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Building Cheap 100 Inch TVs
Nastar writes "If you visit eBay and such places there are guys selling 'kits' so that you can easily build your own 100 inch projection screen. There are websites such as 100InchTV selling the instructions for around $10 a pop. They say "this is the only product of this kind on the web" and "it is now possible to convert any type of television or computer monitor into a 100 inch video system that's truly amazing!". I don't like the idea of these people selling this information, especially when you can get it free from the good people at BSTV BSTV. Ihaven't built mine yet, but the reports of quality differ from so-so to fantastic! I suppose it depends on perfecting the technique involved. "
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This is great!
I can get a diploma, make $20,000 in just 2 weeks, and now I can have a 100 inch tv for little cost at all!
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So, once people can buy tiny TV's and make them project perfectly well onto large screens, does this mean that the consumer electronics industry will have to readjust itself? Or does anyone think that there will be lawsuits from industry groups and lobbyists to try to block this kind of thing?
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A crappy looking site AND a pop-up. Thanks, for the heads up.
How big of a room do you need for these monster screens? It seems to me that you would first have to have a huge room for this. Friends of mine have a 65" TV in a rather large living room and still it's pretty close. In this case you would also need some distance for the projector, right?
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It's just a big magnifying glass!
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Is this a misprint?
The biggest TV I've ever had was 12-inches and he said he'd never seen one bigger. Great tits as well.
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I can't believe this is on Slashdot... so disappointing.
This is as stupid as blowing up a 150x150 pixel image to 1600x1200 in photoshop and expecting a good result.
You'll end up with a dark, low contrast, blurry mess, but go for it.
The guy who posted this story is probably someone who was selling the plans either on eBay or on the `net for $10 a pop and figured "If you can't beat them, /. them".
Well, it worked.
Yeah, the instruction costs $10. It doesn't tell you the equipments you have to buy.
For me, constructing 100 inch or even more display is "easy". Just buy a projector (that costs $4000) and then project it to a screen or wall. Simple. The farther the distance, the bigger is the resulting image. You can then adjust the focus. Voila. Fragging big time! :-)
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While the idea of turning a 17" monitor into a 100" one that would take up a good portion of my wall sounds intriguing, it sounds incredibly doubtful to me. Think about how ugly low resolution is.. especially on a large monitor. I haven't looked at the site yet, but I would imagine they simply magnify the image someway, if that's the case then you're just blowing it up.. nothing special. But doing that would uglify everything. 1/2" pixels don't sound particularly appealing to me.
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Can't wait to see the Goatse.cx man at 100inches!
I've heard that the quality is only good for either animated movies, or real movies. I can't remember which it was, but at the time I was researching this stuff, I saw mostly images of one type, which I think was animated.
As you can see from the image at BSTV, actual footage comes out as you would expect, only so-so. It makes sense that this would only work well for animations, as those usually have large areas of solid colors, and would appear less pixelated when blown up as such.
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The link given in the article goes to a domain's for sale page.
Damn... and to think, all this time I thought my 21" monitor was the bomb. I didn't see that my RedHat config supported a 100x100 bazillion pixel resolution, but maybe in the 7.2 release.
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I remember reading about one of these a while ago.
I can't get to the linked site right now (I'm presuming it was slashdotted allready), but the way it worked was to basically use a magnifing glass. The screen emmits through a box of a certain size (the screen size), If you put a lense over that, in theory, you could magnify that light, so that it would be large enough to fill a "100 inch" screen, but it would look horrible!
I would think it would be very blurred, very hard to see (they don't give off THAT much light), and the colours would wash out.
I'd be curious to hear of anyone's actual experiences in building one of these.
Just MHO, of course.
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At least for me, the site popped up a window I couldn't get rid of when I tried to leave, and Netscape crashed.
Down with sites that abuse javascript.
Oh, and nevermind the fact that with today's technology and a greater emphasis than ever on DVD and digital picture we're willing to throw away $10 at whatever snake oil peddler comes along. "Just project it on your bed sheets!"
For shame this made it as a Slashdot topic.
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Anyone wonder if this might be an illegial modification of your Television, depriving the TV producers of the money you would have paid for larger sets?
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I have an oollllddd (1980??) copy of Popular Electronics kicking around somewhere that shows you how to do this too. Maybe when big screen TVs were hard to come by and insanely expensive, this was a good idea...
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http://www.google.com/search?q=cache:1pInHo8PDFk:w ww.webone.com.au/~caoz/bsinstructions.htm+%22free+ 100+inch+TV+projector%22&hl=en
Many years ago I participated in a "buy something/subscribe to something (I dont' remember what it was but it was something I wanted at the time) and get a free big screen TV". What I got was a large fresnel lens in a plastic frame that you put in front of a regular TV to project its image on a wall, just like on the website. I never tried it out for its intended use but I did have a good time using it as a death ray^h^h^h solar concentrator to set leaves and stuff on fire.
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Now take that and multiply it times your worst possible dream to get pixels the size of green peas across the wall in your 100" display.
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Still, it would be cool for gaming. Can you imagine playing Quake III with this? And it would be more suited to gaming than an LCD projector, because the refresh rate is going to be whatever your monitor uses, rather than the dismal LCD refresh rate. All in all, a pretty cool idea.
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Google cache right here
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This is that "turn your TV brighness ALL the way up and then some, and use this frenzel (?) lense" thing, no?
Humm.... do I pay $3,600 for a 3x3 LCD wall.
Or $10 for a kit to make a 100 inch TV....
The big screen TV people are working hard on cost reductions and vast improvements in quality and maintainability -- I've seen some demos of stuff that's coming out soon and it's fantastic and can be made cheaply.
There are other sites with the instructions that haven't been slashdotted. See: http://www.greenspun.com/bboard/q-and-a-fetch-msg. tcl?msg_id=0038A5
If that doesn't survive, get it from the google cache.
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Color me surprised. Having made one in the past, uh. On the cheap, it's not horrible, but let's just say I won't be trading in my Vega anytime soon.
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My dad had a setup years ago that was basically a wooden box with a lens. Inside the box, he put a 13" TV with the picture reversed and upside down (I have no idea ho he managed that). He projected it on the wall. It looked fantastic. The most expensive part was the lens.
The only real downside was that you could really only see it well if the lights were turned down (or off).
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I have found the plans for the Top Secret Big Screen Simulator that THEY don't want you to see! Banned in 52 states! And I'm not even going to charge you:
1. Close eyes
2. Place forehead against monitor
3. Open Eyes
Voila! Experience the field of view, the giant pixels, the intense headaches without even having to alter your current setup.
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To recap: this is a (bad) idea that's been around for decades. If you want a big, dark, low resolution picture, this is the way to go.
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I view selling this type of information on the same level as selling free software. Effectively the seller is earning his money by finding audiences who aren't otherwise aware of the information and promoting it to them.
SEAMONKEYS. Now they're all dead, and he won't give me my money back.
It's always fun to go into the junk-mail folder and look at some of the crap that _somehow_ must seem believable to some people.
Here's what the site itself says:
"For entertainment purposes only. This is a FUN site. We make no claim that anyone will be completely satisfied with our product"
is that if you magnify a TV's screen by a factor of 2, you reduce the brightness by a factor of 4. Magnification factors of the sort mentioned makes the TV too dark to comfortably watch.
This would be great. Right now, I can barely see my pixels. If I could blow them up really huge, I might take the time to get to know each one. Soothe them when they're red, give 'em a hug and a smile when they're blue. Sometimes, just drop by to talk.
I've considered doing this in the past, but didn't think it would be possible and never bothered investigating. This stuff is old hat, but still something fun to do i'm sure :)
100 inch is diagonal. /12 = 5 foot tall.
100 * 3/5 = 60.
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I remember doing something like what I can only guess is on the site (seeing as its slashdotted now) when I was like 14. Just get a big magnifying glass lens, the type you can pick up at American Science and Surplus for really cheap, get a decent mirror, put your TV on its back, setup the mirror in a box at a 45 degree angle, cut a hole in the side of the box for the lens, put the whole contraption on the TV, point it at a sheet, turn off the lights and viola, really big, crappy resolution TV. It was a bunch of fun as a kid, playing crappy resolution NES games on it though, and an application of physics if you're into that sort of thing (or teaching your kids that sort of thing or whatever)
If not now, when?
I'm a rising optics major in U or Rochester, and know my share of optics, and would just like to say, that there simply is no way you can make quality, sharp, brigh, 100inch image without precision optical design and parts. Just be cause of limitation's of .. well physics... There are very good reasons 100inch projection TV's are pricy, assuming you dont want a muddy chromlay and geometricaly distorted blob.
I watched the first shuttle launch on this type of setup when I was a kid. My dad knew the owner of a TV/Stereo store who loaned him the fresnel lens converter.
We had to use a 13" TV because that's how big the hood was, and had to set it upside-down on a table to get the projected picture rightside-up. If we turned the brightness and contrast all the way up, we got a passable picture in a completely dark room. CRT's are made for direct viewing and don't put out enough light to project well.
So yeah, technically it works, but don't expect the same image quality you might see from even a low-end projection rig. It does make a cool toy for a kid or a cheap science fair project though...
I experimented with a similar lens arrangement like 15 years ago with a fresnel lens from an overhead projector. Neat idea, but, well, it sucked.
I've been wondering for years, and have wondered aloud here before but gotten no response, about the possibility for building a scanning projection TV out of LEDs and mirrors.
Basically, rather than projecting an entire image at once, like an LCD projector does (and, thus, limiting your resolution to how big your LCD or DLP array is), this would take the output of red, green, and blue LEDs and bounce them off a mirror vibrating in two directions (horizontally and vertically) to provide a raster scan. With today's high brightness LEDs (ever notice how blindingly bright the new LED traffic lights are?), I'd think this could, with the right focusing system, give you a quality image on a decent screen.
All that remains is to decode the video signal for processing by the projector. In a simple mode, you might even be able to simply take the HSYNC and VSYNC signals and, essentially, use them to mark the edges of your scanning motion, then simply vibrate the mirror back and forth within that time frame. (this is hard to describe, but hopefully it'll make sense to some of you).
For something like this, the most expensive bit would be the lens at the front. You'd have a bunch of $2 LEDs (running cool and quiet, too, unlike the bulbs in DLP/LCD projectors), a simple electro-magnetic mirror mount (speaker coil for a prototype, maybe?), and maybe $50 worth of electronics.
Any EEs out there who think this makes sense? Or should I just keep waiting for HDTV projectors to come down to a kilobuck?
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How is this any different than (say) O'Reilly selling books on Perl/Oracle/Linux, when people can get all that information for free on the web as well ? Someone has gone to the trouble of packaging the information, and sending it to people who may not even have web access, or may want printed instructions, so I say all the more power to them.
God forbid the light catch this thing just right. Probably burn a hole through your wall... or your cat.
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I would think it would be very blurred, very hard to see (they don't give off THAT much light), and the colours would wash out.
I'd be curious to hear of anyone's actual experiences in building one of these.
I built a setup like this as a kid using a fresnel lens and a bed sheet. I even rigged a translation stage for the lens for precise focusing.
Problems were as follows, in order of severity:
Because nothing really acts like an ideal lens, the image focused on to a curved surface. I was using a flat sheet as my screen. This meant that either the center was in focus, or a ring around it was in focus, but not both.
You can reduce this by using a longer focal length, an aperture, or both, but this is trickier and loses light.
I was using one lens. This turned the image upside-down. This meant I had to turn the TV upside-down to get a usable picture. This made the TV image turn funny colours. I have no idea if this happens to most TVs or not. A well-made TV *shouldn't* have this problem - it _should_ only be gravity-sensitive if some of the focusing coils are loose inside it. The electron beam certainly doesn't care about gravity. YMMV.
You can get around this by using two lenses instead of one, or by turning the image upside-down with two mirrors before projecting it. This adds complexity and takes up space.
An alternate solution - that I used the first year I did this - is to put the TV flat on the floor and project on to a sheet on the cieling.
You get some colour spreading, but not that much. The main problem is that the image will be at least a little blurry no matter what you do. Especially if your lens is like mine and is scratched up from handling.
Projecting through a sheet degrades resolution, because the sheet scatters light within itself. You can either look at the image from the back (either getting a mirror-image or needing a mirror to flip the image), or use a very thin sheet and view it from the front.
I solved this by hosting my video parties in the basement and covering the windows. YMMV. Real projection TVs have CRTs designed to operate more brightly than normal TV screens.
These aren't insurmountable problems; just very annoying ones to solve.
I looked at this a year or so ago. I have an unresolved question which is slightly interesting. How well would a vector monitor (aka "Asteroids" or "Tempest") fair when projected? The lines are bright, but skinny. Will they be lost in the magnificant?
Why do I keep seeing all these instructions for building stringed musical instruments? "Do thing A, do thing B and viola!"
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Or perhaps you mean "voila!"
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This is esentially the same idea as a school projector. The idea works but TVs don't put out enough light to make a very briliant picture. So you can only watch at night. You also still need a flat white screen to project your image onto. Essentially this is your poor man's big screen. It will never rival a real big screen TV but it will be cool to impress your frineds or at least for a fun physics project on light. Here's a link that I found that contains instructions as well as comments. http://www.greenspun.com/bboard/q-and-a-fetch-msg. tcl?msg_id=0038A5
The plans are for a box that mounts in front of your TV set that contains a giant Fresnel lens. These are scams and have been scams for the last thirty years.
You see those posters on street corners that say "Have a PC? Work from home! $1500/weekly"? This is the kind of crap you'll be selling.
Why is this even on Slashdot?
I was curious and found a link to plans. Assume it is the same type of design. I'll stick with my projector.
On a similar note... last year, I wanted a bigger TV set, but didn't have the money. So I just moved my couch closer to the TV... yes, I know it's sad. But it has nearly the same effect as getting a bigger set. :)
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A buddy of mine built one of these things, or something similar to them. I don't know about all these people saying the quality sucks, but it was crystal clear for him. And oh god is Quake 3 gorgoues on it...
The difference is he started with a bigger TV (32"), and used a really high quality lense. I forget what he calls it, but he had in machine made espcially for this purpose. Cost about $700 to have done, but when you consider how expensive a reall 100" would be, it's not that bad
The thing is, you just can't skimp out like they say you can... Don't use a bedsheet, just a real projection screen, for instance.
This is totally valid technology, as long as you don't cheap out.
Has anyone stacked 4 CRTs and then used mirrors to stretch the images to cover the plastic monitor edges?
If possible, it would be much much cheaper than stacking 3x3 lcd projectors.
Heck, even using laptop screens would work as they have much narrower plastic borders.
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It was hot and steamy as we arrived at the airport in
Brisbane for the long journey home to Boston. This was the end
of a month-long campervan vacation in Australia, and I, for
one, was overjoyed to be heading back to some normalcy. For an
entire month my wife Anne (I call her "the queen") had avoided
sex in the campervan, or anywhere else for that matter, since
"the children are nearby." - The irony of her way of thinking
will be evident shortly.
