Friday, April 27, 2007

Bikes and Wanking

When I was younger I used to zip around the place on my bicycle. I was too young to drive and in true adolescent style of blowing your pocket money on comic books and stupid crap, I never had any money for the bus. So it was walking, running the gauntlet of fare evasion (which after a month of toil to pay off a fine was an option of last resort) or cycling.

Aside from cycling being a form of transport, I always found it quite fun. Over the years however, I took a more sedentary path, then I could drive, and my bike was looking ever more neglected. In my recently ramped up efforts to lose weight (-40kg so far!) I got cycling again. The first bit of good news is that I am in better shape than I was in my mid-teens. Inclines which would have been dampeners to my cycling efforts are now a cinch.

I mention this, because in my new found hobby, I remember something of my past jerking. I used to go for a ride and find that after returning home I would feel rather horny. The rhythmic brushing of my pants would be the culprit of this particular horniness. I can't believe I had forgotten about this aspect of bike riding!

This all occurred to me when I had pedalled my way to the highest point of my suburb. There is a "view" of the skyscrapers some 20km away (in that there is an empty lot in the right place). It is a fairly odd hill, hard to describe, but from the peak, not far away is the lowest point of the suburb. The lowest point is a quarter park / 3 quarter nature reserve. Most people stick to the paths in the park, few venture into the designated paths in the reserve but there is a lot more to see if you go for a wander in the rest of it, so that is what I usually do.

I wheeled myself down from the peak and headed off into the park. I cycled around the regular paths for a while, and headed into the bowels of the reserve. I found my usual secluded spot and parked myself. Not only is this place good to sit and ponder, look at nature, but it is also a good place to study. There is no phone reception, no anything really. I did some thrillingly dull work on my thesis and put it aside. I lay back and looked up at the clouds rolling overhead. I thought of the girl I asked out, unsuccessfully. I thought of the screaming erection in my pants.

I proceed to rub my dick through my pants, slowly at first, but increasingly faster. I unzip my fly to reveal a distinct wet patch in my underwear. I peel them back to see a small oasis of pre-cum swirled around my glans and dripping out. I grasp my dick about half way down and squeeze, with a slight upwards movement. If history is anything to go by, this pushes out the rest, and it does. The clear sticky fluid pumps out and gathers.

Even though Jocelyn is not particularly quaking at the knees to get some coffee with me. I can't get her sultry voice and long hair out of my head. She fills my thoughts as I wank away. I think of unloading on her beautifully curved tits and that tips me over the edge. Large blobs of jizz wind their way out and slide down my now slick shaft to their new home in my pubic fur. I lay back for a short while, I squeeze out the last few drops.

I can't be bothered to clean up, more to the point I have no provisions to clean up. I pull my clothes back on and in order and ramble home.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Sugasm #74

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Thursday, April 05, 2007

I took the plunge

Lately things have been going real well for me. This usually makes me think there is bad news waiting around the corner, but so far it hasn't eventuated. In the past week and a half I;

  • Graduated university
  • Got some really good marks
  • Had a few breakthroughs with my thesis
  • Got a job - of sorts
  • Am the leanest I have been in many years

I was thinking that I would visit a brothel soon, but I wasn't sure when that would be. I had the money and I had some free time coming up, but I didn't have an actual day and time when I would head in. I was on the long distance call for my interview the other day and it went real well, I was amazed at being head-hunted for the dream job, when the thought popped into my head. Why not today?

I had some free time that day, it could be done logistically and I was certainly ready to do something I wouldn't normally do. I did some work. The more and more I though about it at work, the more and more it felt like the thing to do.

But there were some problems. How do I have a shower in the middle of the day, for no apparent reason? I hadn't had a wank in a few days, I didn't want my first time to last half a minute and then be all over with.

I went home and invented some reason to have a shower - it worked. I hopped into the shower washed up and jerked off at the same time, I can multi-task!

Got dressed, double checked the address and headed off. I drove past the place without realizing and had to do a U-turn. I then missed the turn for the car park and had to back track. I then wimped out a further 2 times and had to do more circuits. I got irritated with myself and thought that this would be it, no more stuffing around.

Inside I was introduced to everyone working that day and was given something to drink. In a rare act of forwardness, I sit down next to someone and strike up a conversation. To my good fortune, we had something in common, which made the small talk a lot easier for me to participate in.

She went and fetched the madam, who duly took care of my credit card and directed me to follow Sophie to the room. I hopped in the shower and Sophie went off to find the necessary stuff.

First was a massage. I am not sure what a massage is supposed to be, but is it supposed to hurt the next day? It felt good at the time though. During that time, we continued our conversation that we started downstairs. There is something odd and yet strangely arousing discussing energy policy with a half naked woman.

I was on the bottom and Sophie was on top, she took it upon herself to show me a few positions. Most enjoyable was from behind, she said she liked the position with her lying on her side. She said it was more or less a rite of passage to try the traditional missionary position. However, Sophie's advice was that it was rather tedious and to use others when possible. I'm hardly in a position to know say one way or the other.

After that, I was on my back again, with Sophie using her hand. Sophie suggested I cum on her breasts, and who am I to reason with something like that?

Afterwards, we both had a shower, got dressed and went our separate ways.

I said I would this year, and now I am no longer a virgin :)