Turnbull's Orgasm Diary

deeperthanbooty asked: Hey friendo, although I enjoy reading your posts today, do you write about anything but your orgasms? You an above average writer by far and maybe some different subject material could be interesting as well.

Calvin,  thanks for the compliment.  I am trying to write some erotica now and then, although my work and other social obligations keep me incredibly busy.  There are links through my tumbler to patasitions, where some of the erotica stuff gets posted, but as you can see I’ve been incredibly lax.  This blog is really an experiment.  I’ve missed quite a few shots since August, rest assured but maybe its time to take up the mantel again. 

8/2/12 2:35 AM

I download a virtual sex simulator called 3Dgirlz and transfer it using my external hard drive to my Dell.  I arrange myself in my living room in a comfy chair, my Dell on my lap.  The rendering in the game is incredibly papery and the movement is awkward.  You can control the camera angles, zoom in and out, switch to POV view and control when your character cums (once you’ve spent 15 minutes building up a cum icon, by switching positions etc.).  There is also a manual mode where you control the thrusting and pumping of the male talent (or female talent in hand-job and blowjob modes).  All this increased interactivity decreases the visual quality of the game.  I suffer through this, determined to cum anyway.  I maneuver the girl into a titty fuck position and the camera into POV.  You have to be in manual mode to cum, so I use the touch pad to thrust the male characters penis between her tits… the rendering is poor and there is collision damage, the penis disappears or breaks up as it gyrates between her wobbly, poorly animated tits.  Eventually I fill the cum icon.  I get close myself and time it so that I cum with the male character.  A poorly rendered blort of what looks like cottage cheese suddenly appears over her lips.  I pump a watery built up load onto my hand, which splashes the touch pad and my belly. 

7/30/12 7:45 PM

I examine the vids I downloaded days earlier.  The Blake Rose vid is incredibly satisfying and I ejaculate a healthy load as the male talent covers her face.  I whisper “oh my fucking god” as the lighting like, satin feeling of my orgasm ricochets through my body.  Beautiful.

7/28/12 5:36 PM

I’m resolved to find something new online.  I begin by going to adultempire.com and search through new 3D art pics.  I look for pics depicting cum shots exclusively.  I find some great ZZomp pics and comics by BlackAdder, which I downloaded from Renderotica.com.  There is something about digitally rendered images, a freshness, a purity of simulation, that is incredibly fascinating.  Perhaps its distance from reality bolsters its fantastic quality.  I find a blog called Epoch-Art, where the author posts 3D comics staring Clara Ravens (a Laura Croft adaptation).  I download these comics and cum to one of the cumshot renderings. 

7/28/12 2:13 AM

I’m home from a very long drive.  I haven’t jerked one off in about 5 days as I was with my family on vacation.  I go straight to 4tube and begin looking up Christie Mack vids.  I go to Planetsuzy and find a few vids not in my archive.  I begin downloading those.  I also go to Blake Rose’s thread and begin downloading from there as well.  I scan xxxelfxxx.com… nothing.  Eventually a Blake Rose vid has downloaded and I stroke it to that, busting an incredibly large load onto my left hand… the sensation is like a torrent of pleasure, but distant somehow.

7/19/12 3:43 PM

I’m home from work and I begin searching porn.  I play some meet and fuck games, go to xxxelfxxx.com and there are no updates.  I scan a few sites for new 3d porn, but find little.  I get the urge to see a Heather Summers vid I remember.  I find it on 4tube.  I’m incredibly hard.  I plateau a couple of times watching and finally release to her getting her lips and tits covered.  I utter “fucking hell” as I pump 4 generous douses of cum onto my hand.