Actually, she is not very interested in sex anytime, since
she was taught by her mother that sex was "dirty." The only
time she ever saw her parents making love, they were fully
clothed (hike up the skirt, dear - I'll just quickly unzip.)
Sometimes I wonder how we ever ended up with three children;
one is grown and on her own, the two boys (Ralph, 17 and
Trevor, 14) were with us on holiday. Because I travel
regularly, I have opportunity for other sexual outlets during
the year, but four plus weeks within close quarters with a
demanding uptight woman does not give you much opportunity to
develop alternatives.
I had some first class upgrade coupons, but at check-in
time was told there was only one seat available. Anne
immediately volunteered because of her "potential for a bad
back," and was seated in 3A. The boys and I were given 21K/L
and 22L. This was aisle and window seating in the 2-5-2
configuration, and the last two rows in the second section. I
took the single seat, and let Ralph and Trevor sit together for
the first ten-hour segment of the flight.
An attractive woman dressed in a loose sweater and very
tight blue jeans took the seat next to me. I could see that
Ralph was uncomfortable and maybe even a little jealous, since
he kept turning around to talk to me, but she was too old (29)
to be interested in him. She introduced herself as Christine,
"You can call me Chrissy." She was about five foot eight,
light brown (almost blond) long hair, a nice ass - firm and
high, breasts with an impact even through her shapeless
sweater, and obviously in good physical condition.
Chrissy was headed for Miami to pick up her belongings from
a recent divorce; she and her husband had been working together
on private yachts for eight years, and he had developed a
cocaine habit. When he would not seek help to end his drug
addiction, and more immediately after a close call with customs
in Australia last year, she decided then and there to split
from him, filed for divorce, stayed in Brisbane, and had just
been notified the divorce was final. In the meantime, she had
met another guy she wanted to stay with, and was going to Miami
to settle up the property and return to her new lover. This I
discovered during dinner conversation and over a few shared
glasses of wine. Looking into my eyes, she confided she was
"now free and ready for some excitement."
The movie started, the flight attendants went around the
cabin to lower all the shades, and Chrissy said, "I'd rather
talk, if it's OK with you; this movie is terrible." I had also
seen the movie and agreed. We spent the next two hours getting
to know each other better. Chrissy at one point said, "You
have terrific eyes, I get really turned on by eyes." We talked
about the kids, and when she asked if I was married and learned
about Anne in the front cabin, she thought it displayed selfish
behavior and then never mentioned my marital status again.
By now, the boys had fallen asleep, and just before the end
of the movie, Chrissy excused herself for a few minutes,
reached into the overhead bin for her carry-on (stretched long
enough to get my mind focused on her hips and legs in those
wonderful tight jeans,) and headed to the lavatory in the
back. When she returned, she was wearing loose-fitting
sweatpants, and when she asked if I minded if she lifted the
arm dividing the seats, I replied "Of course not!" By now I
had an idea of what she had in mind, because she had confided
during the movie that one of her greatest turn-ons was the risk
of discovery while having sex. "My husband was not a great
lover, but in the close confines of the boat it was always
exciting to fuck without anyone nearby knowing about it; I had
more orgasms from fucking near other people than from the sex
act itself." As she shared this with me, she was already
visibly breathing more quickly.
Chrissy and I arranged the blankets over both of us, now no
longer separated, and curled up like spoons in the otherwise
crowded seats. I started to give her a back rub, slowly
working over her muscles by now cramped from the first five
hours of the flight. She purred quietly, and after a while
squirmed her shapely ass on the seat, pushing it back into my
growing erection. With both hands I reached around under her
loose sweater, and fondled her globes, her nipples growing
firmer under my gentle stroking.
Chrissy reached back and with one hand released my belt,
then unbuckled and unbuttoned my pants. I whispered in her
ear, "How do you do that? I can't even do that with one hand,
and they're my pants." She laughed, and said, "Years of
practice; don't worry, it gets better." My hard-on sprang out
of my tight bikini briefs as she pulled the waistband forward,
and she whispered, "I'm glad you're not wearing boxer shorts, I
can't stand them."
Chrissy began to stroke my cock, now slightly oozing with
its own lubrication. She used the pre-come to help rotate her
fingers gently around the head, stroking it with ever firmer
pressure. I withdrew my hands from under her sweater to push
my pants down further, allowing me to slip the briefs down
below my swollen balls, which she now explored with her
questing hand. Lubricating her fingers even more with her
saliva, she alternately rubbed my balls and massaged the head
of my dick.
My hands were now free, and I hungrily reached forward for
her erect nipples, shortly afterward sliding my right hand down
her belly and slipping it under the waistband of her
sweatpants. She was wearing no panties underneath, and the
inside of the cotton sweats was already wet with her juices.
As I stroked her mound, her lubrication welcomed my fingers
into her warm wet cunt. Rubbing the juices on my fingers, I
began to circle her clitoris and then used my fingers to stroke
in and out of her pussy while my thumb pushed against her
swollen clit. She was breathing harder now, and could not stop
moving her ass around on the seat, first bucking her soaking
cunt against my right hand, then pushing her ass back against
my cock through the sweatpants.
Just then, the stewardess came down the aisle, paused
noticeably as she came up to our row, glared at me (me? why me?
there are two of us here, you know!), almost said something,
then apparently decided that since we were bothering nobody
else, she would keep moving. Thank God! While we were both
close to fully clothed at that time, there was little chance
she could do anything legally disastrous, but who needs the
embarrassment, or the hassle from the kids for that matter.
As the stewardess left, Chrissy whispered. "She knows
exactly what we are doing, and she's jealous! Now I want to
have your prick inside me. I'll keep quiet, but I need you to
fuck me now." With this, she lifted her ass off the seat and
slid her sweats down below her knees, then separated her legs
slightly and moved back so I could slide into her dripping
pussy from behind. I moved slowly in and out as she purred and
pushed back onto my cock quietly so we would not wake our
neighbors.
At the same time, I reached back around to stroke her
clitoris easily but steadily. The appearance of the stewardess
had startled me, and most of the urgency for release that had
built up from her stroking my hard-on had subsided, so it was a
nice, long, easy fuck, punctuated by her spasming in orgasm
three times before my cock pressure built up to the point of no
return. I came with the most excruciating pleasure I had felt
in my life (actually for the last month, but you know how easy
it is to lose perspective at the moment.) I felt like I
unleashed at least a pint of come into her already dripping
cunt. I sighed, and whispered' "Chrissy, it must have been
heaven that sent you to this seat. You don't know how much I
needed that."
She then turned around in the seat to sit normally, and
kissed me for the first time. "I needed it just as much as you
did; you're a terrific fuck, but on top of that it's the danger
that makes me come so much. Thanks for being here, I dreamed
that I'd be fucked silly on this trip. As we kissed, I told
her about my favorite turn-on. "What I like best is eating
pussy, but there is no room here for that. Would you like to
go to the back of the plane with me?"
"What do you mean? In the lavatory?" she asked.
"Yes. If we are reasonably cautious we can get in there
without causing an uproar," I replied.
"I've never done that before," Chrissy explained.
"There's a first time for everything," I said, and moved to
pull up my pants and buckle my belt. She thought about it for
a minute, and then said, "why not, let's try it!" She drew up
the sweatpants and tied the drawstring (I hadn't noticed there
was one before - must not have been tied.) Then she got up and
headed for the back of the plane, with me following directly
behind.
She entered the first lavatory, which was vacant (good
thing the flight was long, and everybody was still asleep.) I
slipped right in behind her before the flight attendants
noticed we were even there. As I closed the door, she turned
and we started to kiss passionately. She broke for a quick
query, "how do you do anything in this little space?" As I
untied the drawstring on her sweatpants, I said, "Just lift up
and sit on the sink, and let me taste your cunt."
Chrissy lifted, spread her legs, and I could see her cunt
lips were still swollen from her last orgasm. I gently tongued
her outer lips, occasionally swiveling my head to nip the
insides of her thighs, but always returning to circle her clit,
and as it swelled up, suck on it gently. There was no end to
the wetness; her own lubrication, supplemented by the enormous
load of come I had left in her pussy, dripped down both sides
of my chin onto the stainless steel sink surface and trailed
down her thighs.
After tonguing her into a few more orgasms, I realized how
hard I was getting again, and finally stood up, sliding her ass
slightly off the surface, and drove my cock into her again
while we exchanged extremely wet but tasty kisses, flavored by
both of our juices. Such a short time after the last fuck, and
she was sooo wet; this time it lasted at least twenty minutes,
both of us sighing and savoring the overwhelming sensations
coursing through our bodies. Finally, after a slow buildup
that I never wanted to end, I came again, not as much this
time, but she sensed it and started bucking hard just at the
same moment. The pleasure was so intense it was almost
painful.
The light came on to return to the cabin, and after a few
minutes we were able to adjust ourselves to some degree of
presentability to return to our seats. Just as we opened the
door, the same stewardess was looking right into my eyes. She
said angrily, "Please return to your seats and stay there. We
have some turbulence and the captain has turned on the seat
belt sign." I couldn't help but think that maybe we were the
cause of the turbulence, but then that's just my imagination
running away with me again.
As we settled in to the seats, Chrissy pushed the seat
divider down, saying, "I think everyone is waking up, let's not
embarrass your boys." The breakfast service was beginning, the
cabin lights were turned on, and we were again two strangers
who happened to be sitting next to each other on the plane.
The secret of our mile-high lovemaking was secure.
We exchanged addresses, but with her in Brisbane and me in
Boston it's not likely we'll ever meet again. Both of us
promised to use caution in contacting each other should the
opportunity arise, so our current SO would not be disturbed,
but also promised to get together if possible again.
I said goodbye to Chrissy at the seat, and went forward
with the unsuspecting boys to deplane.
As we got to the end of the ramp in the terminal, I asked
Anne, "How was your flight?"
"Great," she replied, "one of the most relaxing ever."
"Me too!"
Alice had been naughty. Her lover was away for the weekend and she was
... she rather liked it.
... and she loved it.
...
..." Alice began and thought better of it.
...
...
bored. When Dave called her, telling you about the concert tickets he had,
she knew what he wanted, but between the boredom and wanting to see the
concert (and Dave's build) she went.
Dave did everything he could to turn her on. He had drinks at his place
ready before she left. she sat out on the lawn at the pavilion, drinking
wine. He put his arm around her, and at every opportunity Dave touched her,
stroked her, patted her, massaged her.
He spent a good ten minutes rubbing her forearms when she talked about
typing much of the morning. He spent longer on her back, and the kiss at the
end had seemed so natural.
The three that followed were more forceful. She didn't protest when his
hand began rubbing her breast
On the way home his hand was under her dress as he drove, teasing her
pubic mound so that by the time she reached his apartment you were wet and as
horny as she could remember being. He took her on the rug in his living room,
and then later in his big bed.
For Alice, things had gotten out of hand
Dave had continued to maintain possession of either her breast or her sex
the whole drive home. When they had entered the house he had begun kissing
her in earnest as he undressed her. His tongue had explored her in ways she
had always refused to her lover, Mark. Dave had simply been insistent. He
had tongued her mouth--deeply. He had gone all over her neck, licking her
ears.
Alice had always made Mark stop when he had begun that. The sensation was
too--disturbing. Dave had simply ignored her. That alone had excited her.
The fact that she was also discovering a new erogenous zone on her body only
made matters worse.
Dave had continued. He had tongued his way down to her breasts, and
instead of liking and sucking the way Mark did, Dave had gone over her whole
breast, or rather both of them. It was flattering in a way, and just a little
gross.
Alice had been deeply aroused.
That first time in the living room, on the rug, Dave had not even waited
to completely undress her. He had taken off her bra and shirt, and then
pulled off her panties.
With her skirt bunched up around her hips he had forced her over the
footstool on her stomach and had her from behind, something she had refused to
allow Mark to do.
Her inability to control Dave made her feel terribly wanton as she allowed
him each liberty. She had come almost as soon as he had entered her, her
skirt still on, on her face, from the rear.
Dave was taking her like a bitch, she thought. The word "bitch" seemed to
excite her even more. She repeated it to herself as his hard member shoved
home, again and again.
When Dave had come, she had expected to get dressed, but instead he had
taken her to his bedroom, removed the rest of her clothes and made her assume
positions on his bed.
When she had refused, he had simply moved her to the desired position.
As she showed herself, he had stroked her mound, rubbed her breasts, and
generally tried to keep her horny.
It had worked.
He had gotten her ready to make love a second time by eating her. Alice
had resisted this. She had never allowed Mark to lick her after they had had
sex. It seemed so--Wrong.
Dave ignored her and went down on her, licking her with much more energy
than Mark did, making her come twice.
As she reached that stage of orgasm (the first time) when you lose control
of your body for a few seconds he had slid a finger up her ass and then had
continued to run it in and out of her in a fucking motion as he licked her
engorged slit.
He paid more attention to her pussy than Mark did. He licked the whole
slit, running his tongue up and down her whole length, even darting in and out
of her well fucked hole. He knew when he was getting to her and as the second
orgasm approached he went down on her with a gusto, matching each stroke of
his tongue with one from the finger in her virgin ass.
As she came the second time, Dave waited for her to relax and was in her
in a matter of two seconds.
She had come instantly, again.
Dave had settled down for a long screw. He had pulled her knees up to his
chest. He had pulled her legs straight and put them on his shoulders. He had
turned her hips on their side, screwing her all the while.
Dave had come a second time and had barely allowed her to get her breath
before his fingers were buried in her snatch.
"He's treating me like a bitch!" She thought. The thought made her hot.
He had played her body like a violin, keeping her on the edge of orgasm
for minutes at a time.
When she had had her fourth orgasm from his fingers, he had presented his
limp organ to her face. She knew what he wanted and she looked desperately
for a way out.
She had gone down on Mark (and to both boyfriends before him), but never
after sex. She didn't mind a clean cock, but to lick one that had just
That was too much.
But here was Dave, and she would have to admit that she was bothered by
something he obviously thought was fine. He had already gone down on her, and
after coming in her as well.
Alice stared at the organ. Dave took the back of her head and directed
her mouth to his cock.
In the end it was easier to suck his cock than it was to refuse.
Dave's cock had grown to its earlier proportions fairly quickly. Alice
was at least fairly sure that he didn't expect her to let him erupt in her
mouth. When he was hard he had continued to have her suck on him, guiding her
mouth up and down, setting the tempo.
Alice had begun to worry when he had pulled it out.
Dave turned her back over on her hands and knees. She had pulled two of
the pillows from the bed to put under her arms for support. He had reached
around and was fingering her slit from behind her.
Unable to hold still, she thrust her ass back at his cock. She wanted to
feel his cock inside her and, oddly, she was thrilled to be getting it on her
hands and knees again.
The phrase, "Like a bitch!" went on and on in her head as she shoved her
bottom out to receive his prick.
Dave entered her slowly. He seemed to want to slow her down, to make his
strokes as long as possible. After four strokes, he pulled out and put his
now well lubricated cock against the rosebud of her asshole.
He had the head in before she had stopped shoving her ass back at him,
trying to recapture his cock.
