So. I met my sexual rival. Or … equal? Or… master? I’m not even really sure.
I met this guy Doug, and I was not really all that interested in him. Until I actually met him in person. He’s a lot more funny and witty in person than he is via text message. Like two different people.
Anyway. The first time we had sex. He was perfectly rough. Like… he didn’t hurt me to the point where I couldn’t enjoy myself, but he did NOT go easy on me. I mean, I can take a hell of a pounding and he found that PERFECT line, where he was so close to crossing… I had 15 orgasms in the span of an hour. My body was in complete shock, and in the end collapsed unable to move any muscle in my body.
The next day, I spent the whole day laying in bed, recouping. Other than a few hours I had to spend cleaning and cooking. That night he came back over… and after Jade fell asleep we left the room and went into the back. Where we spent about an hour and a half to two hours of him trying to break that 15 record.
This meant he held me down and forced me to orgasm for an extended period of time, long after my body and my mind could take doing so.
It was this weird feeling, of being on the verge of crying, but feeling so absolutely amazing that you continued to beg for it, while you’re fighting against it. I have never experienced anything like that and it was intense.
The end of that ended with a huge #32.
This coming from me. A girl who usually doesn’t even get off once. I mean… this is not normal.
And if that beating and abuse of my body wasn’t enough…
A few hours after we had went to sleep, I stupidly decided to tease him awake.
He pulled me into the bathroom and pushed me up on the counter, and we had fun that way for a bit until I had a cramp in my thigh and he flipped me over, and bent me over the counter, grabbed me by the hair and forced me to watch myself in the mirror. To enjoy my gasm face as much as he did.
And dear lord… I did. Many times over.
Now my vagina is protesting heavily… but I want so much more.
Needless to say. I can get used to this.
Grand total that night was only 38. He pushed for 40, but I swear to god, I would have just died , literally… I don’t think anyone understands how much work an orgasm really is. All over body muscle contractions.