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Alone At Last
by Anonymous (address unknown)

***

A man who never seems to find time to be along is 
ecstatic when his family goes on vacation without him. 
(M-solo)

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I don't want to imply that my marriage and my sex life 
aren't good. They're great. But last summer, as I 
waived Tammy and the kids on down boarding tunnel to 
the airplane, I felt an incredible excitement at the 
prospect of 10 days of purely solo-sexual pleasures. 

My time-alone vacation started long before I got home. 
As I headed down the old state highway -- parallel to 
the freeway, but with no traffic. I pulled my stiff 
cock out of the leg hole of my shorts and fondled 
myself. 

I let my imagination drift, my memory filled with 
pictures, snapshots, the briefest kinds of 
recollections of hot moments with Tammy... and with the 
women before Tammy. I remembered eating Tammy, her cunt 
clamping on my fingers as she came, her body flopping 
on the bed as my tongue stayed on her clit. She came so 
hard she nearly blacked out. 

I remembered Carol bouncing up and down on my stiff 
cock in the front seat of my old Falcon, her eyes 
rolling up in her head as the eruption of my squirting 
cum sent her into a convulsion of climax. I pictured 
Tammy kneeling under my desk, sucking my cock and 
gulping down my spurting cum so hungrily that she 
nearly left a hickey on my cock head. 

I remembered fucking Melissa doggy-style under the 
trees down the road from the fair-grounds, while the 
crowd noise from the horse race made back-ground music 
to our orgasms. 

Those and numerous other hot memories swirled in my 
head as I drove... and as I jacked off. Just as the 
trees of my small town appeared on the horizon, I 
gasped in my solo ecstasy. The car slowing on the empty 
two-lane as my pounding fist jerked my cock into a 
spurting fountain of creamy jizm. I spunked all over my 
T-shirt, on the steering wheel, even onto the 
dashboard. I'd spunked hard and good -- and I was just 
getting warmed up!  

Back home, I walked through the house naked, savoring 
the solitude, stroking my stiff-again cock. My passion 
grew as I immersed myself in the freedom of having my 
family flying toward Sacramento. I could feel the 
tingling power of excitement like a ball glowing in my 
guts. I flopped down on the couch and thrust my stiff 
cock against the fabric, feeling the cushions give 
under my thrusts. I got on my knees on the carpet and 
thrust into the groove under the cushion. I was fucking 
my own living room couch. It didn't feel like a cunt; 
it didn't feel like anything on earth except fucking a 
couch. It felt good. 

I went into the basement and pulled a fluffy sweater 
from the winter-clothes storage box under the stairs. I 
wrapped the soft grey acrylic around my hard-on, 
shuddering with pleasure at the gentle caress of the 
fabric. My chest was tight with the intensity of my 
desire. My balls were drawn up, tingling as they 
anticipated the ecstasy of spurting in the solitude of 
that big, wonderfully empty house. 

My fingers were tight on my hard-on as I climbed two 
sets of stairs, jacking off as I walked to the bedroom. 
I lay on my back and rubbed hand lotion on my nipples 
with one hand while I stroked my stiff cock with the 
other. The level of desire was almost unbelievably 
high. I felt as though I were made entirely of cock 
flesh, as though every cell and tissue in my body were 
tingling cock flesh, all ready to erupt in the hot 
pleasure of orgasm. 

Moving my pinching fingers from one slick nipple to the 
other, I timed the pounding of my cock-stroking right 
hand with the tingling delight spreading from my 
nipple-pinching left hand. I was panting as though I 
had run all the way from Chicago. My hips were moving 
in instinctive thrusts, my ass rising from the sheet as 
the rhythms of my masturbation matched the surges of 
pleasure shooting through my body. 

My cock was being stroked toward ecstasy. 

I let myself float, sending my body and soul adrift on 
a wave of tingling pleasure. My senses dimmed. I 
couldn't hear or see very well because all my 
sensations were centered in the swelling intensity of 
the spine-burning tingle of my approaching orgasm. I 
was jacking off alone, and nothing in the world could 
have felt better. 

I hit the plateau, that magical, mystical, 
indescribable place where you know you're going to 
come, but it hasn't started yet. It's perfect; it's 
almost as intense as climaxing, but it goes on and on. 
My knees were up, my legs spread, and my balls jiggling 
with every stroke of my cock-gripping hand. 

Sweet heat, like tongues of fire, flickered all over my 
body. I stopped breathing. And then the universe stood 
on its head as my orgasm hit me. A huge jet of 
glistening white sperm shot out of my cock and sprayed 
the whole length of my torso, leaving a shining line of 
wetness from my sternum to my throat. Electric-like 
ecstasy jolted me. Another gob of spunk jetted from my 
cock, puddling in a thick button of fluid just above my 
navel. 

I was on fire, melting with ecstasy. I came hard! I 
jacked off so many times while my family was gone that 
I wore a sore place on my cock. Tammy laughed at 
that... but she had rubbed a little sore place on her 
clit while she was gone, so I guess we were even! I 
can't wait until they leave next summer! I'm going to 
masturbate until my cock comes off! 

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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