Dave had held her by her hip on one side and literally by her cunt on the
other so that she couldn't dislodge him. He had kept up the rubbing action on
her clit continuously so that she couldn't decide if it was painful
or--terribly exciting.
Dave continued, in small strokes, to shove his cock back further into her
ass. She had taken it all.
"Like a bitch!" She thought.
He had gone into her to the hilt and rested a moment before beginning to
fuck her ass.
"like a bitch!" Alice thought.
He had made her come from the dual pressure of his hand on her clit and his
prick in her ass.
"I'm coming, Like a bitch!'" She thought as her orgasm erupted.
Dave had kept her coming for nearly three minutes. His hands had had to
hold her in place to prevent her gyrations from unseating him.
Finally his spurting into her ass ended things and the two fell in a
semi-swoon on his large bed.
Half an hour later Alice had put on her skirt and blouse, her underwear
stuffed into her purse.
Dave had driven her home just before two in the morning. She had kissed
him in the car and walked up her steps to her house feeling very confused and
very satisfied.
Seeing Mark sitting in the chair in the living room had nearly stopped her
heart.
Alice's dress was wrinkled to death. Even if she had stopped to use
Dave's bathroom thoroughly, the dress alone would have shown what she had been
up to.
Mark stood up and asked if there was any point in his staying. Alice had
burst into tears.
Seeing Mark was a shock, but it had crystallized her feelings for her. It
was Mark she wanted, and she told him that.
"Mark, I know I've hurt you, but I do love you. I'll do anything to get
you to stay."
Mark had stopped. "Really? Anything?"
"Yes. Anything." Alice had managed to get both sorrow and defiance into
her voice at the same time.
"If I stay," Mark began, "I want an end to all your hangups about sex. If
you can screw around on me--"
"It wasn't
"You can stop telling me that things I want are dirty." Mark continued.
"That's the first thing."
"O.K. Mark, just don't leave."
"Second, you can spend the rest of the week showing me that you've turned
over a new leaf."
"I will, Mark, I will."
"Third, You'll have to pay for tonight, any way I think you should."
Alice thought of what she knew of Mark, and decided that she could endure
anything that he might come up with.
"Whatever you think is fair, Mark. Just remember I love you." Alice
answered.
"We'll see how much. Take off your clothes."
Alice had been afraid of this. The phrase, "Like a bitch." now had a new
meaning to her.
She had turned her back to Mark and taken off her shirt. She hung her
shirt on a chair, thankful that Dave hadn't been one for hickies. She took
off her wrinkled skirt with more trepidation. Mark knew she never went out
without panties.
"Turn around."
Alice tried to look demure. It was hard. Not only was she naked, but
freshly fucked as she was, there were still traces of Dave's come on her
and dripping out of her.
Alice wished fervently for a minute alone in the bathroom. She didn't
dare ask.
"Come here."
Alice walked slowly to him.
"Lay across my lap."
Alice had assumed that he would want to fuck her. A spanking hadn't even
entered her mind. She could barely remember her last spanking. She had been
in grade school and her mother had pulled down her drawers and used a hair
brush on her young ass after finding out about a fight in school.
With some genuine fear, Alice lay across his lap.
Mark didn't begin spanking her at once. First he spread her legs and felt
the sticky dampness there. Alice blushed hotly at the shame of having mark
examine the evidence of her infidelity.
Alice tried to hold still as Mark's fingers followed the traces up her
legs to her sex. His finger went on onto her mound, and after a second, right
into her well fucked hole.
It was while Alice was trying not to react to the shame of such an
examination that Mark slapped her ass for the first time.
"Count them."
"One."
And so it went to twenty-five. With each slap, Mark's finger explored
more of her cunt. Then with his fingers in her hole, and his thumb on her
clit, Mark had begun the inquisition.
He had insisted on each detail of what she had done, leaving out only the
name of her partner. Alice was so relieved that she held nothing back
for long.
At each new act, Alice had tried to hide how easily she had allowed
herself to be used by Dave. Each evasion brought not a new round of spanking,
but a new level of sensation on her clit.
By four A.M., weak with orgasms, Alice had told him every detail, save
one. She had not told him that she had gone down on him after he had fucked
her.
At four-thirty, Mark had allowed her a brief respite.
"I need to tell you some things." Mark had begun, "I believe you want me
to stay, and that you love me.
"I believe you will try to change, and I'll let your actions for the week
speak for themselves.
"I also know that you're still holding back something. We'll go over that
tomorrow night. I'm getting too tired."
Alice crawled up in his lap and kissed him several times. She had never
come so many times in a single night before.
"One last thing, "Mark continued, "listening to you has made me horny. As
long as you're naked, it seems like a waste not to do something about it."
Mark led her to their bedroom. He stacked pillows near the center of the
bed. He positioned Alice over them. Standing to one side, he undressed.
Alice's relief as he plunged into her pussy was short lived as he pulled
out and slid his variously lubricated cock into her ass.
THE END--
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I was combing out my hair in front of the bathroom mirror when Mike came
in. For a brother and sister, we got along pretty well. He was tall and
good looking, and several of my girl friends were pretty interested in him,
even though they were the same age as I was (13). Mike was 15 and a
sophomore in high school, while I was in the 8th grade. I was tall for my
age and had filled out nicely during the past few years. Several of his
friends made lewd remarks occasionally.
Mike and I worked out together in our basement. He needed to be in shape
for football and hockey, while I was doing gymnastics and diving. One day,
we had just finished a workout and had each showered. I was standing in
front of the mirror combing out my recently dried hair when Mike came in.
He stood behind me and began to comb his hair. When he was done, he put
both hands on my waist. His hands slid forward to my stomach, then rose
upto cup my breasts through my robe. I felt a warm sensation begin in my
belly and a tingling all over.
"Cut that out, you pervert" I said.
"Your tits are getting pretty nice, Al" he said huskily.
"Thanks, I think" I replied, lowering my arms so that they brushed his
hands away.
"You know, I saw you spying on me yesterday. I think its time you learned
a few things."
With that, he turned me around to face him, slowly undid the towel around
his waist and let it fall to the floor. I had seen him undressed before,
but not up close since we were little. His penis was much larger than I
had ever seen it, huge in fact. Skin covered about half of the large,
smooth, purple head. It appeared to be about twice as big as his hand
which he wrapped around it and began to slowly use in a pumping motion. As
he did, the skin near the tip slid with it, covering and uncovering the
tip. I was fascinated by the sight and stood there as if rooted. A
thousand confusing thoughts ran through my mind. My view widened and I
took in his flat belly with its clearly defined muscles, his chest, broad
with small dark nipples, his broad thick shoulders.
He paused in his stroking and stood there briefly with his hands on his
slim hips. Then he took both hands and reached out to me, letting his
fingers trail lightly from my cheek downward along my neck to the vee
formed by my robe. He slowly loosened the sash of my robe and let it hang
loosely. His hands slipped under the robe to my waist, and slid slowly
upwards until they cupped my breasts. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples
and I could feel them stiffen at his touch. He slowly raised his hands
taking the robe with it and sliding is off of my shoulders, let it drop to
the floor. His touch was electric and left trails of fire on my skin. My
knees were trembling and my legs were growing weaker each time his fingers
moved on my skin.
He took my hands and moved them to his cock. Even with the tales and
stories of my more knowledgeable girl friends, I was not prepared for the
size and hardness of it. My hand was too small even begin to encircle it.
I tried to squeeze it to no avail. My knees started to buckle and I
grabbed him for support. One of his arms went around my back, the other
swept me up with effortless ease and he carried me out of the bathroom and
into my bedroom. My hand was still locked in a death grip on his rock-like
manhood as he lowered me gently onto the bed.
He straddled my hips, his long torso towering over me. "Look at me,
closely" he whispered.
And look, I did. I studied the head of it, noting the cleft on
the underside and the opening at the tip as he pulled the skin back. I
could see the loose folds of skin covering his balls pulled tightly up
against him. Removing my hand from him, he leaned forward and began to rub
his cock on my belly and breasts, occasionally letting it slap against me.
The size and weight of it was incredible. I had imagined an erection
before, but I had always pictured it as thinner and lighter.
He began a pumping motion again, and a drop of clear fluid appeard at the
tip. He moved his cock to one of my nipples and transferred the drop to
it. A few strokes later, a second drop was placed on my other nipple. He
lowered his head and started licking my breasts, circling the moistened
nipple with his tongue. His lips then seized a nipple gently while his
tongue flicked the tip of it. The sensation was electric. Each touch sent
waves of fire through me. I heard myself sigh as I was unable to take my
eyes off of him.
Between my legs it was like fire and ice. I had had feelings of excitement
before but nothing like what I was experiencing now. The feeling was
spreading through my entire belly and all my muscles were tightening. My
back arched as I sought to press my entire breast into his mouth. He began
to suck on the nipples harder, squeezing each with his tongue.
He rose up and put my hands back on his cock, guiding them to a pumping
motion. The tip was very wet and he took one of my fingers and collected
some of the moisture. Taking the finger, he brought it up to his lips and
licked it. He then took my hand, moistened my finger on the tip of his
cock, and guided it to my mouth, applying the liquid to my lower lip. I
licked at it tentatively with my tongue, not knowing what to expect. The
taste was slightly salty but sweet. He wet my fingers again and offered
them to me to lick clean.
He stroked himself slowly, and lowered his cock to my breasts again,
rubbing it gently around my incredibly hard nipples. Leaning forward, he
brushed it against my neck and cheek. My mind was racing with tales of the
girls at school, how they talked about blow jobs and sucking. I couldn't
imagine how anyone could take something of that size in their mouth. I
kept my eyes closed as he used his tool to caress my cheeks, and when he
brushed it over my lips a "no!" escaped them. Undaunted by my feeble
resistance, he returned the tip of his swollen shaft to my lips, pulling
down my lower lip with the ridge near the top. More of the liquid was
transferred.
"Lick it" he said huskily.
I turned my head away but his free hand cupped my cheek and turned me to
face it again. My lips were now coated with fluid and I instinctively
licked them. As I did, he pressed forward and I felt my tongue brush
against the tip of it. The taste was stronger now, and I could smell the
muskiness of his scent. He repeated his command, holding himself against
my lower lip.
With a tentative lick, my tongue slowly traced along the underside of the
tip. I marvelled at how smooth it was. With a little motion, he insisted
on an encore and again, my tongue extended. Slowly he pressed it further
towards my mouth. Opening my lips slightly as if I were going to clean off
an ice cream cone, I felt his shaft with both lips. My toungue pressed
against the tip, feeling the small cleft. With gentle pressure, his cock
slid forward easily until I could feel the ridge pass my lips. My tongue
was now flat along the groove underneath the swollen tip. He withdrew
slightly and pressed forward again, deeper into my mouth. Again and again,
deeper and deeper he probed. My mouth was stretching wider with each
movement. My hands went to his hips to press him back when I felt the gag
reflex develop in my throat.
He backed off slightly and I found my hands exploring his hips and ass.
The pumping of his hips reacted to my touch. As I pulled on his hard
buttocks, he pressed forward into my mouth. As I released the pressure, he
withdrew. I realized that he was letting me control the depth of his
penetration.
"Suck on it . . . harder" he moaned.
I could feel the strokes quickening as I did as instructed. Rather than
the long, slow strokes of the initial penetration, he was moving faster
now. I could hear his moans growing in intensity. Suddenly I felt his
entire body stiffen and a low scream escaped his lips. A sudden jet of hot
fluid struck the roof and back of my mouth. As I started to push him away,
another geyser erupted and he plunged his cock deeper. Unable to breathe,
I felt a moment of panic. I tried to swallow as best I could as more and
more fluid bathed my throat. I could feel the pulsing of his cock and
reallized that he was still stroking the shaft slightly.
As the pulsing subsided, he withdrew slightly, allowing me to breathe. He
rolled slowly to the side, pulling my head with it to keep the penetration.
I swallowed and began to sense the taste and texture of his spunk. It was
much saltier than the earlier fluid and slightly bitter to taste. It clung
to my mouth in sticky globs and left my mouth and troat feeling dry. His
hands held my head, keeping my mouth around him as I felt his cock begin to
soften. I let my head fall to his stomach, and I began to be aware of the
heat in my own loins. He withdrew himself from my mouth and drew me up to
lie beside him, cradled in one arm, my head tucked into the nook of his
shoulder.
"That was incredible, Al" he whispered. "I have never
cum that hard before. Are you OK?"
I sort of nodded against his shoulder, my mind still whirling. His hands
stroked my back, kneeding and caressing. I felt one hand slowly tracing
the curve of my hip, sliding along under the top edge of my panties. He
rolled me slowly over on top of him. His hands were now inside the thin
fabric, cupping my buttocks. I felt incredibly warm and tight as I lay
atop him. His hands slid downward, taking my panties with them. One of
his legs with between mine, and I could feel the hardness of his muscles
between my thighs. His penis was starting to harden again, and it pressed
insistently against my lower belly. His hand roamed to my stomach, and
moved lower. I could feel his fingers entwining the sparse hair atop my
mound. He seemed to grab a wad of hair and pull it upwards towards my
navel. The leg between my thighs raised further upwards, pressing against
my crotch. As it made contact, it was though a stick of dynamite had
exploded between my legs. My hips convulsed against him and my teeth bit
into his chest.
He rolled over on top of me, removing his leg in the process. I suddenly
felt empty. I felt my panties being drawn down past my knees and off of my
ankles. His hands traced rings of fire on my thighs, moving higher. His
fingers probed my wetness, ice against fire. My hips again began their
involuntary movement, seeking hardness. His leg again emerged between my
thighs. His hand was insistent as it rubbed and probed. I felt the tip of
his finger slide into the wetness. As I felt the muscles of my vagina open
to his touch, searing heat began to spread upwards through my belly. My
fingers dug into his shoulders, pulling him to me.
I felt him shift my leg around his, locking my ankles with his own. He
spread his legs further apart, taking mine with him. His cock was fully
erect now, pressing into my lower belly. His hands slid up my sides,
taking my arms and pressing them over my head. I felt totally helpless, my
squirming doing nothing more than tighten his grips. I felt his body
shift, his cock dragging slowly over my mound, down along the cleft. My
body seemed to be shrinking. I felt like I was the diameter of a pencil.
My legs fought against his to no avail. Then came the pressure as the tip
of his cock found my wetness. My head was trapped between my arms, my chin
on his shoulder. I tried to protest but only a moan escaped.
The pressure between my legs mounted. I felt his legs widen further and
the pressure increased. Slowly I was taking him inside me. He began to
move, side to side, up and down. I could feel him slowly stretching me,
filling me. My hips moved against his movements to ease the pressure. I
felt even smaller, tighter. One of his hands slid down my back to encircle
my hips. I felt totally naked. The hand and arm lifted my buttocks as he
suddenly pressed into me with all of his strength. The muscles of my
vagina suddenly relaxed and he plunged into my depths. The sensation of
penetration was overwelming. A mixture of pain, discomfort, and pleasure
coursed through me, spreading outward from my crotch. The pressure was
gone, just the feeling of being filled, of being possessed.
