The feeling of having three zones stimulated simultaneously is truly extraordinary! One that every adult human should have the pleasure of experiencing!
And here he was--gifting me with this amazing experience! He was SO unselfishly giving "ME" pleasure! It was like he was truly enjoying giving, without concern for HIMSELF. How gloriously UNUSUAL! And man oh man... were his efforts of building me up into that ALL stimulating "TRIGASM", so very appreciated!!!!
That's why my REACTION, during his seemingly hours of pleasuring me, surprised me! It was the weirdest thing...the DAMNDEST THING thing really! My attention shifting. A few times I sensed frustration building in me. How odd, during all this fabulous foreplay!
I mean, how the fuck could I possibly get FRUSTRATED in the throws of ALL that pleasuring going on!? We're talking "MY PLEASURE"...pleasure focused solely on ME! I mean...WTF was going on with me!!
Any other woman would say I was CRAZY to feel deprived!! DEPRIVED of what? Well...his DICK for one thing! Throughout all that foreplay, he seemed oblivious to his own needs...and to how LONG...and to how MANY orgasms he was giving me!
It slowly occurred to me that there was MORE to the frustration I was feeling, than the yearning for his COCK! It dawned on me that HIS, almost overzealous, acts if pleasing were becoming DISTRACTING to me!
The reason being that--having been a SEXUAL PLEASER my entire life--his unwavering ATTENTIONS were NOT leaving me any OPPORTUNITY to lavish ANY of my attentions on him!
I've always been one to turn the tables quickly when in the throws of foreplay. Actually FLIPPING my partner over, to SWITCH from his oral on me, to my lip-locking him! I love giving BLOW JOBS...however, he was NOT having it! At least not in that round!
I began to feel like a BIRD with my wings CLIPPED! He was so very intent on pleasing me, that I could not do my usual--"SEDUCTRESS-TAKE-CHARGE"--moves on him!
I also became IMPATIENT--desperately wanting his COCK inside of me! I mean...to think of all that fucking FOREPLAY--as wonderful and extensive as it was--AND I just wanted him to STOP and let me feel his huge COCK inside of me damnit!
In all fairness though, and to give justice where it's ABSOLUTELY due...OH, what truly FABULOUS FOREPLAY it was!! The BEST in my life really!!!!
I only wish I could have stayed "IN THE MOMENT" with it! My newly re-aquired use of pot and booze that night surely didn't help! It's like, I really truly have NO right to complain AT ALL about his foreplay--and I'm NOT!
At least, not about the foreplay--it was the EXTENSIVENESS of it! Specifically, the extended time he took doing it, while NOT allowing me to "RECIPROCATE"!
So, "RECIPROCATION"..."THAT" was the issue! In the end, it turned out being a learning experience in patience, trust and the act of letting go for me!
If I had not been so drunk...and literally wanting to jump on his COCK the second we entered the hotel room... the extended foreplay would not have been an issue possibly.
Well...in all honesty...UNDIVIDED attention, has always been kinda an issue for me. It's always been challenging for me to relax when a man is going down on me. He did wonders at helping me overcome this that night!
Avoiding extensive foreplay was kinda a subconscious norm for me, even if not noticeable to my partner. But reaching climax that way was always challenging. Oddly, I'm the opposite of most women, in that I always cum vaginally, but not always clitorally. Until now that is...as his EPIC foreplay that night helped me to finally relax enough to overcome something.
I normally don't give my partner a chance to do much "extended" foreplay on me, as I'd have him pleasantly distracted in no time by starting my own foreplay skills on him! He just was not allowing me reciprocate in that round!
His foreplay the first night of our lost weekend...was on such a MARATHON scale, that many women would've found it too much to handle!! My own limits were definitely tested!
I know, I know...most women would be saying--"That's what you should want, you stupid bitch!" And they'd be absolutely right! The more of his undivided attention, the better right!?
Yes, normally they'd be right...it was the foreplay of any woman's dreams! It's just that I'm more of a "PENETRATION GIRL"! At least I thought I was! He taught me a thing or two that night!