7/18/12 7:12 PM

I feel a little out of sorts and resort to onanism to correct my wondering thoughts.  I lay on my bed and begin with thoughts of 1’s amazing breasts and her writhing hips.  A few pornstars make an appearance and soon I’m on to thoughts of a certain crush.  I’m determined to spend to thoughts of her.  Something about this strikes me as exerting my will into the sexual landscape… if fate exists out there at all, or just in who you go to bed with… perhaps that is the only thing that is ordained.  Or perhaps fantasizing in this way is an attempt to diffuse the power of not knowing if we will ever get together.  If I cum to her mental image I can walk into my next interaction with her armored against fear… after all, in my brain, in my subconscious at least, I’ve already had her.  I imagine us fucking on my desk… she’s in a black blouse that I rip open, her tits hang there and I fondle them as I rock my hips into hers.  She says a myriad of things to get me off, they seem to mix together in a cocktail of erotic speech calling forth my nut.  I get closer and closer to the crest.  My legs shake.  I imagine her facebook profile picture.  Every pixel.  I cum about three ropes that arc straight into the air and collide back onto my hand and dick.  I’ve jettisoned some degree of stress, my body decompresses and I feel cold sweat on my brow and arms.  The inside of my dick is not relieved… I feel like I’ve gone off half cocked… like there’s a damn that blocked up half of what I expected… its like I have to pee or something… of course I don’t.  I wipe up and go to the coffee shop.

7/16/12 6:32 PM

I get home from work incredibly horny.  I almost thought about going home early to rub one out.  The rule here is don’t look at porn right before you go in… especially if you don’t jerk off to said porn.  Anyway I’m home and run onto 4tube to look up something… anything.  I find a Hannah Hilton video and remember her short-lived career.  I want to see every pop shot condensed.  I search Hannah Hilton cumpilation on google and find a great mix on xvideo.  I plateau to this, which is unexpected because I was so pent up I thought that I would bust right away.  So I mix it up with some Jessica Lynn and finally resort to my archive… I find at random the Christie Mack vid of her on Brazzers getting her face splashed by a peeping tom.  She says, “cum on my face.”  I bust a large load onto my hand, drips cascade onto my shorts and I gasp… “fuck yea.” 

7/15/12 7:22 AM

I wake up hard and begin stroking my engorged dick while laying on my back in bed.  I think again about 1.  I fantasize about seeing her at the strip-club again.  I buy another couple dances and she whispers “meet me out back” into my ear.  There, in a dimly lit alley, she gives me a blow-job and jerks me off onto her lips.  I cum surprisingly quickly.  Usually, unassisted onanism takes a long time and a lot of concentration, but with this kind of inspiration, contact with such an amazingly sexy woman, and memories purposefully etch deeply in my mind, I cum incredibly quickly.  I moan “fucking amazing” as a small load leaps out and trails down the topside of my meat.  I wash up, drink some water, and go back to sleep.

7/14/12 11:03 AM

I dream and fantasize about 1 all night.  I awake fully hard.  I begin to fantasize about her.  The dimensions of her body, the shape, size, feel and smell of her pussy, which I didn’t see.  I imagine taking her out on a date.  Showing up to her place.  She takes me into her living room.  She says “I’d like to get something out of the way so that its not hanging over our heads all evening.”  I say “OK.”  She goes into her bedroom.  She calls me in after a few minutes.  She’s laying on the bed, ass up, skirt exposing her naked cunt.  She is presenting herself to me.  A condom is laying between her calves.  I hesitate for a moment.  I imagine myself drilling her in doggie style, getting our first fuck out of the way, groping and spanking her ass as I blast into her like a wrecking ball of desire.  I imagine myself cumming after a long deep stroke, my dick up to the hilt inside of her.  We have a great time and return to her apartment to fuck all night.  I imagine different positions, the things she’d say, getting her in bathrooms, back alleys, department stores and my maintenance room.  I imagine fucking her amazing tits, her tongue titillating my tip.  I imagine, in exquisite detail, blasting a load onto her waiting lips, her nipples erect and staring at me as the supple softness of her breasts brings me to climax.  I cum another, somewhat watery load on my belly.  The cool and temperate breeze of heady lust engulfs me.  I’m alert to every nerve ending… I see the images of her trailing off, there is a day ahead of me.  I wash up and make some coffee.