He just held me tightly for a while, not moving. I reveled in the
sensation. His legs relaxed, allowing me to move. My arms were freed and
I lowered them to circle his shoulders. He raised his head to look at me,
silently asking if I was OK. Not sure of how to react, both of us just lay
there, looking, feeling, joined together. I could feel him pulsing inside
of me at each movement. I told the muscles of my vagina to clamp down.
Lightning bolts shot through me as I did. I could feel his breath, inches
from my face. I drew his head towards mine until our lips were just
touching. It was as though an electric circuit had been completed. The
surge of energy coursed through me and I spasmed around him.
He reacted by pressing against me. I thought he was totally inside of me
and was unprepared for the thrust. Blinding lights flashed in my brain. I
could feel myself opening further, taking him deeper and deeper. After
what seemed like hours, I felt the hardness of his pubic bond meet mine,
crushing against that secret spot. Explosions wracked me as he ground our
hips together. Harder and faster he rubbed, harder and faster were the
spasms that coursed through me. I grabbed on with my arms, my legs, my
vagina. I felt him pause, letting my reeling senses return. He started to
withdraw from me and I heard my feeble moan in protest. Like a pile
driver he plunged again into my depths, sending shock waves through me.
Again he withdrew, again he plunged. Again. Again.
His tempo increased, as did the length of his withdrawal and penetration.
I could feel his heat within me, spreading through me. I felt my own hips
respond, merging into his rythmn. The waves swept over me, coming faster
and faster. I heard screaming. I felt the white hot poker plunging within
my loins. I felt the insides of my body moving, rearranging. I felt like
a thin sheath around him, taking him, milking him, taking life from him.
Everything went white with blinding light, and then, slowly, to blackness.
When conciousness slowly returned, I could still feel him inside of me. He
was softer now, when I moved, I could feel him slip with the moisture that
joined us. He rolled off of me, taking me with him to lie on our sides.
Somehow, he stayed inside of me. We lay there for what seemed like hours,
looking at each other. On impulse, I brought my lips to his, as if to say
that it was OK. He smiled and hugged me tighter as we drifted off to
sleep.
A co-worker said to me, "Everybody's got a broken heart story!" I
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imagine that they do. I had a lot of trouble getting over mine. You'll
never know how many times I wrote this story, reliving the moments
described here. This is a true story. In the interest of my good mental
health it's far past time for me to post this story and delete all copies I
have of it and be done with it. Don't ask me for additional copies, real
names or real places. Any mail I receive regarding this story will be
ignored and forgotten.
April Fool's Day of 1981 - "Playing the Fool"
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I used to work nights at the hospital. I liked how quiet the
hospital was on night shift. With only a few duties to perform, I often
read all night long. At the end of night shift would come a beautifully
still morning, where I could go downtown and take care of daily business
before most people were awake.
The only problem with night shift is not being able to sleep with
my girlfriend, Jane. Because her schedule was opposite of mine, she had
stayed home all night and would go to work later in the day. The only time
I had a chance to be with her was early mornings. I treasured these
mornings we had together. My future plans at the time included not only
mornings together, but living our lives together.
I walked softly down the hall in the early morning light, trying
not to wake my neighbors in the adjacent apartments. I opened the door and
threw my coat on a nearby chair. I tiptoed to the bedroom door hoping I
could slide quietly into bed with my lover, Jane. As I neared the door, I
noticed it was shut. As I stood just outside the door I heard a low
sounding noise.
I will never forget what I saw next as I walked into the room.
That moment will replay in my head for many years to come.
Laying flat on his back was Joe, my best friend, reaching for the
sheets to cover his nude body and not doing a very good job of it. Jane
was laying next to him with her arm and head resting on his large and hairy
chest. Still gripping his cock in her hand, she continued to stroke his
length under the thin covering. Both were naked under desert print
designer waterbed sheets.
I stood there stunned, like a deer in front of headlights. A
thousand emotions ran threw me in just a few heartbeats. Time stopped.
The feelings of jealousy, rage, shame, betrayal, love and hate and even
sexual interest quickly overwhelmed me. I felt like a flashlight that had
just been jumpstarted with an arc-welder. My breakers tripped. My fuses
blew.
Thought turned OFF. Then a feeling of numbness. I just stood there.
Joe didn't take his eyes off the ceiling. He just layed there.
Jane regarded me calmly across Joe's chest. I couldn't see any emotion
reflected in her brown eyes.
Slowly, her knee moved under the sheet and slid across his waist as
she climbed over him. The sheet dropped slid abruptly down as she sat up
astride his lap, looking down at him for a few moments. Then bending
forward, she lay on his chest as she kissed him. She moved her small
breasts across the roughness of his chest. Her kisses became more
passionate and urgent.
I saw her hand move between them, reaching down under her.
Although I couldn't see her hand, I knew she was guiding the tip of his
erection toward the opening of her sex. Raising her body slightly, she
supported herself on both arms. Jane arched her buttocks slightly and
with a dreamy smile pushed herself downward onto him, taking as much of his
cock inside her as she could.
I couldn't believe it! They didn't care who was watching. There
were no apologies offered, no angry words exchanged. They simply IGNORED
me and continued to fuck each other as I stood there.
Placing her hands flat on his chest she sat upright, rocking her
hips backward and forward to work his swollen member deeper inside her.
Leaning back, she flipped her hair backwards out of her face revealing the
angelic expression on her face as she made love to my best friend. Her
enjoyment was obvious as she sat on his lap totally impaled by him.
Her hands carressed his face and ears, fingers trailing through his
beard and down his neck towards his chest. Joe was already holding her
small breasts in his hands, rubbing her nipples until her areolas had
darkened. His large hands curled about her pale neck pulling her body down
closer to him, bringing the stiffened tips of her tits towards his lips and
tongue, kissing and sucking them. Reaching around her shoulders he pinned
her body on top of his own.
In a rhythmic and fluid motion only capable on waterbeds, he arched
his hips upward while he held her tightly, increasing his pace. Jane was
unable to move her body, except for her hips. She rolled her pelvis
downward to meet each of his upward thrusts.
Jane's breath escaped her in small puffs as she bore her weight
down on top of him, filling her womb with his mammoth cock. The waterbed
made gradually louder slopping sounds under her movements. The room filled
with the sweet musk of sex. With her eyes half closed, she bucked and
writhed against him in pleasure as his enormous cock filled her pussy again
and again and again.
Suddenly, Jane's lips parted slightly, releasing a moan. His back
muscles strained with the effort to drive his cock upward into her. Her
buttocks slapped hard against his hairy legs while her petite breasts
bounced up and down. The muscles of her stomach and inner thigh quaked
uncontrollably as her hips jerked downward, harder and faster, as she
ground her body into his.
"Yes..yes..make-me-come," Jane tried to whisper as she attempted
to regain control of her voice. Her face contorted in the immense effort
of achieving a colossal orgasm.
Unexpectedly he reached up to grab her by the waist and flipped her
from over him to underneath him. Jane cried out when the entire length of
his glistening wet cock was violently withdrawn from inside her. She
opened her legs into a wide, flat vee, wanting him to finish her. The
wetness of her pussy was visible as the folds of her vagina parted and were
opened.
"Oh please", she begged. "I want you inside me! Fuck me! Put it
back!"
Joe turned to me and grinned evilly. "See! The bitch LIKES it!"
Positioning himself directly above her, he suddenly shoved the
length of his long wide cock into her with a loud grunt. Her eyes opened
wide as she cried out at the intensity of being filled again. Her hips
jerked upward against his as she wrapped her raised legs around him locking
her heels across his buttocks, and tightening.
"Oh..oh..oh-oh-oh-more-faster-FASTER!", she cried with increasing
volume. "I want you to come inside me!"
He grunted with each downstroke as he slammed his swollen length
into her pussy. The lips of her pussy were visibly swollen from the rush
of blood to her sexual organs.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!", she howled as her hips gyrated under his at
the pinnacle of her orgasm. Her toes clenched above his buttocks as her
body contracted under under him. "Come inside me, quickly!", she shouted
into his ear, and his grunts became louder and his movements quickened.
Soon, his back arched in ecstasy, pumping his sperm deep into her
womb, his hips moved as if on puppet strings. Finally he collapsed on top
of her, obscuring her upper body from my view. But I could see the sex
soaked lips of my lover's pussy wrapped around the damp softening shaft of
another man.
When he rolled off from atop her, they both gasped at the sensation
their sensitized glands made as he withdrew his semi-erect penis from her.
Neither one of them even looked at me. She laid still on the bed with her
eyes closed, breathing fast and hard as if she had just finished a foot
race. Jane's legs, still open in a wide vee, started to relax and her
knees fell to lay flat on the bed. The combined juices of their lovemaking
were slathered over the inside of her legs and made an ever increasing wet
spot on the bedlinens. She basked in the afterglow of their intense
lovemaking while Joe lit a cigarette.
Embarassed and hurt, I left the room. Now that they were finished,
I hoped she would come out of MY bedroom to tell me it was over between us.
I went to the bathroom to splash water in my face, hoping it would calm me
enough to make some new plans in my life.
SLAM! The bedroom door had been violently shut sending me a
message that I was no longer welcome here. The click of the lock completed
the finality of the statement. As I stood in the bathroom staring into the
mirror, I heard the headboard start to rhythmically bump the wall adjacent
to the bathroom.
Jane's moans, muffled through the wall, signalled that she was
well on her way to another climax. I didn't have to see her to know that.
I knew intimately well how she made love to a man. I can still see her in
my mind's eye. I picked up my coat and keys and left.
Whilst ripping apart an old lapop a couple of weeks ago, it struck me that the heart of an LCD screen is just a glass panel. After thinking about having moving pictures on the wall, I came up with a possible idea.
Take one OHP (Overhead Projector), and one LCD screen. Remove all packaging on the LCD screen until you can see through it. Place the LCD screen on the OHP and hold down with some masking tape. Turn on OHP and LCD (make sure it's connected to something!).
Any comments as to why this won't work? I work out costs at around £400ukp new (£300 for LCD screen, £100 for projector).
Wireless Bristol
Third of the "Deb's Tails" series. There are more in the works; Deb has
told me several others, I just need to find the time to write them down.
This was last posted only a couple of weeks ago. Please don't flame me, I
got a couple of requests for it, and since I was reposting the others, it
was just as easy to repost this one as to mail it to those who asked.
My wife, Deborah, often tells me "bedtime stories" of her sexual
adventures. Some of them I know are true, either because I was there, or
because she has corroborative evidence. Some of them, I'm sure, are
fictional. Others, I'm just not sure about.
I don't know about the truth of this one. It sounds like the kind of
thing she'd do if she were in the right mood, but since I wasn't there, I
can't vouch for it.
If you've ever heard anything about the New York subways, you probably
think you know what they're like. Noisy, obnoxious, and crowded. Most of
the time that's true, but as any New Yorker will tell you -- once you get
past his pride in living in the least livable city in the country -- that
some trains can be practically empty if you pick the right times and
routes. Many evenings, around 10 or 11, even the busiest routes start
emptying out, and by midnight it's sometimes possible to have a car to
yourself.
In all fairness to New York, though, it does have it's good points.
The Circle Line is one of them. It's a mini-cruise around Manhattan (it is
an island, you know!) Any place that's got a decent-sized body of water
has something similar. Seattle has trips around Puget Sound, New Orleans
has riverboats running along the river. The Circle Line cruise is really
beautiful at night with the city all lit up, but in the middle of winter,
you can -- and probably will -- freeze your ass off.
Deb and I often have separate social lives -- an inevitable reaction
to work-related gatherings where people sit around and talk shop. What
usually happened in New York was that I'd stay home and play with my
techie-toys while she was out partying with her colleagues, or she'd stay
home with a book while I was out cheering for the Mets. Naturally, that
meant a few solo subway rides for both of us, often at somewhat odd hours.
This is the story of one of those trip as Deb told it to me (albeit,
with my title).
Let Your Fingers Do the Riding
I never did tell you about the aftermath of that party last month did
I? The one that ended up in a ride on the Circle Line? Yeah, that's the
one, when I didn't get home until around two. I was so pissed at you about
that. Going to bed before I got home wasn't nice. I'd been hoping you'd
still be up so I could fuck your brains out, and there you were, sound
asleep in bed with MST3K blaring away on the TV. Why was I so horny?
That's what I was going to tell you about.
When the boat got back to the dock, we were pretty much partied out,
and I, at least, was frozen stiff. We all went our separate ways, which
for Gary and me meant heading straight for the uptown number 1 train. It
turned out that he was frozen too, so once the train showed up we decided
to try a little hypothermia treatment. We had one of the sideways sets of
seats next to the car door to ourselves -- in fact we damn near had the car
to ourselves. He sat down right next to the barrier between the seats and
the door, and I sat in his lap, with his coat buttoned around both of us.
Once I started to warm up a bit, I realized that Gary's lap was not
the most comfortable place I'd ever sat -- somehow you never realize just
how bony someone's legs are until you sit on them -- and I started to
squirm around, trying to find a position that didn't include a bone poking
me. Not surprisingly, this had something of an effect on him. I suppose
you could say that I warmed him up a bit. The net result, though, was to
make his lap even worse as a chair. If he wasn't poking me, I was
squashing him, and all-in-all, I think we were both a bit relieved that
Gary had to get off the train at Times Square and head for the E out to
Queens.
Losing my butt-warmer did have a few advantages besides easing my
seat. Most notably, I could sit sideways on the seats, lean my back up
against the barrier, and try to make my knees a little more comfortable by
straightening them out in front of me. On the other hand, I did miss the
warmth he had been providing, so I did what any normal person would do: I
pulled my arms out of the sleeves of my jacket and hugged myself inside it.
By 50th Street I was warm enough to realize how frustrated I had been with
a hard cock against my ass and no time or opportunity to do anything about
it.
Without even thinking about it, I reached down, slipping my hand
inside the waistband of my skirt, and began to rub my pussy through my
panties. I was already wet, and after just a moment or so of rubbing, I
knew that wasn't going to be enough. I was about to slip my hand into my
panties, figuring to get a finger or two into my pussy, when I realized
where I was. I took a quick look around, and was a little surprised to see
that there was only one other person in the car: a guy sitting all the way
down at the far end, his nose buried in a book. I only hesitated a second
before I lifted my butt and slipped my panties off. I had my arms back
into the sleeves of my jacket, my feet on the floor, and my panties in my
jacket pocket seconds before the train stopped at 59th.
As soon as the doors closed, I turned sideways in the seat again,
putting my back towards the guy at the other end of the car, lifted the
front of my skirt to my waist, and buried a finger in my pussy. Ahhh,
heaven. My eyes closed involuntarily as I began to slide the finger in and
out, rubbing the palm of my hand across my clit. I was rapidly approaching
orgasm, when something made me open my eyes. A man was standing in the
aisle about ten feet away, his eyes riveted on my crotch, the bulge in his
pants clearly showing just what he thought of my little show.
