3:30AM, is the witching hour for MMO’s for me LOL. For some odd reason that is the time that I can get the best response. I think it has to do with male sex hormones peaking in the middle of the night. When I woke last night I was really wide awake … I had a choice … try to go back to sleep or try to launch myself. After a very short deliberative effort …I said to myself what the hell . . . go for it. So I did.
I was already fully erect and ready to go and feeling just as edgy as I was 4 hours earlier.
I lay on my side facing J about two feet away from her. My cock was resting on the mattress. I began to do my deep breathing and I consciously made an effort to relax and focus on the arousal in my cock. I continued to breathe deeply and regularly, replaying the events of the night before and the sexy hot way J had treated me. My cock turned to stone in a matter of minutes. I could feel the sexual tension gripping my penis, the familiar ache of desire was holding me firmly. I continued to breathe deeply and relax, focusing on the feeling that had permeated my cock. I could feel the familiar trickle of precum dribbling from my slit as the arousal bore into me.
I continued breathing and envisioning J in all the fantasies that she described to me. The arousal was blossoming, it had followed my shaft and was now burrowing into me in the path that I knew was leading to my sweet spot. I continued to breathe deeply and relax; now trying to minimize the sensation of my cock. Ever so slow with deliberate mind control, I began to shut down the sensation in my cock and I willed the sensation to gather on my prostate. I then imagined every sexy thing I had ever done to J and I constructed an image of a mysterious and beautiful naked woman describing all of them to me while she gently reached deep inside of me and began to stroke my quivering gland.. The beautiful girl alternated stroking it and squeezing it until she stopped stroking and rhythmically began to squeeze it softly.
The sensation in my penis disappeared; my cock was now hard and numb. All of the sensation was now wrapped around my prostate. I continued to breathe and relax as I let go of the mysterious woman and began to concentrate on the sweet sensation that was filling me up deep inside my asshole. My body wanted to tense up as the sensation began to glow and heat up inside of me. I envisioned my gland was now glowing hot and I envisioned the mysterious woman was now back. She was now blowing gently on my swelling prostate and her hot breath was inflaming the glowing ember of flesh inside of me. With each one of her imaginary breaths my agonizing delight grew and grew. I wanted to squeeze my asshole and grab the divine feeling that was boring into me but I continued to focus on my breathing and relaxing. I willed myself not to do what my body wanted to do, to clench up and try to hold onto the sensation and squeeze it. Instead I fought the urge and relaxed and gave my body over to feeling and let it take control of me as I lay there passively accepting it.
I envisioned myself in the most restfully beautiful place that I could imagine and that place had a deep lake of pleasure. The water in that lake of pleasure was warm and sensuous unlike any water that I had ever experienced.
I imagined myself wading into the thick warm water. As I waded deeper and deeper, I absorbed this thick liquid into my skin; it made me feel incredibly sexy and erotic. Every nerve in my body was on edge with erotic anguish, ecstasy and a desperate need for pleasure. I continued to envision this surreal erotic place. As my arousal began to bubble and steam inside of me I kept walking out into the deepest part of the lake. I felt like I was drowning in erotic pleasure but then magically I began to float in the thick warm liquid. I floated lightly on the surface, and relished the rhapsody of its warm assurance. As I floated the liquid was filling me with lust, inflaming me and making my whole body ache with desire. Soon the water and I were one. I envisioned myself as a mass of desperate desire.
In my mind I envisioned this mysterious liquid was forcing my body to make more cum than my balls could hold, soom my sex organs could hold no more and my cum began to stream into my body like water streams into a leaky boat. I could feel the heat of my steaming cum as it filled my body with erotic bliss. But that bliss carried with it the need for orgasm. Soon my whole body was craving orgasm just as a desperate penis does at the moment of inevtability. I needed the relief of orgasmic release but there was too much cum. I could never get relief. The steaming hot liquid inside of me was making me drunk with desire.
I was lost in this erotic tableau that I had constructed inside of my head. Time was lost. I had no idea how much time had passed as I lay there in the bed next to J. All I knew was that my entire body was on fire with the need to orgasm. My sweet spot was glowing red with pleasure. It glowed brighter and brighter. I struggled to relax; I could feel my prostate tightening up deep inside of me. It was getting tighter and tighter as if it was a wash rag that was being wrung out. But instead of water, the squeezing was wringing sexual pleasure from it.
