanting to burst. My hand strokes is gently, keeping it very interested. The slightest of stroke, heightens it's need to release.

I find myself browsing the Internet, searching lesbian video's. Finally finding one that shows two women being filmed amateur. Both giggling in anticipation, finally kissing and surprising each other as they do so, enjoying it, turning me on. The video looks genuine, the way they interact with each other does not appeared to be staged. The camera appears to be on a tripod, not moving, stationary like a cam.

Watching them heightened my interest, my cock was pulsating as I stroked it, my arousal was at an 8 on the scale of 1-10. Knowing that I slowed myself down, rewinding back to watching them kiss, touching each other for the first time. Watching every move closely, intriguing me, wishing I was there, taking part in their festivities.

My right hand now stroking my cock, firm grip, feeling the skin fold over the head of my circumcision. I enjoy feeling the pressure around the shaft of my cock, however the most sensitive is the ridge, hidden by the circumcision. Knowing what my body needs, I seem to find it on every stroke. Add the visual of two women exploring each other, I am so close to the release that I am looking for.

I can feel the orgasm building, almost to the point I can't hold back anymore. Knowing if I speed up my strokes, I will achieve what I am looking for, still holding back, waiting for the right moment. Then as I watch the video, I see the one woman's stomach contract, her toes curl, her body unleashing itself. Uncontrollable and sensitive to the others woman touch it is time for me to let go of myself.

As they begin to kiss I begin to move my hand faster, the head of my cock begins feel as if it needs to explode. Seconds later I feel the release of energy from behind my balls, essentially being my prostrate, working its way through my body. Then I feel it traveling up my shaft, finally shooting out of the head of my cock.

The pressure behind my excitement shoots cum over my shoulder, onto my chest, soaking my chest hair. My cock sensitive, cum now oozing, I slow my motion down, finally coming to a rest. Feeling the release of energy, I lie there for a moment. Finally getting up to go clean off and shower.

Pleased that I finally came, wishing it were real, living in a world of fantasy.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Finding the door!

The room was dark, I was alone, no windows, no light, searching for a way out. Trapped, I sat there, I could hear those on the outside, talking about me, questioning my character. I felt myself changing, more withdrawn, possibly it was because there was no one else to talk too, although I really hated the person I had become, the person that I wanted to be, the person who I thought I was, yet today, I am unsure of my own identity.

The dark room was cold, damp, wearing down every part of my being. Wondering if I would ever see the light of day again. I would sit in the corner, knees to my chest, waiting and hoping that someone would open the door. Many times as I would get near the door, I would see the light coming through the bottom, shadows of footsteps, then as I touch the handle, the voices would soften so that I couldn't hear. I would slowly withdraw my hand and find my corner of the room.

Many thoughts crossed my mind during that time, many of those thoughts circulated around me, hating the very person that I was, feeling as if I was the sole person to blame, even though I knew I wasn't, I came to believe that I alone was a monster. A monster that had to be caged and controlled, locked away and hidden away. Much like a prisoner, hoping that I would be reformed by the time I would re-enter society.

My room or cell has changed me, more than I could ever imagine. I want so badly to be the person that I thought I was, however, if I don't control my desires and obsessions, I will become that monster again. I slowly begin to turn the handle of the door, placing sunglasses over my eyes, preparing myself. The light begins to shine through the crack, squinting...I finally opened the door.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Pubic Haircut~Shaving her

She slowly removed her clothes, inquisitively looking at me. Standing there naked, I instructed her to lie on the bed. Complaining she was cold, she grabbed a blanket and draped it across her body. Biting her lip she watched intently as I prepared to shave her pussy.

Much like a doctor preparing for surgery, I began the process, gathering all the items that I would need. First unfolding a towel, asking her to raise her ass off the bed, I slid it neatly underneath her bottom. Then taking a razor out of the package, I placed it on the edge of the towel. I disappeared into the bathroom to return with the shaving cream, placing it on the opposite side of the towel.

She could hear the water running in the bathroom, I returned to fill a cup of nice warm water. While in the bathroom I removed my clothes, unrestricted myself, allowing my skin to touch hers. As I returned to her side, she smiled when she had seen that I was naked as well.