I froze, my on-coming cum evaporating. Not that I have any objections
to showing off, quite the contrary, in fact. It was just the
unexpectedness of it; thinking I was alone, and then discovering I had an
audience. Seeing that I had stopped, he looked up from my pussy and our
eyes met. Neither of us even breathed for several seconds, until, finally,
he broke the silence.
"Sorry to disturb you," he said, in the most incredibly gentle voice
I've ever heard. He sounded for all the world just like someone trying to
lure a strange kitten into coming over to be patted. "I saw what you were
doing from the next car, and I just couldn't resist coming over to this one
for a better look."
What can you do when you're faced with a gentlemanly apology like
that? Especially in New York! I did the ladylike thing. "Why don't you
have a seat?" I said, pointing to the seat beyond my feet. Since I was
sitting sideways, that seat was maybe five feet from my head, no more than
two feet beyond the tips of my toes, directly in line with my pussy; sort
of the pornographic equivalent of first row seats right behind the goal at
a hockey game. "Perhaps you'd like to open your pants and do likewise?"
"Thanks. I think I will," he said, with a sudden smile.
The train was pulling out of the 79th Street station as he settled
himself in the seat and opened his fly. He winced a couple of times as he
worked his rock-solid cock out of the opening. They aren't the most
maneuverable things, are they? Especially when you've got those silly
jockeys to deal with.
"Very nice," I told him, quite honestly, when he had it out and
comfortably nestled in his hand. As he began to stroke it up and down, I
resumed finger-fucking myself, thinking how silly I must have looked,
carrying on a conversation on the subway, with a complete stranger, all the
while with a finger deep in my pussy. After a minute or two, I switched to
a masturbation style better suited to showing off, spreading my pussy lips
open with my left hand, and rubbing my clit with the fingertips of my
right.
"Yours is very nice too," he said, his hand moving faster on his
shaft. "You don't suppose we could..." His voice trailed off, as he tried
to think of a good way to suggest that we stop fooling around with this
masturbation stuff, and start fucking.
I hesitated for a moment, wanting a cock inside me, and tempted by the
drop of pre-cum that was just beginning to run down the underside of his
cock head. "Probably not a good idea," I finally replied, regretfully.
He shook his head sadly. "Damn. I'd love to sink my dick into that
hot cunt of yours." His hand moved faster and faster (and so did mine!),
and his breathing got rougher and more ragged. "Hot and wet," he moaned.
"Shit, I'd love to eat you, you look so good!"
I closed my eyes again for a moment, imagining my fingers were his
tongue, sliding back and forth over my clit, and then that they were his
cock, as I plunged my index and middle fingers as far into my pussy as they
could go, and then began to finger-fuck myself frantically.
My eyes flew open as I heard him cry "Oh, shit, YES!". I was just in
time to see the first spray of his cum shoot up into the air. I watched it
rise and fall in a perfect parabola, seeming as if it were in slow motion.
As it reached the peak of its arc, I knew what was going to happen, and
happen it did. His load came down directly on my lower leg, splashing hot
and wet, and then running down to my ankle and onto the seat. The feel of
his cum was the final straw for me, and I cried out as my own orgasm washed
over me.
I began to come down from my peak just as the train started to slow
for the next station. "All that between 79th and 86th?" I thought, just as
the conductor announced "Hunnerd 'n' Tenth Street. Next stop Hunnerd 'n'
Sixteenth." We had made four stops, and I hadn't even noticed!
"Hundred and Tenth!" my partner exclaimed. "Oh, shit! My stop was
96th!" Simultaneously, he leaped to his feet, stuffed his cock -- still
dripping with cum -- back into his pants, threw a quick "Thanks a lot,
Lady" over his shoulder to me, and leaped out the door just before it
closed.
I waved to him out the window as the train started up again, and then
started thinking about how much fun I was going to have with you when I got
home. One more stop, a couple of blocks walk, and then I was going to tell
you the whole story, and then fuck you silly.
I nearly froze my pussy walking home from the subway stop, because I
was in too much of a hurry even to put my panties on; I didn't want to have
to waste time taking them off when I got home. I gave the doorman one hell
of a show when I slipped and fell on the wet marble in the lobby, nearly
killed myself when I slipped again getting out of the elevator, got inside,
and then discovered you were asleep! Fink!!
Something like that, for it's digital movie projectors. Costs an arm and both legs for the projector.
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You've just turned off your COMEputer after reading all of the messages. You
decide it's time for you to go to bed. As you climb between the cool sheets, I
can tell what you're thinking. I know what you're thinking.
You can't see me but there I am. Standing in the shadows watching and
waiting. As you turn off the light, I wait patiently for you to go to sleep.
My heart is pounding wildly against the thin fabric of the gown that flows over
my naked body. Covering all that is there that will make you stiff. I want
you. As I watch you drift into a half sleep, I long for you. I move from my
hiding place slowly across the room to the bed which you lie upon.
Your breathing is even and slow. I gently nudge against your bed, shaking it
only enough to make you turn over to gaze at me with half sleepy eyes. My hands
slowly move over the roundness of my breasts, down to my smooth stomach
carressing my hips, my thighs. As you watch me you wonder how I have gotten
here to where you are, but you really don't care. I gently crawl on top of the
bed just next to you. My fingers rest gently upon your lips as I gaze into your
eyes you know what I want.
My fingers move from your lips slowly to your neck as I bend to kiss you with
my soft, full lips. Softly and gently my tongue enters your mouth as your arms
come and enclose me, pulling me towards you. I can feel your heart beating
against my chest wildly. I break the kiss only to slide my lips to your neck so
they may lick and pull on the skin where I feel your pulse beating rapidly. My
fingers carress your chest, my nails tracing a pattern from one nipple to the
other.
Gently flicking it just enough to feel your cock stiffen against my thigh.
My mouth soon follows. Leaving a wet pattern with my tongue, I move down to
your stomach, slowly. My eyes steadily watching you watching me. As I kiss the
insides of your thighs, your cock is positioned directly in front of me,
standing there waiting for my mouth to attack it. But I won't! I want you to
feel everything.
I want you to feel everything that is being done to you. My tongue slowly
and wetly licks little circles pulling your balls into my mouth, so warm, so
wet. The sensation is about to drive you out of your mind.
I encase your cock with my lips, starting from the bottom of your shaft,
moving very slowly upward to the very tip, and back down again. Your hands are
clutching the sheets as I see beads of sweat start to fall from your forehead.
Your eyes are closed.
Your hips moving up and down trying to force your cock into my mouth.
Sticking out my tongue firmly, I purposely and slowly lick the hard vein
underneath your cockhead, flicking it back and forth as you beg me to take you
inside my warm, wet mouth. And I do. Swirling my tongue around the head which
is very tight, and very purplish in color, I clamp my lips firmly just around
the head moving my head back and forth.
As if I were sucking on a baby's bottle I increase the suction causing you to
plead for release. Not yet, I want you to go insane. I push my head down just a
bit further so I can rub the sensitive head against the roof of my mouth
pushing your cock deeper until you're just at the back of my throat.
In one swift motion I have you deeply imbedded in my mouth as my tongue wetly
swirls all around your hot, throbbing prick. Your head is thrown back, the
moans of pleasure which come from your throat is nothing compared to what I
feel happening within my own body. I gently remove your cock from my mouth.
It's so swollen, glistening with my saliva. It looks as if it's about to burst!
I lie on top of you kissing your forehead, eyes, nose, your lips, dangerously
sucking your tongue. I know you want to come and you shall, but not yet. Your
mouth finds my nipple, sucking it between your teeth. Ooooh, your mouth feels
so good on me. You're holding me so tight, running your finger along my very
wet slit, in a position where I couldn't move if I wanted to.
You start to tease me with your cock, putting it on my clit, rubbing it back
and forth as I beg you to put it inside me, but you don't. You want me to beg
you, you want me pleading half crazed from the pleasure I feel. I rub my pussy
against the head of your cock letting you feel my wetness, moving back to
capture just the head if not all into my hot steamy, lust filled hole. You push
your hips up and I feel your cock head spreading me apart, entering me.
My pussy contracts involuntarily as you force your way in. Your fingers
digging into the cheeks of my ass. I cry out, ooh, your cock feels so good
sliding into me. As I feel you enter more and more until you're snug and
deeply inside my pussy.
My fingernails dig into your chest as I rotate my hips on top of you, around
and around slowly grinding. My mouth sightly open as I cry out from your deep
thrusts. We stare at each other as if in a hypnotic trance.
Your movements become more aggressive, your cock is soaked. My cunt juices
dripping down the sides onto your balls. You pump me faster as I move on top of
you, my rhythm matching yours. Your hands roam my body, squeezing my tits,
pinching my nipples while my fingers play with my hard swollen clit. I use my
pussy to suck on your cock, squeezing it, pulling it as you buck under me
wildly.
I lean over only for a moment to whisper into your ear very softly, "Fuck me
Gary, don't hold back." With one swift motion, you turn my over onto my back,
throwing my legs over your shoulders. Your cock savagely rams into me. Your
body is moving faster. Your cock sliding in and out, grinding into me with
animalistic passion. Moving deep within me, your cock swells even more.
I wrap my legs around you pulling me closer, deeper. We're both going mad,
so mad we lose all self control. Your breath comming in heavy gasps as if some
unknown entity has entered your body to take complete possession of you,
driving you insane. Then you feel it, we both do. You feel the deep ferrocious
tingling in the pit of your stomach.
As I grind my cunt up into your groin, your teeth are biting into my neck.
Your balls ache from being so tightly filled with come. I feel them slap
against my ass as I reach down and slide my fingers over their smoothness,
tightness. Your whole body starts to tremble, as you feel a sharp tingling
chill shoot up from the base of your spine. My clit is burning as if on fire. I
beg you, " Move your cock faster Gary. Ohhh, yes, that's it
your cock into me. Move it faster! Slam it into me. Tear my pussy apart with
your cock!" You sound like a wild animal. Your moans, groans and gasps become
louder and more fierce as I feel your cock twitching and I feel your cock
twitching and jerking inside my cunt. Our bodies shake, tremble and become
lost. We are no longer people, only two mad, crazed beings begging for
release. Your body spasmodically jerks on top of me and mine under you, as we
are bathed in the flash of white light which hits us both.
Our heads spinning as the last moments of our pleasure finally subside. You
look up as I slowly emerge from your bed giving you one last kiss very deeply.
I want you to remember. You close your eyes and drift off into a very peaceful
sleep as I go back into the darkness from whence I came.
--
Great experience, it was like watching a Monet.
pronoblem
Their reposnse is not strong enough. Instead of striking back with EVERYTHING WE'VE GOT (biological, chemical AND nuclear weapons!), they waste their time building "alliances" with the unchristian people who are untrustwothy by nature.
This lack of resolution can be traced to the long period of reace time between the WW-II and the WW-III we're fighting now.
Compared to the previous war, we are pitifully handicapped by our concepts of "morality". Back in the 1940s we interned our slant-eyed enemies with no qualms and prevented an uncounted number of terrorist attacks by these sworn bastard enemies of our white race.
Now all the ethnic arabs, blacks and god-knows-what- europeans are running free in our great country. Free to poison our water reservoirs and contaminate our blood supplies with their AIDS infected blood.
The terrorists do not have moral. In fact, they are not human beings and should be treated as such.
I call on you, free white Americans, to take action against these criminals. You have to do it on your own since our government seems to lack the strength to accept the reality and imprison, torture and kill these animals.
Don't let yourselves be fooled by the weak enemy within who keeps crying: free speech, human rights and free religion. There is no free speech during war. There are no human rights eithre. Finally, there should be no free religion. The pagan religions are the root of all evil and should not be tolareted. Our money and Constitution says: In God we Trust. That God is not the satanic Islamic god. It's the merciful Christian God!
Now, if ever, is the time for WHITE NATIONAL UNITY! To preserve our nation, faith and way of life: find and kill the enemy within!
Well, I saw this ad on ebay six months ago, and realized it was nothing but a fresnel lens magnifiying a TV screen. I happened to have a really small one sitting around so I tried projecting my 5" B&W beast onto the ceiling. Well, it worked, but all the lights had to be off and even then it was a very dim picture and hard to keep in focus. It was about 100" though. A word of warning: I ordered some larger Fresnels from Edmund Scientifics to continue experimenting, but their focal length was way too long for them to be of any use. If you're going to try this, make sure you understand optics better than I do.
No new news for over an hour and 20 minutes now folks. Timothy, Hemos, Katz, and friends are all shaking in their boots right now.
That's right boyz, we 0\/\/|\|Z j00!
When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.
What do I think about when I masturbate? Funny you should ask.
Sometimes I masturbate while looking at porn mags or watching porn
flicks so I am thinking what it would be like to actually be one of
the people in the picture or movie. I am an exhibitionist at heart
so it would be a real turn on to be naked and/or having sex while
others watched. I am always the "doer" not the "doee". I am the one
sucking the cock, eating the pussy, fucking the girl or getting
fucked in my ass. I also get turned on by the idea of being watched
while I jerk off. Many times I have masturbated by an open window,
pretending not to notice that I could easily be seen by all who
cared to look. Sometimes I have even gone out of my way to make
sure that someone was watching. The best example of this is when I
was in Spokane for a conference two years ago.
.........
The morning session of the conference was incredibly boring so
I was going to skip the afternoon part. I wanted to take a nap,
shower and check out the city. When I got to my room I quickly
stripped and jumped in the shower. I came out of the bathroom after
a nice long relaxing shower wearing a towel around my waist. I
picked up a "What to See and Do in Spokane" book and sat by the
window. I was on the 24th floor of a downtown hotel and the window
was a big picture one with a big sitting area in front of it level
with the bottom of the window.
I sat against one of the walls and stretched my legs out and
checked out the view. Down below the city was hustling and bustling
like any other Friday but somehow the window acted like a barrier
between me and the ruckus below. All around me were other high
rises, they were fairly close but I couldn't make out any of the
activity within them. Above them loomed a clear blue cloudless sky,
truly a perfect day.
I then started wondering if people in the other buildings ever
caught glimpses of naked bodies in my hotel. How many times had
they seen a couple making love or lounging around in the buff after
a shower or masturbating. Then it occurred to me that perhaps they
had seen me naked when I was getting ready for my shower. Perhaps
they should see me masturbate too!
After seriously checking out the area around me for any obvious
means of causing trouble and making sure my door was locked I again
sat down on the ledge, minus my towel. At first I sat with my knees
pulled up to my chest and my cock hidden between my body and my
legs and looked out the window. It felt incredible, the sun was
beating against the window and covering me with warmth. I was
wondering if I would have the guts to go through with it when I
finally said "What the hell" and lowered my legs.
There I sat, naked in the window for all of downtown Spokane to
see. Slowly my hands crept towards my semi-erect penis. I like to
start masturbating before my cock gets hard so I can play with the
foreskin. I pull it all the way back and watch as my pink cockhead
comes into sight and bends down slightly. As I was doing this I was
totally engrossed with the pleasure it was causing and completely
forgot where I was.