I'd never had foreplay lavished on me like that before though--so I kept expecting things to SHIFT gears, and for him to ENTER me at any minute. But, that minute just didn't seem to ever be coming...instead, more foreplay did!
He kept this seemingly endless foreplay going--until I finally reached a point of severe FRUSTRATION! I was frustrated with my own impatience mostly!
I was SO fucking impatient to have his big beautiful cock buried inside me, that I was on the verge of going absolutely BALLISTIC!!
Being I had been adopting TANTRIC sex practices--"trying to stay in the moment"--my impatience surprised even me! Here I was, bypassing the "magic" that he was creating "in the moment", by yearning for his cock! In hindsight, he had me spiraling into ECSTASY--oh, so MANY TIMES--that it's truly baffling how I could've been distracted from those moments!
So, why then, while reaching that ecstasy--would I want to end those exhilarating experiences in order to change to something else!? Waisting "THAT" precious moment maybe...to instead focus on what, in my mind, "SHOULD" come next...his amazing COCK!
I wrote about "staying in the moment"--of enjoying what you are feeling currently in "that" moment. About not letting your thoughts go to the "GOAL" of reaching orgasm, but thinking of orgasm as an "OUTCOME" of what is making you feel SO damn good in "THAT" very moment!
I described this in EVERLASTING AFTERGLOW--the story of my tantric sex experience. I'm swearing by that type of sex from now on! Well...at least for as many rounds as possible--taking into account of course that the "clothes-flying"/"hyper-passionate" kind of sex is fabulous too! Mmmm, and a combination...even more GLORIOUS!!!!
I did truly appreciate his ALL-ENCOMPASSING foreplay! Initially starting with our eyes locking outside the cafe...and winding through quite a journey of my reaching the most mind-shattering explosions along the way! The pieces of which (a.k.a. flashbacks), are still causing explosions! The non-stimulated kind!
Memories of our lovemaking still trigger spontaneous orgasms in me! They come to me out of nowhere now, whenever I think of that tremendous SIMULTANEOUS climax we reached together in the end while I road him!
Months are passing now. AND, I'm still experiencing these non-stimulated orgasms with this memory. It truly astonishes me!
Before ever reaching that astronomical point with him though--at one point, prior to any intercourse (which could have been hours)--I became so fucking FRUSTRATED, that I finally found my VOICE!
I found myself doing exactly what I've never been good at doing with men. I actually TOLD him what I needed him to do to make me happy!
I STOPPED him from doing what he was doing, to open a line of DIALOG. I asked if he was trying to incorporate the element of TEASING or EDGING as a form of foreplay.
He admitted to being DRUNK, and getting CARRIED-AWAY in the moment. Not concerned with his own orgasm...but instead, enjoying bringing me to mine...over, and over, and over again it seemed!
After sharing what was on our minds--coming to the realization that we were somewhat, "WORKING AGAINST EACH OTHER", was a profound one!
During our dialog, I explained about my having always been a "SEXUAL PLEASER". He admitted to always having been a "PLEASER" himself.
We discovered that--"with each of us trying so hard to please the other"--we were experiencing INCOMPATIBILITY.
Both being PLEASERS makes it challenging for one to take charge. The desire to please with one's skills--while being pleased at the same time--can become a "BATTLE OF THE WILLS", so to speak, and did for us!
It's kind of like the "69 POSITION". It's hard for either to get off, for the sake of being so focused on the other's pleasure. This being the case with us it seemed. Especially when he, like myself, could spend hours pleasing!
I went further to explain my lifelong CHALLENGE at being a "RECEIVER" (which actually got better during this experience with him). Receiving oral, or other non-reciprocated attentions, has actually caused me ANXIETY.
He WON-OUT though! He requested I try harder to receive all that he wanted to give me. AND I did! I TRIED HARDER than ever then!
Trying to receive a man's attentions, "ANXIETY-FREE", was going to take some real self-coaching on my part! The anxiety that always came when a partner tried to pleasure me orally, was like a haunting in my head--a voice telling me I don't deserve such elaborate, extensive attention from my partner.