When my legs began to tremble ever slightly and my asshole began to tingle I knew my orgasm was imminent. I struggled to maintain my breathing and I raised my arm to my nipple and squeezed it. The sensation shot like electricity across my skin and up my asshole and tugged the knot that has tightening inside of me and released it causing an exquiste pulsing spasm. Then it did it again and again and began to rythmically pulse, contracting and releasing with each pulse. The resulting relief was heart stopping, each pumping spasm was piercing my sweet spot with the sharp ecstasy of orgasm. The orgasmic bliss was oozing out of the pulsing swollen knot of sex flesh deep inside me. The intense pulsing was elevating the desperate agony of the orgasm higher and higher. Each pulse seemed to lay another layer of sexual bliss on me. Soon the desperation of the sensation was so heavy I could no longer hold it. I could do nothing else but yield control of my spasming prostate to it.
In my mind the orgasm took on the form of a maniacal mistress who was dressed in a satin black g string and a bra that barely restrained her voluptuous tits. She roughly slid her whole hand up into my asshole and grabbed on my anguished organ in her soft hand and mercilessly squeezed it. She seemed get great satisfaction feeling my ecstasy oozing between her fingers as she held my helpless organ in her grip. She laughed as the ecsatsy drove me to the brink of rational thought.
My asshole was clenching and releasing in syncopated time to my orgasms as they just kept coming and coming. Spasm after spasm washed over me.
I continued to hold my nipple and focus on the exquisite and intense orgasmic convulsions that consumed my body; they kept rising and falling in waves deep inside of me. The sensation was so pleasurable I could feel and think of nothing else but them. They never let up. They increased in intensity as each wave of pleasure built up and built up until its intensity was so great it could not support itself, then my prostate quivered and crashed releasing unbelievable bliss as it did. After each contraction crashed it took only seconds to start to build up over again. Each time a wave started again it felt more exquisite than the previous ones. There were dozen and dozens of these orgasmic pleasure waves.
After an hour or so I had enough presence of mind to give myself a rest. I removed my hand from my chest and tried to gain my composure. J was till asleep. I laid on my back and took the covers off . . . . I was steaming hot. As I lay there I could feel my gland tightening again, and the sweet desperation of orgasm began to build. This time I lay still and did not touch my body.
The fire was smoldering in me. It would not be extinguished. As I lay there it continued to smolder in me and demanded that I acknowledge its power. I could not ignore it. Again I surrendered to it, but I tried to suppress the spasms and let the sensation build like water behind a dam. It took every ounce of concentration I had to hold the pressure of that pleasure behind the dam. My breath came in gulps as the sensation was squeezing my insides so hard I thought I might scream from the delightful torture. The spasms began to rise and crash again. This time they came in legions, one after another, after another. It was like a parade of ecstasy. Each float came with a sweet orgasmic convulsion and each was grander than the next.
Then with body crushing power, the final wave crashed into me; this last powerful orgasm washed over my body and up into my asshole. It seized my prostate and squeezed it with a agonizing intensity that drove purple hued pleasure into my brain. It made me break out in a cold sweat. The exquisite anguish sent my prostate into intense and hard spasms, each spasm making my body tremble as it reverberated inside of me. There were 8 or ten spasms each one more gripping my desperate gland and squeezing every ounce of juicy bliss from it that it could. Each successive spasm was incrementally more intense than the previous one. I thought I might go crazy from the sheer pleasure that had my body burning in a erotic conflagration
When the last spasm hit me, my body struggled to absorb the unadulterated pure pleasure that had now paralyzed me and washed any thoughts from my mind but the sensation of the orgasm as it held onto me with a death grip . I held my breath to keep from screaming and waking Joanne up as I tried to cope with a level of ecstasy that was literally taken control of my mind and body.
Eventually it released me and I gasped. I was grateful that I had endured it and I was profoundly sad it was over. I was exhausted.
It was now 5:30 AM. I was wasted. As I laid there sleep overcame me and I drifted off.
Cruelly, in a half hour my alarm went off and I woke feeling like I had been worked over.
What a way to start the day LOL.
As I sit here now it is 10:30 at night. The events described happened this morning. I think I will sleep straight through the night tonight.
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