I like to tease myself at first, I just stroke slowly until I get
hard. Then casually continue, in no hurry at all. When I get hard
I continue to pull the foreskin all the way back and forth so it
rubs against my glans and gets the precum flowing like a river.
Only after doing this for awhile did I look out the window and
remember where I was but by this time I did not care.
I spread my legs wide because I like to feel my balls bounce
against my crotch. I did this by the window and began beating off
really hard totally oblivious to all who might be watching. I like
to stroke really hard and alternately tense up and relax, this
causes my balls to slap against my crotch and then stop. Combining
this with a tight grip around my the head of my cock easily brings
me to climax quickly. As I got closer and closer to my orgasm my
breathing got heavier and I began to gyrate my hips as though I was
fucking the air. Usually I slow down to delay my orgasm a bit and
prolong the experience but there was no stopping this cum.
My whole body twitched and I arched my back and shot spurt after
glorious spurt of warm cum into the air. I heard the first few
shots splatter on the wall behind me and then felt the rest
splatter on my chest and crotch. I continued to stroke as I eased
back into the sitting position. The remaining cum began to dribble
down my cock onto my hand so I used it as lube to stroke the rest
out.
I licked the cum of my hand and began to play with the globs of
it on my chest. It was really warm, almost hot and was thick as
syrup. I reached for my towel and wiped off my chest and cleaned up
my dick. As I got up I noticed my cum that had hit the wall. I
thought about it for a second and decided to put on a "grand
finale" for any spectators that I might have had. I bent down and
licked each glob of cum off the wall.
I barely made it to the bed before I fell into a deep sleep.
bwahahaha you asshole, I'm reading this at work and couldn't stop laughing. The image of a sexy green eyed beauty with a "... gaping, caulifowered bunghole staring out at me ..." was too much. My advice would be to slice off the offending skin and serve it to her parents as a roast beef. Anyway, congrats on your new catch.
IANAEE, I got tired three credits short, but...
Consider a hypothetical tv show which displayed a solid, bright, red background. Your red LED would need to put out enough light to illuminate your screen bright red. Now, take your Photon microlight out of your pocket. (Surely all slashot readers have at least one of those by now. Ultra bright LED on a keychain.) Sit in a lit room and shine the microlight on a white surface, adjust the distance from the surface until your red (or white, or whatever color your microlight is) spot is about as bright as you would like the TV to be. Compute the area of the spot on the white surface. Mine is four square inches with a white microlight in a dim room. Maybe calibrate your idea of brightness by looking at your TV up close and then comparing to your illuminated spot.
Using the `no free lunch' rule of physics, you need to admit that a single LED is only going to provide enough light to adequatly illuminate 4 square inches. Hence, a 100" tv (4800sq in) is going to take 1200 LEDs. The way bright LEDs are something like $3 each in huge quantity, thats $3600 before you add optics, mechnical oscillators, and electronics.
This idea has been around forever. I don't remember when it came out, but I'm going to guess around 94 there was a 64k demo out on the demo scene. It was called acidwarp. I still have it somewhere. acidwarp.exe and after it's done running, it tells you how to build this. I made one, you just have to buy the fresnel lense for about $4 or so, and find a cardboard box to put it in. I only use it for showing geiss or other visualization programs on a screen in my room. The focus isn't good enough for watching movies/reading subtitles/browsing the web.
This has to be the worst scam i've ever seen on /.
"Here come see, read our reviews we are the best but the shit we're selling you, can't see it. You have to pay to see it first, and our screenshots there all unexisting files. Of course.... Oh and BTW! feel free to click on our tons of spam generating links. Click on our banners we need your clicks also, bla bla bla..."
Look, it's simple, bigger isn't better.
The satire form of expression is the most wonderful one in the world.
I found another site with the instructions for free. This one hasn't been /.ed yet so have fun:
http://www.ductape.net/~bradya/100inchtv/
Dozings.com -- Its kinda funny... If you're as crazy as me.
There is no need to reverse the image in a addition to turning it upside down. You only need to invert the vertical and invert the horizontal.
Turning it upside down effectivly inverts the vertical and the horizontal at the same time.
Think about it. Top becomes bottom, and left becomes right.
Im not here now... Im out KILLING pepperoni
Has anyone ever taken apart (or seen the inside) of a big screen TV? Do any of you youngins remember the old big screens from the 70's and early 80's?
The picture display tubes used in typical big screen TV's are in reality nothing more than liquid cooled versions of the tube used in a typical TV. These tubes are liquid cooled (on the front - it is a passive cooling - think of using water as a heat sink, with no pump) because they are driven to insane brightness levels (way brighter than maximum brightness on a normal TV set), to get the picture as clear as possible in the final result. Furthermore, most big screen systems use three tubes, one red, one blue, and one green (they are black and white tubes with filters - not unlike stage gels), each aimed and focused separately to get the highest resolution picture possible (this seperate aiming, etc is one reason why you should have your big-screen adjusted after moving it - even if it is across the room). HDTV sets merely use ultra high-res SVGA tube systems to get the resolution needed.
After that step, it is simple optics - most of the time no more than one or two largish glass lenses (with anti-chomatic aberation built in) and a mirror or two to flip and reverse the image - sometimes the image is projected inverted and reversed and bounced off of one mirror to get the final image. The idea is to get the projection as near parallel with the screen as possible. Where that isn't possible (due to the size of the cabinet), special lenses are added (or it is done electronically) to "keystone" the image in the proper direction so that it comes out "square" in the end.
That is all - amazing, isn't it, that one would pay almost 2000 bucks for a few TV sets, some wood , and some optics? Well, you do get a better quality system, and the optics are top notch, too - plus, the TV sets are anything but normal...
What these 100 inch plans and systems try to do is do all of that on the cheap - a light tight box is built around the TV set, a fresnel lens is added (it is a cheap lens), and you turn the TV set upside down and add a mirror to reverse the image. Typically, you might also crank the brightness up to get a slightly better image for the larger 100 inch displays.
What does this get you? Actually, if you do everything perfectly (and watch out turning that set upside down - sometime the magnetic field of the earth screws things up, and you need to degauss the set to recover in the upside down mode), have it all aligned, use a good fresnel lens, a good lighttight, square, painted black inside box with a nice mirror, and you use a larger set (15-19"), and a good projection surface (not a sheet - not enough reflection - ideally, you want a silver beaded projection screen, for maximum gain - but since it would be stupid to spend $150 on a screen for a $10 big screen, there are alternatives, more on that later) - you can get a reasonable image. You will have to turn out the lights, and let your eyes adjust - but you will get a watchable image. It isn't a scam. The edges will tend to be fuzzy, though, because a fresnel lens isn't a perfect lens, and has focus issues at the edges. Put a black border around your projection surface to mask these off, and things don't look too bad. Also, don't try to go for a 100" display - try a 40" display first, and adject until you are happy with pixel size and clarity. It is possible to make it look damn good, good enough for most entertainment uses.
Now, want to know how to make a better projection TV system (though this time, it will cost a bit - more than $10, but less than $500)?
LCD projection systems are really systems designed to rip the gullible off. At least with CRT projection, the manufacturers have an out with the special CRTs and optics they use. LCD projectors, though, are the simplest of them all (note, DLP projectors are not LCD projectors, so I can forgive their cost) - it is crazy that they sell these ultra expensive projectors that are nothing more that glorified slide projectors...
That's right! Slide projectors! The optics and light system are the same (nearly equal) as to what is in an "old-time" slide projector - the slide now is an LCD panel! This panel is typically rather small for it's resolution - but this doesn't excuse the cost, because LCD production quality is supposed to go up as the size goes down, and the price is supposed to go down as well, right? Well, it hasn't - at least I don't know where I can get a $150.00 800x600 LCD projector yet, which typically uses a smaller LCD display (less than 2" diagonal). Anyhow - all one has to do to build their own LCD projector is to get an LCD about the size of a slide, and drop it in place of the slide in a slide projector (which can be bought cheap off of Ebay). This kind of projector system was first described by Robin Cook in his book "The Virtual Reality Homebrewer's Handbook". One thing he recommended was to use a fan to cool the LCD, because the projection lamp could overheat the LCD, causing it to shut down or burn out. What is used for the LCD? Why, an LCD TV, of course - you take one apart, remove the backlight (because the projection bulb will be your backlight), and put the screen in place of the slide in an old slide projector. You also need to re-route the electronics and cabling, but it can be done. Also, try to use a TV with a TFT display for clearest moving images. It is also possible to scale this up by using larger LCD displays (various electronics surplus dealers sell $99.00 4 inch LCD displays for use in in-car video systems), and a custom lens/projection system. A larger LCD will give a clearer image.
Now, what will be the quality of such a system? All I can compare it to is a device I have, that works the same way, and is how I got my "Big Screen" experience cheap. I own a Fujix P401 LCD projector - cost me $250.00 a few years ago, and gives me an "OK" picture. I can comfortably display X on it if I use a 640x480 setting - some things are readable - but mostly I watch VCDs on it (using mtvp - anyone know of an equal Free replacement to mtvp?). Higher res images can be displayed, but they are fuzzy, at best. I would imagine a homebrew system to be comparable to this, possibly better.
Now, would it be possible to reproduce a three tube CRT system? Of course! You could build three of the 100" systems, but use black and white sets with colored pieces of plexiglas (or stage gels) in front of them. It would be a little bulky, though. I could imagine gutting some small (9" or smaller) portables to do this, and building a custom cabinet. Another possibility is to get (through various electronics surplus retailers on the net) surplus big-screen optics (which shouldn't cost more than $25.00/ea), and put them in front of the CRTs you are using. This would result in a more compact system (especially if you removed the casing of the TVs - be careful of the high-voltage inside, though - one hand in pocket when poking around inside those sets!!!).
Now, what to use for the projection screen - well, since you are doing this on the cheap, you can't very well buy a nice screen - they can be expensive. However, sometimes you can get a used silver projection screen fairly cheap (under $50.00 sometimes on Ebay, less at garage sales) - but make sure it is good quality. Most of these are tripod style, and don't have a ratchet mechanism to allow a "pull-down-from-ceiling" setup, that is much more enjoyable. To solve this, use what I used: A pure-white blackout shade. These can be found at Home Depot, and they can be had for ultra-cheap prices (less than $30.00 for the largest size). You can build mounts by using some bolts and a couple of bookshelf brackets, with careful setup, a pull down system is easy (I had mine together in an hour). These shades are smooth, have a high reflectivity, and are very inexpensive. Another alternative is high reflectivity white paint on a board. You can also use a white vinyl shower curtain, stretched tight. There are numerous options. Just look around and imagine.
Finally, I want to tell you what I used to display X under Linux on a TV (or projection system with composite input, like these homebrew projectors use). There is a device called the Averkey iMicro that is a true plug-and-play system. Pop it into your VGA port, load up X, and it will recognize the settings - no need to mess around with your XF86config settings (unless you need a certain res) - high-res, low-res - don't matter - it can recognise it. And it gives a great image, and it is cheap (around $100). I highly recommend this product.
OK - now you know the scoop. I hope this long, long comment will help someone. Realize that you won't get the be-all and end-all of projection images with these systems. However, I don't think they are a scam - in reality, they are selling the lens and some plans, and true, as good or better plans could be found on-line. But people are lazy, so I tend to think that they are selling a lens, some plans, and the cost of research - for $10.00 or less in many cases, that isn't a bad deal. I tend to wonder if I compiled all the info I had onto a CD, and sold that with a lens, if I could make some cash - but I am lazy, so if someone else wants to take a stab at it, go for it!!!
Have fun, my friends!
Reason is the Path to God - Anon
Alot of people have remarked that the pixels would be huge. I just wanted to point out that television and television CRT's are innately analog and have no pixels. The scan line is drawn in one continuous swipe horizontally across the screen. I'm not arguing that the image would be great, I'm sure it wouldn't be, but I don't think it would be as grainy as alot of you suppose.
I would imagine that the issues here would be with brightness more than grainyness. Large screen televisions are limited to the same basic resolution as small screen televisions are, the source data, a.k.a. the video signal, is sent at the same resolution to all TV's. Televisions have 525 vertical scan lines, but horizontal resolution is difficult to describe in terms of pixels as they are different for the chroma and luma components. The luma ( brightness, i.e. black and white ) horizontal resolution is 442, the chroma ( color ) horizontal resolution is 377. This was done for a number of reasons, including bandwidth limitations, backwards compatibility with black and white televisions, etc... If you take this overlap of color and black and white signal, then add the fact that the vertical scanlines are interlaced ( vert refresh is 60 Hz, i.e. 30 frames per second ), you will see that standard television is not at all similar to computer monitors. Televisions are very low definition devices ( thus the need for HDTV ) and that low definition means that a magnified image might benefit from the shortcomings of the human eye.
Please note that all my numbers were for NTSC, most PAL implementations run at 50Hz vertical refresh, 625 vertical scan lines ( chroma and luma horizontal resolutions vary amongst the PAL standards ). SECAM is 50Hz, 625 lines as well.
Also note that this is for standard TV, HDTV used MPEG-2 just like DVD video and thus is obviously a digital format.
The way one uses a tv vs a monitor are different, I tend to sit kess then 3ft from my computer display but perfer to watch our 50in toshiba from accross the room. So even if your picture is a bit grainy its not like you'll see it all that much unless your vision is like 20:10 or something inhuman.
Used to have a 486 laptop designed to double as a projection system. You could remove the plastic back from the display and lay the computer on an overhead projector. It was a generic make. (Sunflower?)
The biggest problem with it was that the screen sat an inch or so above the normal focal plane of the projector. You couldn't rack the lens up high enough to focus, especially if you were trying for a big image. Other problems were the result of the flimsy generic hardware: cheap telescoping aluminum legs to prop up the laptop base, weak fans to keep the LCD cool... Very mickey mouse. Used this for a year before talking the boss into a more expensive but more convenient InFocus.
With sufficient use of duct tape and some kludging of the lens, I expect this would be an improvement over the "100-inch TV" projection method
Sweet, this means I can blow up old Dukes of Hazzard reruns onto my trailer wall, and charge my friends $$$$ to view them. Nothin like some Pat's Blue Ribbon and a good flick on a hot, tuesday afternoon. I may even accept food stamps.. wow thanks!
Please post some news. As in NEWs.
Thank you.
If you could be told what you can see or read, then it follows that you could be told what to say or think - BoC
The problems are in the physics. TV's can get by with a very small number of electron guns because they are extremely fast - they move the dot around at frequencies in the tens of kilohertz. This is a smidge higher than most reasonable mechanical systems would even think of tolerating. [handwaving approximation: 10KHZ ~= 600,000rpm]
So to trade this off, you can have a pile of LEDs, except that the LED's aren't exactly small. Especially the spiffy new ones that www.lumileds.com / www.luxeon.com are coming out with. In order to get an image out on the wall, you need to dump an optical system in front of the LEDs, and big LEDs means big optics (unless you start trading off efficiency/complexity/cost by hiring a smarty-pants optical engineer).