I slowly climbed into the bed, placing the cup of warm water next to right hip, balancing it on the bed. She reached down to steady the cup, ensuring that it wouldn't spill. I removed the blanket from her body, her nipples stood erect, goosebumps popping up all over her body. Spreading her legs I climbed between them, admiring her pussy, salivating at the mere thought of exposing it completely.

Her pubic hair was average in length, obviously kept up, bikini line shaved, but never completely. I could tell she was nervous, nervous of the unknown, nervous that she was allowing a man to shave her most delicate parts. As I reached for the shaving cream, I could see the wetness dripping from her lips, I could tell she was looking forward to my artistic talents.

I placed the shaving cream can at the top of her pubic hair, pressing the button as the cold gel landing on lower abdomen. She sucked in her stomach as the cold gel took her off guard, biting her lip, closing her eyes. I slowly began to spread the gel across the hair, covering her pelvis, then down the sides of her lips. The gel turned to cream, her pussy now covered in white, with the exception of the point of entry. Wetness prevented the opening from being covered, the wetness was flowing out of her.

I picked up the new razor, smiling at her, I placed the razor on her abdomen, moving across the top her pubic hairs. I could feel slight resistance from the hair that lied beneath. After I moved the razor through the cream, a bare path was left, revealing the clean hairless path underneath. After clearing the path, I placed the razor into the warm cup of water, cleaning my razor, like an artist cleaning his brush.

I continued moved across her abdomen, clearing more of the hair out of my way, methodically exposing more and more skin. I could see her trying to watch, curious to what I was doing, wondering what it looked like herself. The mixture of shaving cream and water obscured her perception. I now began changing the strokes, making sure all of the hair was removed before I began shaving along side her lips. I slid my hand across the shaven area, smooth and shaven, it was now time to move to the more delicate area.

Her lips were slippery, using my fingers, I spread the skin making it taunt, carefully I slid the razor down past the lip. I could tell that each side of the lip was going to take more time than the previous area that I had just shaved. The combination of her wetness, shaving cream and water, made the task more difficult. I continued with down strokes removing most of the hair. Then using my fingers I rubbed the outer lip, feeling for any spots I missed. She giggled with anticipation, I reversed my strokes again, making sure I had not missed anything. Lastly grabbing her ass, spreading it, I shaved the little amount of hair that went to the edge of her anus.

Now starting with her anus, I slowly moved in reverse order to begin the other side. With up strokes I began removing hair from that side of her lips. Fingers holding the skin taunt, creating my new piece of artwork, I continued to shave her. Occasionally a finger would slip into her pussy, causing her to gasp with pleasure. The excite of the experience was creating a waterfall of excitement. Literally dripping wetness was clearing the shaving cream from her ass. Again I changed the stroke pattern, making sure that I had gotten every little hair.

Leaning back I admired what I created, smiling at her, she smiled back. I explained that I was not finished and to hold still. Taking my fingers I exposed her clit, pulling back on the hood, carefully shaving around the most sensitive area, she looked worried, trusting me completely. Again changing direction, making sure that I had not missed anything, my fingers ran around the area, she gasped with excitement as I rubbed over her clit. I then told her that I believed that I was finished. I asked her to feel herself, checking to see if I had missed anything.

I enjoyed watching her run her fingers of the exposed skin. The look on her face was amazing, disbelief mixed with excitement. After a minute of close inspection she told me I had done a fine job. Her hand still stroking the new hair cut, I took the cup of warm water from her other hand. I walked into the bathroom, disposing of the old water, I replaced it with new clean water. Taking it back, I sat next to her, her hand still rubbing her pussy.

I took my fingers, dipping them into the cup, I took them out, dropping water across her abdomen. Rinsing off the residue of shaving cream, now exposing the new look. Her pussy looked amazing, sexy and edible. After rinsing I took the towel and completely wiped her abdomen and lips, making sure she was completely dry. Cleaning up my mess, she asked me not to go to far. I explained to her there were no worries of me going to far. I returned my items to the bathroom, returning back to her side I brought a handheld mirror.

Handing it to her, she placed it between her legs, starring at it as she smiled. Using her fingers she manipulated her lips, taking it all in, happy with the results. Looking at me she placed the mirror on the bed " Climb on, I want to try it out" she said.