Jack-off Journal #1

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November 3rd, 2009

Settled into bed with Roulette on my laptop and the Better than Chocolate on my clit, for probably the most simple masturbation session in a while. Didn’t use any other toys, wanting to see if the Better than Chocolate could do it for me by itself.

As I suspected, the weak vibrations meant it took ages for me to come. It took so long that I found myself rewinding the porn to the good parts, hoping this time I would be able to come before the boring parts started. Eventually I did come, and it was a long, satisfying orgasm, much to my surprise.

November 6th, 2009

I began with a mini G-spot orgasm with Raquel, which was very tiring. My arm was like, “I am done now, thx.” But I couldn’t stop watching Belladonna’s Strapped Dykes, which was just way too hot for its own good, so I grabbed my Seduction and popped the G-Point attachment onto my Eroscillator. My vagina had that non-lubricated feeling that comes after I squirt, but it actually felt good with the friction of the Seduction’s wood rubbing my G-spot. Before long I had one of the most intense orgasms I’ve had in a while — a dual G-spot/clitoral orgasm. This was the first dual orgasm that I’ve had with an insertable other than the Pure Wand. On Twitter, a friend toasted to my glorious orgasm.

Afterward, I was so exhausted that I flopped on the couch and laid there like a dead fish. Despite being not that hungry, I ate peanut butter toast and watched Wife Swap. As if in harmony with my orgasm, this particular episode of Wife Swap featured one of the most amicable table meetings ever.

November 10th, 2009

No porn: that is how I started. No porn, just a very long playlist of songs I wanted to test with the OhMiBod Freestyle. I made it through a large chunk of songs, and came close to orgasm several times (I honestly considered timing my orgasm so that it would be during “God Says Nothing Back” by the Wallflowers, purely for comedic value in this journal) before I decided to throw in some vag action. And by vag action I mean squirting-to-the-high-heavens action, for that was all I wanted when I grabbed my Pure Wand out of its drawer and draped my Throe over my desk chair.

I finally turned on some porn that I knew was going to be hot without having ever seen it before — Bitchcraft 4, the scene with Sasha Grey and Bobbi Starr. I squirted not long after, and it was a glorious, wet orgasm that reminded me of the intensity of my first time squirting, soaking a huge spot on the Throe. I’m not used to this amount of ejaculate, as evidenced by the fact that I proceeded to stand up — and my come proceeded to run down the backs of my legs. I was amused.

November 11th, 2009

I was in something of a rush. My boyfriend was coming home from a concert, texting me from the bus ride, and I wanted to finish my jacking off before he arrived. The problem: I kept getting distracted by stupid shit in the porn I was watching, such as a chick calling a non-phallic glass dildo a “cock”… and some really distressing extreme genital close-ups. I was also running a virus scan, which did not appreciate me trying to watch video simultaneously. This resulted in the blue screen of death at a really inopportune moment.

I eventually got off — with the marshmallow attachment on the Eroscillator, and the Pure Wand in my vagina. I squirted a little, but the orgasm was weaker than last time. Not a minute after I put my pajama pants back on, my boyfriend walked in the door. Oh snap.

November 13th, 2009

A quickie with the Fairy Mini Mini Wand and Tantus Echo. Porn of choice: Belladonna’s Hell’s Belles (holy crap, Sean Michaels’ cock is long!). This, I think, was my first time using the Fairy directly on my clit, not through my underwear, and my first time using it with lube. The contact between the lube and the Fairy’s head created a very weird, electric, razor-against-face sound. Kind-of distracting, but I still had a nice long, quivery clitoral orgasm that made my leg jiggle against the floor.

November 14th, 2009

My boyfriend cleaned the bathtub, so I took a bath to test the Better than Chocolate‘s waterproof abilities. When it became clear that I would probably reach orgasm in approximately 36 hours, I called for my boyfriend to go rummage in my vibrator drawer and bring me “the blue one.” After trying to bring me the wrong “blue one,” he brought me my Turbo Glider, one of my oldest sex toys. My clit immediately woke up upon contact with the Turbo Glider, and soon it brought me to one of those faithful orgasms it was known for back in 2007. Those were the days, or something.