Its not exactly a small/simple task, but there might be room in there for a reasonably useful system.
Personally I'm poking around a diode-laser based vector graphics using some of the small micromotors (few mm diameter) that are pretty common nowadays. mmmm. wall sized emacs session.
AC comments get piped to
"My TV distorts colour when turned upside-down"
Tv's are balanced for the magnetic poles of the region of the world that they are to be operated. When you flip a TV over the earth's poles are reversed causing the discoloration.. The same can be said for monitors. The cure is to degauss the screen. Most current TVs will do this automatically, but you might have to power on and off several times.
Your idea has merit. But -- and this is a big one -- there would be a ton of design work necessary.
I've worked with galvanometrically-controlled mirrors (the kind used to make x-y projectors for laser display systems). Cool stuff. Very, very expensive for good ones, and to get a nice, clean picture, you sure would need a set of good ones. Why? Think of the simplest monochromatic case where you want to project a single LED (or laser) in a scanning path. Any slight deviations from perfectly straight lines in a regular array during the scan will appear as distortions in the image. Getting a motor to track so that a projected dot moves not only at a constant rate on a screen, but also does so without any substantive deviations is difficult. In my lab at Caltech, we spent well over $10,000 building a very similar system, although ours was for projecting static images rather than dynamic ones. The lengths you must go through to get something that is usable are remarkable.
To get decent response time (in merely 10s of ms; for video you'll need better) you need special ultra-light mirrors and big heavy motors. Speaker coils are designed to move speaker cones, not mirrors which weigh 1-2 orders of magnitude more. Also, the controllers for such things are non-trivial and must be carefully tuned for the individual load. Don't expect to slap together a 100W audio amplifier from some design book and expect it to work in this case. The loads are very different.
To get decent mechanical rigidity for such a system, you will need an optical bench, and a friendly machinist who is willing to make high-accuracy parts. You can skimp on things like the supports (we used a wooden frame), but if, for example, the two X and Y mirrors are 89.95 degrees apart instead of 90.00, you get a mixed trapezoid and parallelogram image that will need to be corrected in the decoder. We ended up using independent first-degree corrections for each axis; we should have used a two-dimensional, second-degree (parabolic) correction.
Because such things are also going to be sensitive to temperature variation (remember, everything expands when it gets hot), you will also need a heating system and nice controller for it. The gavanometer controllers we used also had a nice heating system built in that kept the motors at 40C, independent of what we were doing to them.
That said, you can probably do a crude job with
surplus equipment, as scanning mirror assemblies are often used in photocopiers, printers, and the like, but it's not the kind of thing you can do in a weekend. Getting an image that would rival a middle-of-the-road DLP/LCD projector would take a very long time and a lot of effort.
Getting spinning mechanical things to achieve the kind of accuracy to get reliable pixel-by-pixel resolution without distortion is not easy. Not impossible, but definitely not easy.
-- pz.
Put my fist through my alarm clock with its ding-dong death inside my ear. - The Blackjacks.
yeah baby, it's all good beeyotch!
second society
Suppose you used a middling-sized laser rather than an LED: could this be bright enough? (Monitor burn-in is an issue, though. :)
Alternately, instead of a pixel-mapped display, you could use this scheme for a vector display (anybody remember those?). Trickier to drive, but potentially a lot easier to get enough brightness.
"it ain't easy bein' green."
And yes, I ment the frog. Not the file transfer protocol.
Ribbit
I don't like the idea of Red Hat selling Linux, especially when you can get it for free from the good people at Debian.
I don't like the idea of record companies selling cds, especially when you can get them for free from the good people at Gnutella.
Here is an idea --- cache a website in multiple places, THEN release the story/cool new product/file/whatever while linking to the cached info.
I sure would like to visit the webpage and read for myself all of the interesting details.
What do you think? Too difficult?
Screw television.
Here's what I think would be fun:
For about $100, you can buy a 48"x36" freznel lense. I want to mount it in a giant magnifying glass frame with a long handle, (kind of like one of those leaf scoopers used to clean the crud from the surface of suburban swimming pools.).
Then. . . Oh boy the damage you could cause!
We're talking about being able to set on fire, with a dowel and a sheet of plastic, the upholstery inside parked cars, punishing stupid owners who leave their automobile anti-theft devices blaring unattended. --Without even having to touch the vehicle! --Or you can set office buildings on fire by shining sunlight through the windows just by walking down the side walk with the magnifier over your shoulder. Any number of bizarre fire-crimes become feasible.
Yeah, yeah, I know you could get the same net effect with a can of gasoline and lighter, but this is FAR cooler! (What!? I'm just walking here with my sheet of plastic! I don't care about optics! Get your filthy law enforcing paws off me!) And if you somehow managed not to get caught, the authorities wouldn't know what the heck to make of it. --You might even be able to popularize the term, 'spontaneous office furniture combustion,' or something equally weird.
Of course, in this day and age of too many cameras and rampant terrorist paranoia, you'd probably have your eight foot magnifying glass and turban confiscated.
Bummer.
Fantastic Lad --What's a little pyromania among friends?
A TV scans across (the horizontal refresh rate) the picture tube at 15.7 KHz. The mirror would have to match this rate to reproduce a picture from a convention broadcast facility, so it would have to vibrate across the chosen field of view 15,700 times per second. I don't know the physics involved behind making a mirror move that fast, but it sure would sound awful, since its vibration would cause compression waves in the air at a very high pitch.
The TV scans from the top of the screen to the bottom (the vertical trace and retrace) 60 times per second. The mirror would therefore also have to deflect up and down 60 times a second. In my opinion, that makes the mirror movement pretty complicated.
Don't despair, all is not lost! I remember seeing an early head mounted display that used a column of pixels and a mirror that vibrated left and right 60 times per second. I think that a pretty good image could be created by making a row of 640 clusters of LEDs (each cluster being 3 LEDs - a red, green and blue) and scanning the mirror up and down 30 times per second (Only 30 instead of 60 because you can paint both the odd and even frames at the same time). There would be some electronics involved, since the horizontal picture image must be captured and store in the LEDs. This also has the advantage of providing way more light than 3 LEDs, so you'd have a brighter image.
Good luck
Some great infos and links on howstuffworks.com
http://howstuffworks.lycos.com/question244.htm
- Curiosity is not a default !
I used to sit in the dining room and watch the TV in the next room thru $20 binoculars. It looked huuuuge!
And since we only had a 1963 B&W set, the color fringing from the glasses made it a "color" TV!
I was five at the time, but hey.
"Win treats sysadmins better than users. Mac treats users better than sysadmins. Linux treats everyone like sysadmins."
I recently built a projection system using an LCD Panel (manufactured 1995,640x480 16m colors), a used high intensity projector (you at least want to get 4,000 lumens), and a TV tuner card for the computer. All of these products were purchased off of Ebay.
:-) I get a clear, 5x4 ft projection screen on my wall, all for about the cost of $300.
I have watched DVD's, TV, and played 3d games, and it works flawlessly (other than the fact my bulbs burn out every 50-75 hours)!
"Shake yur bon bon"
I remember this exact concept, but it was applied to microdisplays rather than macrodisplays: Head-mounted displays for wearable computers. You basically described the exact workings of several of the products that the 'borgs at MIT used.
It seems to me that two spinning mirror cylinders set at right angles could scan out a sqare area on the wall much more effectively than jiggling a static mirror all over the place. You could add more sides to the cylinders to reduce the rotational velocity (or to increase the scan rate). Thus you have two parts moving in nice simple to control ways and intertia is working for you (once they've spun up).
Also, don't forget that led's have capacitance. In order to scan with an ultra-bright led, you need to be able to change it's brightness faster than your scan rate or bright sections will smear into dimmer sections and vice versa, i.e. blur.
Taco is just too damn inept/lazy to launch a dds on this site.So, he just makes inane posts and links to the sites he doesn't like...Voila! site down. You folks fall for everytime, too.
My roommate and I did something similar to this in college, except we used a low-powered laser. Our goal wasn't to make a tv-type display; it was to make something similar the the laser projectors used at laser shows. There were no lenses involved. We bought 2 cheapo 4-watt speakers and ripped the cones out. Then we rubber cemented a mirror from the solanoid to the edge. We then mounted these at 90 degrees to each other and shined the laser so it reflected off both mirrors then hit the projection surface. We hooked the speakers up to an amplified sound card and generated frequencies that painted pictures with the laser. It worked great except we couldn't turn the laser off to make discontinuous objects, frequency response characteristics of the speakers and sound card limited what we could draw, one color, and our 0.5mW laser wasn't bright enough to cover large areas.
Sounds like you want to do something similar to a laser show. See http://www.laser-light-show.com/ for an example. The biggest draw back I can see with doing it with a led is keeping the beam focused over the projection distances you proposed. Now if we had cheap RGB lasers, it would be a fun project.
How am I going to watch "Fist of the Legend" subtitled, when the words are backwards?
If you live near a university, find the place where they surplus old stuff. At my university, University Surplus is part of the Property Control department, is only open one day a week, and hidden in some WWII military barracks on the South side of campus. You may have to look hard to find the one near you. Ask a custodian or somebody who works in a machine shop.
I go by regularly, and often see projection screens that are cheap. They sometimes have slide and flimstrip projectors. The prices are often lower than those on e-Bay because they are not trying to turn a profit, and you don't have to pay shipping.
Wow, awesome timing.
I'm in the middle of a Lunar Projection System(tm) project. I've solved the focus issue - infinity gives pretty accurate results. I've got a couple of ideas on improving the brightness. That just leaves one problem to resolve - can anyone suggest a really cheap solution to delaying the audio stream 2 seconds?
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AcidWarp and The Warper
I am not really sure if this is the earliest incarnation - somehow, I doubt it. But it has to be an early one (1992)...
Reason is the Path to God - Anon
Box Camera.
This technique does better at reducing an image. It is a novelty, but the "projector" is huge.
by adding a magnifying glass or projector to the screen, you are depriving the copyright owners by reproducing the image on an unlicensed object, such as a wall
Not as far-fetched as it may seem as first. By modifying your television to have a larger display size, you potentially convert it into a tool for public performance, and even without the Digital Millennium Copyright Act and foreign counterparts, the copyright laws of the United States and most other jurisdictions reserve the right of public performance to the copyright holder.
Will I retire or break 10K?
I don't really think things are so bad that we need to moderate the editors, but just a weensy bit of research can help in these cases. There will always be slips, thank god for the BS detectors of the /. readers!
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Image Inversion:
It is possible to flip the wires around on the deflection coil in your TV or monitor. It is also possible to rotate the deflection coil assembly on some monitors/TVs. Here is a webpage detailing flipping wires.
BE VERY CAREFUL IF YOU ARE WORKING ON THE INSIDE OF A TV OR MONITOR - THERE ARE LETHAL VOLTAGES PRESENT, EVEN IF THE TV OR MONITOR IS OFF!!! DISCHARGE THE PICTURE TUBE AND ALL CAPACITORS!!! EVEN THEN, BE ULTRA-EXTRA CAREFUL - YOU CAN KILL YOURSELF IF YOU ARE NOT CAREFUL!!! IF YOU HAVE _ANY_ DOUBTS, DON'T FUCK WITH IT!!! I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH!!! (maybe I should add more exclamation points?)
I am amazed that the kid (at the link I gave) didn't kill himself.
Correcting Fuziness:
Two options - bend the screen horizontally (like the Torus screens in theaters), possibly vertically as well, to bring the edges in focus. Might be difficult to do. Option B (probably more difficult) would be to bend the fresnel lens slightly...
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Thanks to the entire slashdot community for dashing my dreams. Now I just have to figure out how to get LEDs for, lessee, a 1920x1080 array, and...umm...HOW MUCH would that cost?
Seriously, I'm glad I finally got a good rundown on some of the issues here, especially the feasibility of image retention for such a fast scan (doesn't work) and the problem of precision hardware. Someone else mentioned lasers, but even the little laser pointers scare the bejeesus out of me, and I certainly wouldn't advocate making a TV out of 'em.
*sigh*
Now, about that array of microscopic thermocouples to use as an air conditioner / power source....
d.
(anyone ever think it might be useful to have a "crazy ideas" website to discuss, well, crazy ideas?)
Something I just thought of:
Maybe the edges are blurry because most TVs and monitors have curved glass fronts (especially cheap TVs) - perhaps using a WEGA or some other flat tube might help things? I know that the actual image may be "flat" - but there is a lot of glass it still has to pass through, thus possibly distorting it when you magnify it?
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Offtopic? I didn't see him talking about shoes or anything else not directly related to the repeated topic.
I'll meet you in MetaMod.
Actually, TV's _do_ have pixels (except they aren't called pixels, but instead "dots", hence, "dot-pitch ratio", which gives the distance between adjacent dots).
Each dot is formed by a thin piece of material called the "electron gun shadow mask", which is basically a very fancy method of saying "a piece of thin metal with lots of precisely placed holes in it". This mask is swept on the back by the electron stream from the "electron gun" in the back (actually, three different "guns" are used, one for each color R, G and B). As the beam passes over the hole, it lights up a corresponding dot of red, green, or blue phospor, which glows in the proper color. This beam is varied in intensity, to change the color level of each dot, to give the wide variety of colors (interesting point - most TVs aren't balanced to pure white, but rather to the blue end of the spectrum, adding blue to a display makes it look brighter to our eyes, but purists have issues with it - also note the same is used in laundry detergent). These dots are very small, and close together, but they exist nonetheless. If this mask wasn't used, extreme smearing would result (now, your statement is correct prior to the mask, but not after it). One other thing, some picture tubes use a grid of vertical wires as a mask - not sure how it works, but I would imagine it is similar, but with less interfereing, and no holes to create pinhole camera electron beam distortion effects, there exists less blurring (ie, the beam doesn't stray from its phospor dot onto adjacent dots). I am sure there is a good FAQ on this out there.
If you want to "see" these dots, up close, take a magnafying glass and look at your monitor or TV, or, alternatively, get some beads of water on your TV, and you can see them (badly, of course).
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All that remains is to decode the video signal for processing by the projector. In a simple mode, you might even be able to simply take the HSYNC and VSYNC signals and, essentially, use them to mark the edges of your scanning motion, then simply vibrate the mirror back and forth within that time frame. (this is hard to describe, but hopefully it'll make sense to some of you).
:).
An easier way to do this is to use two spinning mirrors to do your scanning. The problem with this is that you'd need to buffer and re-send the image data, because your "blanking intervals" will be much larger than your display time under this scheme. If you don't mind hacking CRTC settings and are using a computer instead of a TV, you might be able to get your video card to drive its monitor port with this kind of signal instead (had a lot of fun making video cards do things they were never intended to a couple of years back).
You'll also need to have the spinning mirrors fairly far from your projection screen or wall to avoid distortion (you're scanning at constant angular frequency, not constant linear speed on the wall). This makes sych problems worse (blanking interval is that much larger, because you're using that much narrower a wedge of the circle the beam is scanned through).
