90 Days: NO Porn or Fap Challenge
- Thread starter Steve Piffler
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Steve Piffler
I got them CERTS
as long as it's during sex. NO CHEATING :madjames:
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malbaker86
Gators
Xtraz2
Superstar
day 1 
i dunno how ya'll do it....
i dunno how ya'll do it....
ReggieFlare
Superstar
Day 15...my standards are getting lower
Im In, Serious shyt This Time.
I got too much shyt i wanna accomplish this year and p*ssy is killing that dream
malbaker86
Gators
you gave in bruh?
Steve Piffler
I got them CERTS
i havent cheated bruh
She pregnant so my 90 day struggle extra real my dude
oh...well in that case
Mickey Kane
All Star
Day 8 brehs.
Ohms Law
All Star
Aint been able to seen day 5 since in about 10 years. 
somebody gotta give me some advice
somebody gotta give me some advice
The no fap/porn is great. Recalibrating the mind by devoiding myself of porn and beating off is working wonders when i'm with the lady friend (i'm always horny around her, well... i only see her on weekends so its gonna do what it's gonna do with the separation minutes from her being on swole/prolonged mode).
The problematic theme regarding the challenge is...
Duration.
My stamina game is on premature drug raid... cuz its an early bust. After 20 minutes of foreplay, the dual must've been more than 10 minutes. But irregardless, it was an amazing 10 minutes. Cuz basically...
Last night, she swung thru the Swag Suite, we're passionate, i'm gently grinding my fingertips against her skin, it's getting hot and heavy. She commences to rubbing my shaft through my shorts, the shorts come off and with her panties on, i place my penis in between her pantie line on her waist and gyrate it against her hip; its like a sex novel we're experiencing here.
So i get my jimmy hat and have her leaning on her side, play with her bulbous vaginal opening and its beyond wet. So moist, it gives Seattle weather a run for its money, money.
Still on that side position, with her derriere pointed towards my nether regions (basically spooning, but with our bare skin and raw elements, the only obstruction being Mr. Trojan). WIth my shaft throbbing for entry, i delicately slide in my fully erectified johnson in her melissa etheridge.
I could feel her clitorical curtains pulsating as i do like a popular california fastfood chain... and go in... out... in... out.
The feeling is so sultry and sensual, my heart pounding with sheer ecstasy and her moaning as i continue to erotically polish my meaty submarine; kissing her back and caressing her smooth and silky thigh with my right hand and the other gripping her left milk mound like a lost treasure, nipple like up periscope - her eyes... rolled back like the demon child from Exorcist as i sex her vertical lips. Excess bliss that could make a dead man miss.
Like ocean waves against the rocks on a reef, the way our pevlics crash and the sound of liquid-like gushy sounds percolate the soundtrack of our raunchified romp session.
Umph.
With so much sexual energy and intensity, i can feel my mountain of muff generate a rumbling and orgasmic eruption... moments later, as she says to me,
"I'm going to come, baby. I wanna come over your hard, thick, juicy slit seducer... UMMMM!!!"
And within moments...
"Uggh urrgghhh oohhhh UHHHH!!! aaahhhhhhh."
As my toes curl, her breathing becomes more vehement and from months of continuous thigh exercises, she creates a stimulating technique to extract each and every oozing soldier - squeeze by squeeze, release by release.
The sauce is emitted as her thighs gently tremble with utter satisfaction and uber ecstasy.
With our souls intertwined and bodys a tandem, we are now one spiritual unit bonded by passionate sex and uninterrupted fantasy-like friction.
Then... we collapse into post-penetration coma as she rests her head on my pectorial district and off we dream...
with her thighs still drenched, from her own...
leaky cream.
Umph.
.
The problematic theme regarding the challenge is...
Duration.
My stamina game is on premature drug raid... cuz its an early bust. After 20 minutes of foreplay, the dual must've been more than 10 minutes. But irregardless, it was an amazing 10 minutes. Cuz basically...
Last night, she swung thru the Swag Suite, we're passionate, i'm gently grinding my fingertips against her skin, it's getting hot and heavy. She commences to rubbing my shaft through my shorts, the shorts come off and with her panties on, i place my penis in between her pantie line on her waist and gyrate it against her hip; its like a sex novel we're experiencing here.
So i get my jimmy hat and have her leaning on her side, play with her bulbous vaginal opening and its beyond wet. So moist, it gives Seattle weather a run for its money, money.
Still on that side position, with her derriere pointed towards my nether regions (basically spooning, but with our bare skin and raw elements, the only obstruction being Mr. Trojan). WIth my shaft throbbing for entry, i delicately slide in my fully erectified johnson in her melissa etheridge.
I could feel her clitorical curtains pulsating as i do like a popular california fastfood chain... and go in... out... in... out.
The feeling is so sultry and sensual, my heart pounding with sheer ecstasy and her moaning as i continue to erotically polish my meaty submarine; kissing her back and caressing her smooth and silky thigh with my right hand and the other gripping her left milk mound like a lost treasure, nipple like up periscope - her eyes... rolled back like the demon child from Exorcist as i sex her vertical lips. Excess bliss that could make a dead man miss.
Like ocean waves against the rocks on a reef, the way our pevlics crash and the sound of liquid-like gushy sounds percolate the soundtrack of our raunchified romp session.
Umph.
With so much sexual energy and intensity, i can feel my mountain of muff generate a rumbling and orgasmic eruption... moments later, as she says to me,
"I'm going to come, baby. I wanna come over your hard, thick, juicy slit seducer... UMMMM!!!"
And within moments...
"Uggh urrgghhh oohhhh UHHHH!!! aaahhhhhhh."
As my toes curl, her breathing becomes more vehement and from months of continuous thigh exercises, she creates a stimulating technique to extract each and every oozing soldier - squeeze by squeeze, release by release.
The sauce is emitted as her thighs gently tremble with utter satisfaction and uber ecstasy.
With our souls intertwined and bodys a tandem, we are now one spiritual unit bonded by passionate sex and uninterrupted fantasy-like friction.
Then... we collapse into post-penetration coma as she rests her head on my pectorial district and off we dream...
with her thighs still drenched, from her own...
leaky cream.
Umph.
.