Look...No Hands

So here it is, for all of those ladies wondering what us guys do when we?re home alone all by ourselves. Sitting in front of the computer, typing and letting you know EXACTLY what I?m doing and what I am feeling. The first thing I do is pause to put on this lime green vibrating cock ring I have. It?s one of those that have the vibrating egg in it, so I turn it so that it?s facing downward, resting on top of my ball sack As an added bonus, I have not had an orgasm in approximately two weeks, so I know I have plenty of built up cum in which to share. I slip the ring over and down my flaccid two and a half inch cock, making sure kızılay escort it is snug at the base. I put the vibrator on slow speed and begin typing again. It doesn?t take long before the low vibrations begin to make my cock stir (typing this out as it does so only increases my excitement level). I think of a female sitting at her desk, her pussy getting moist with desire and letting this story lead the way. I imagine her hand drifting between her legs as my cock rises to the occasion. I stare down briefly and yes; it?s at its full five and three quarter inches (honesty kolej escort counts, and every little bit helps). I squeeze my thighs together pushing the spiky little egg against my balls. I watch intently as my cock?s bulbous head pushes forward. A part of me wants to reach down and stroke myself, but I made a commitment to myself before I started that this was going to be a hands-free orgasm. As I type away I realize I have this rhythm going between my thighs. I glance down again. There is a small bead of precum fluid forming a puddle at the tip of my cock. I would maltepe escort normally take my forefinger and rub it in at the underside of my cock, that sensitive area just beneath the head. I give my thighs a hard squeeze together, squishing both balls and vibrator tightly together. I watch as an even bigger glob of precum appears. My mind is spinning with thoughts of cumming for some, any mysterious female reading this. The precum dribbles ever so slowly down the side of my cock. But still?no hands allowed. My cock pulses now with every single heart beat. My mind wanders from concentrating on the computer and typing to the sensations running through my cock. I know I won?t be able to hold out much longer, but still I go on. I only hope that by reading this that mysterious female?s pussy is wet with desire. Maybe she has a finger or two pumping in and out of her snatch with thoughts of me cumming. Oh god, just typing that brings me that much closer.