Oh Those Glorious Contractions
Wednesday, September 24, 2008 12:06So often I felt such powerful surges of pleasure that made me moan and scream like an animal. Just like she was doing. At every peak I was just the slightest slip away from cuming, and would have if this story began before I learned what’s in this book. Instead, I paced myself to reach and relax into each new plateau.
Oh, those glorious contractions in my genitals each time I relaxed and sucked the energy up away from my dancing vajra! And, what a gift, after each ascent to a high peak, my excitement dropped suddenly. After a moment’s rest, I could begin pumping again without exploding. I was supremely motivated to keep the pleasure going on and on. How many times? 10? 20? Who knows, we weren’t counting. We were too busy enjoying ourselves to think about anything else. How long did we reach peak after peak, floating in the timeless void of ecstasy, and then slowly moving 5 to another higher high? I really couldn’t say, but I do remember that three CDs in our player started over.
Did we have a mind-boggling, record-setting, earth-shattering mutual eruption of orgasms at the end? Sometimes we do, sometimes we don’t But, honestly, I can’t remember if we did this time. Do you believe it when I say it doesn’t matter to me anymore? When you experience endless slow sensuous play being far and away more ecstatic than reaching any orgasmic goal, you’ll probably feel the same way.