Electronics to synch the mirror rotation to the synch pulses is easy to build. Use a classical control system with extra damping. $2 worth of electronics to clean up the input signals and $1 worth of electronics to control the speed of the mirror-spinning motors.
Now, the big problem (as others have pointed out) is that you must deliver enough power to your LEDs to brightly illuminate a large patch of wall (or screen, if you prefer). This means shelling out tens of thousands of dollars for a high-power krypton laser (so you get R/G/B from one laser), some decent optics (gratings to separate out the colours, mirrors, etc), and "three accousto-optic modulators" (devices that modulate a signal on to a laser beam). This will probably be cheaper than your laser, but that's only because the laser is bloody expensive.
Still a very fun project; just not a cheap one
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The scanning would have to be very fast.
r trayal/ that suggests doubling the 24 fps by simply displaying the same image twice in a row would get rid of most of the flickering.
CRT screens have colored phosphors on the inside of the screen that glow after being hit for an instant with a stream of electrons. The phosphors have a characteristic 'persistance' which is how long they continue to glow after being stimulated by the electron beam. However, your wall (or bedsheet or projector screen) has no persistance, so you would have to scan your beam across the wall somewhat faster than the electron beam gets scanned across the TV screen, or the image would flicker.
We know from motion pictures that the human brain can be fooled into seeing uninterrupted motion if a picture is cycled in front of us at 24 frames per second, but I don't know what the duty cycle is. There is an interesting paper by Charles Poynton at http://www.inforamp.net/~poynton/papers/Motion_po
Of course the easy solution would just be to use one red, one green, and one blue LED, each focused into a beam, and use portable gravity generators just in front of the beam source to sweep the beam across the wall!
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It's ammusing that this is still floating around the net. First time I remember seeing it was back on my 286 when I downloaded AcidWarp. Sure enough, the docs are still on Noah's site.
http://www.noah.org/acidwarp/warper.html
actually, laser printers work much the same way. the paper rolls across a drum while a laser horizontally scans across the page. the laser bounces off a rotating mirror (called a roof mirror); this mirror is typically hexagonal- or octagonal-shaped.
it seems to me that you could do the same sort of scanning setup with a laser/lasers. (1) mount the laser(s) on a rotating drum like a VCR head. the VCR head has the additional plus of being a rotating transformer so you could get power to the laser(s). (2) rotate a roof mirror perpendicular to the rotation of the laser(s). this would produce a helically scanned image which would have to be rectified through a cylindrical lens of some sort. maybe you could curve a frensel lens to the correct radius of curvature. anyway just an idea.
What about instead of vibrating a mirror (which would as you said cause compression waves in the air and send pretty substantial vibrations through the machine (which could then travel to the leds throwing their focus off, but I digress). Why not have a box with mirrors on the outside and rotate it . Because you'd have four mirrors you'd only have to rotate it at 7.5 rps, you'd counteract any vibrations (assuming you balance the box right) and you'd get a smoother motion to boot (no slow down at the extremeties of the pictures, its hard to vibrate something in a manner thats not sinusoidal (though sinusoidal motion in that mirror could be counteracted by a cylindrical mirror afterwards but again I digress)).
The problem with using a row of 640 leds is that you once again have the fixed resolution problem (at least horizontally). I don't know if it would be feasable to rotate a miror box at 3925 rps (to do the horizontal scan with one led) but it would solve that problem.
>Now take that and multiply it times your worst possible dream to get pixels the size of green peas across the wall in your 100" display
:)
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Not enough millicandella (or candela) output, I'd suggest R G and B lasers to do it, but that would be cost prohibitive... but REALLY bright and nice color balancing.
--- Metamoderating abusive downgraders since my 300th post.
Afraid the Fresnel lens will degrade the quality of the image from your expensive LCD? Try this Bausch & Lomb lens--it appears to be a non-Fresnel, so it doesn't have the lines that could cause some quality loss. You could end up creating a better quality product than a $4000 LCD if this lens works the way I think it does.
Some video source thoughts:
-- 7-inch 16:9 LCD (I don't know where the 7 inches are--I think they're horizontal) being offered to Playstation/PSX owners
-- good source of variety of LCDs?
-- there are several 5-inch TFT NTSC LCDs available for use with the Playstation/PSX (some better than others)
If I weren't able to get good resolution out of the 16:9 version, I'd rather use a VGA LCD at ~$260-350 any day with the NTSC LCD prices Best Buy and Radio Shack charge.
Final thoughts on the dimness issue.. With an LCD, you should be able to remove the reflective backing (ever so carefully, pack a UV-protectant clear sheet of plastic over the back of the device and pump some flourescent, arc, or other bright lighting through it.
Some problems foreseen:
-- may take some experimentation to find the light that irritates the eyes the least
-- may need two settings for day and night
-- be very cautious as not to create a fire hazard
I don't think so....
If you have 3 LED's, RGB, and you want to use a moving mirror to project their light, you suddenly have two big problems:
1. At 640x480, each pixel will be 1/307200 of the brightness of the non-moving LED. In other words, imagine how those little LED's would look spread over such a large surface area.
2. You have mechanical problems. Let's assume that you use rotating mirror assemblies on an equalateral triangle configuration so that one revolution of the motor = 3 scans across the surface. The vertical scanning mirror will need to spin at 20Hz. Not too bad. The horizonal scanning mirror will need to spin at 9,600Hz (480 scanlines x 60 frames / 3 for our mirror config). Trust me when I tell you that you can't buy normal motors that move that fast without it being sealed and within a closed and tightly controlled environment (think : inside of a harddrive)
Now, you can make the arguement "Well! Let's use a row of these LED's to act as a single scan line and we can fix both of those problems." Well, not so fast, sparky. Your $6 in LEDS just became at least $3000 in LEDS and you've created an ENORMOUS amount of mechanical, heat, and electrical problems for yourself. Can you even comprehend how much power 1500 LED's (480x3) would take?!?!? It would be enormous.
If you did some research you'd find that mechanical scanning displays have been around since at least as long as electron gun CRT's, but the mechanical problems were either never solved or never solved well enough to make an actual, practical display from.
I admire the cognitive inventiveness, as it kept me awake one night, too. But after some rational consideration of the real problems that it'd create (instead of just asking for help from "EE's"...shame on you! Where's that DIY hacker ethic?) I realized that mentally I was barking up the wrong tree and got back to work fixing my broken CRT projector.
I built soemthign like this in college out of a big old black and white set and a lense from a Xerox machine.
The problem was brightness, it was basicly unviewable except in pitch black. You can up the brightenss by putting a tube transformer in the set but it reduces your picture tube life. (You can also up the brightness by getting a scotchlite screen, but they are serious bucks.)
This one even has diagrams and all.
http://broch.subnet.dk/projector/start.htm
Guys, Why not just buy a overhead project and put your TV in where the globe normally goes? Wouldn't that work? Then you'd have focus ability. Cheers Watto
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I mean sure, 100" sounds impressive... but really, it can't compete with Frank's 2000" TV!
Actuaries - making accountants look interesting since 1949
I hear sunlight pasteurizes that shit to. How long do you have to leave spores in sunlight to kill them?
Anthrax spores have an unusual characteristic in that it has a flat end on the rod that a standard optical analyiser ought to easily be programmed to detect.
The danger seems to be that spores can't be digested by macrophages so they choke up the body. Couldn't Hyperbaric Oxygenation force the spores into active mode whereupon the macrophges' digestive processses might be effective
I think anyone who can't understand why Americans are so upset by 9 1 1 , ought immediately be hospitalized indefinitely, if the loss of six thousand college educated, civilized human beings doesn't impress them, treatment for psychosis ought to begin promptly. How many times must we allow witless savages to repeat this, for no other reason but bragging rights.
A CRT projector of the 3 tube variety uses this setup for several reasons related to brightness. Number one on the list is no slot mask! Each tube is one color. You are not blocking 80% of the electron beam to the phosphor with a matrix shadow mask inside the CRT.
Number 2 on the list is F stop. A large CRT giving off light with a lens far away gets very little light to and thru the lens. Most (about 80% or more) of the light hits the inside of the box instead of the lens. A projector set uses a small set of CRT's so the lens is very close to the CRT getting most of the light thru the lens. The smaller CRT's can easly have flat faces taking care of the focal plane problem also.
Raw Power.. The small CRT's in a projection set are not limited in beam current as there is no shadow mask to worry about overheating. The face of the CRT is gel or liquid coupled to the lense to reduce interelement reflections and aid in cooling. They can put out brightnesses on the face of the CRT's that can be painful to look at unlike a conventional tube.
The last item is when the distance to a projection surface doubles, the brightness goes down with the square of the distance. Doubling the distance to double the size decreases the brightness 4 fold. This is true for both a real projector and the home made variety, but the home made doesn't have the brightness to sacrifice on the larger immage.
With all these factors working for a 3 tube projector and against a single tube, the diffrence in projected brightness is typicaly more than 200X brighter. Translation.. a room with a couple candles in it will typicaly wash out the image on the home made projectors.
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I seem to remember an old DOS eyecandy program called "Acidwarp" and i remember there used to be
a commandline switch that printed a small instruction sheet for doing this with a computer screen.
i thought the idea was pretty cool for projecting
CG onto walls at parties.
Please forgive me if this has already been mentioned, but what about using overhead projector optics with a regular tv? Reasonably self-contained optics, has the focusing hardware, and if you're lucky, you might get one of those fancy roll-around carts that conjures up images of elementary school hallways... :)
"Ummmm..."
It is related to gravity.. The picture tube has a shadow mask. It is thin. It sags slightly (affected by gravity). It is true the beam is affected by the earth's magnetic field, but distortions to the shadow mask are a bigger influence. Try this at home... turn a large TV around and notice the color shift. This color shift is due to reversing the earth's magnetic field 180 degrees. Now lay the set on it's side or upside down. This color shift is due to both gravity and magnetic field. Notice how much greater this shift is. Only a small portion of the shift is due to the earth's magnetic field. The magnetic field was most noticable on large computer monitors that has a fine dot pitch as the small shift could more easly misallign the beam to the phosphor. Most TV's have large pitch so the magnetic field has a smaller effect on color purity.
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Colored filters? Never seen one. If you buy a set of projector CRT's (visit a repair shop and ask to see a set of used ones) it is about impossible to tell the colors apart. They all have a yellow whitish phosphor and no filter. To keep from blocking the light produced, they use a phosphor that only produces the color of light needed. No filter = no blocked light = brighter image. If you don't have access to a projector tube set, use a good magnifing glass and look at the screen of your TV when it is off. Can you tell the difference between the red, green and blue phosphors? I can't.
The truth shall set you free!
I built a projection TV lens system over 20 years ago with a $10 plastic fresnel lense - it worked (in a very dark room) and I also had to re-wire the deflection yoke on the TV to invert and rotate the image (reference optics 101). It was an interesting experience for a 13 year old ( I still can't believe my mother let me tear apart the TV to do the deflection yoke mod ).
Anyway it sucked 20 years ago and it still would suck today I'm sure....
I was actoually about to buy one of these things off ebay after I found that it was impossible to find the instructions off the internet somewhere. Good job people!
Daddy would you like some sausage?
Now there's an idea! If you wanted to set something on fire without being caught, all you'd have to do is set the lens up someplace (on top of a car sunroof is good) and leave! Plus, you can blind people with the intense sunlight as an extra bonus! I wonder if you could use this in conjunction with some swivel-mounted computer-controlled mirrors to mount a death ray above your doorstep? >:D
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Who has not as a kid played with lenses, I got my first fresnel lenses from a surplus supply house.
Other then burning leaves and ant's, I found that I could project my B&W TV against the wall.
I have seen other TV to big screen converts, using an old copier lenese....
Having to have a total dark room to use the 100" screen device is not a big deal.
I also have played with the real deal, even the high end units look best in a dark room.
Wise men speak because they have something to say, Fools because they have to say something!!!!
One warning: I've seen plans for doing this that involve using a much higher second anode voltage on a standard CRT, to get an unusually bright image. This can push the CRT over the threshold where it starts emitting X-rays. Bad idea.
Everything I've read about modifying the insides of TVs says even days after power is removed they can store a huge amount of charge. Be careful!
Anyone with more solid info care to comment?
And
here's a FAQ explaining why Northern hemisphere monitors don't work so well in the South
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If it don't GO... chrome it. ~ Frank Banks
Is it just me or does this 100" TV project a mirror image ie words are spelled backwards?
You can do this sort of thing - a friend of mine took the guts from a portable TV and put it in an old slide projector - viola! Projection TV. It worked really well... for about a minute. Unfortunately many LCDs degrade when they get hot. However, solve the cooling problem, and you're golden!
.mpg of how to put one together, but I can't find the URL any more... :(
He used to have a
I've been wondering why no-one seems to make any VGA (640x480) resolution projectors any more? If they were available at half the price of the current XGA projectors, they would make a nice projection TV system.
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Believe that and you'll believe that you can use a pinhole instead of a lense.
This still leaves us with the problem of getting enough optical power (light) onto the mirrors from a single set of LEDs. Lasers (contrary to the hilarious post made earlier) would produce alot of light and shouldn't cause "burn-in" unless the mirrors failed.
So far, I'd say that the rotating mirror, combined with a row of LEDs would be the best combination.
They do this for laser light shows.
Uh... expensive does not even begin to describe this set up.
The scanning mirrors have to be ultralight, and verry refined (may be able to skip this since your not using such a pure beam). Then the motors to drive them are EXPENSIVE and FINICKY!!
Now that being said, the best scan rate anyone has ever managed with lasers was about 64 lines (Don't hold me to that, it's been a while), and the control board capable of this is only manufactured by one company, in Orlando (whom I used to work for). Top notch equipment if you can afford it. And even they can't do a video projection for TV yet. (www.pangolin.com)
Moving parts suck.
I would rather be ashes than dust!
One sure way to know if it works - try it.
I built one yesterday evening, after reading Slashdot, using plans I found free on the web.
I bought a sheet magnifier at Staples for $5.50 and spent about one hour with duct tape, a swiss army knife, two medium u-haul boxes and a 19" color television. I used a mirror to project it onto the ceiling and correct the image backwardness.
It does not work great, but it does work - and it was a fun excercise.
I think I'll watch Enterprise on the ceiling tonight!
with a 13" CTV, a cardboard lightbaffle, and a lens from an Opaque Projector!
Of course, without a correcting inverter-lens, all I got was a dim gigantic upsidedown image on the wall and ceiling!
And I got tied of holding the Lens Barrel and the the cardoard!
Regards,
JK
(David Bowman, EVA near HUGE Monolithic Win-PC in orbit around Jupiter) "My God - its full of Malware!"
Cool murder mystery from Analog science fiction magazine, some 20 years ago: Revenge-seeker kills his target by carefully pivoting the computer-controlled climate-regulating windows of the office building across from the target's apartment, turning the building into a giant parabolic sun-miror.
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The real Tetsujin 28 is a giant robot.
Yeah, but it only shows up as a couple of peas and a pod...
"You're right," Fisheye says. "I should have set it on 'whip' or 'chop.'"