Therefore, I've always felt more comfortable lavishing all my attentions on my lover instead! I enjoy doing it too! It's erotic and intoxicating to have my mouth, hands and pussy all over my lover! So, pleasing him truly does PLEASE me as well! I just need it to be my idea. I like playing the seductress LOL!
As challenging as it was--even though it about killed me to truly LET GO--I decided to really try! For the first time, to really CONCENTRATE on relaxing, and RECEIVING whatever he wanted to GIVE to me!
Directing myself to adjust to whatever foreplay he wanted to give me...whatever
ORDER he wanted, whatever PACE he wanted! All while trying to NOT think about my unbearable DESIRE to have his big beautiful COCK inside of me!
The RELEASING of anxiety and dealing with that RESTRAINT--"trying not to JUMP on his COCK that very instant"--took incredible determination!
But then, I just LET GO! It was TRANSFORMING! Allowing my stress and my "inhibiting control" to VANISH. I was able to do it! To open to him...to TRUST him! To INVITE him to explore my body to his fullest desires!
The freedom of it was exhilarating! I was really staying in "the moment" with all he was doing to me. I could have hovered in that state, in between the orgasms, forever it seemed.
Yet, expectedly, when I sensed his intentions to finally shift and give me what I SO desired...his COCK...I welcomed the CHANGE!!
ALL that lovely foreplay he lavished on me--which, granted, would in itself SATIATE most any woman--only served to PUSH me HIGHER! It had me yearning for more! That "MORE" being his gorgeous COCK!!
Thank the Lord when I sensed something was about to change! My yearnings to feel his COCK inside me were finally going to be acted out! It was finally going to happen!! Oh, how absolutely GLORIOUS!!
YES, after all THAT drawn-out, pleasure-filled, time-torcherous FOREPLAY... I was finallly...finallly...finally..."going to feel him BURIED inside me"!!
He was so BIG that it seemed he was NOT going to FIT! By then however, I was so fucking REVVED-UP and so fucking WET, I knew it would only take a little bit of maneuvering to get him balls-deep! AND, at this point, I'm ready for HOURS of SLOW TANTRIC SEX in order to accomplish this!
Now, I for one also love to be POUNDED silly! But only after I'm WARMED-UP...making the experience, for BOTH of us, sooo much better!
If I'm allowed to open first--giving my cervix the chance to lift up--that pounding can feel OH, SO DAMN MUCH BETTER then! Having given my body time to adjust first, allowing him deeper.
I don't mind my cervix getting a beating, but don't think I'm in the majority. I've even gotten what I'm sure was a bruised cervix. This can be unpleasant for some women. For me...it's well worth it! But, I'm discovering other ways!
Ideally, the objective is to have a man take the time initially upon entering (and only minutes really)--to push in, STOP, STAY, and WAIT, only moving slightly...staying in, but backing off just a bit, to feel the cervix lift up...allowing him to ease DEEPER, into where--"no man has gone before"...possibly LOL!
Then, to achieve TANTRIC SEX after easing into such depths! OH MY GOD...this type of coupling can be fucking TRANSCENDENT! Shame more people don't try it!
Truly...what a difference it can make! It is so mind-altering! It's a sin that not all adult heterosexual partners are doing this! To just get the fucking to a DEEPER level, with a SLOWER PACE and more INTENSITY and INTENTION!
Reaching that incredibly comfortable, SATINY VELVETY PLATEAU...remaining there...GLIDING...then going even further...allowing your spirit/energetic-self to TAKE OVER. To experience it like a FLY on the WALL--OBSERVING your body move so gloriously in the rhythm of shared energy together!
One of our rounds was so powerful that--sensing tingling, I went with the visualization that came--a glow emanating from where our bodies were joined! If people could "GET OUT OF"--or more like..."GET INTO"-- their HEADS...permitting something else to take over...THEN, some truly EUPHORIC shit can happen! Oh, FUCK YES!...that's how every sexual encounter COULD be!!
The beauty is, that accomplishing this, sends both partners to PHENOMENAL HEIGHTS in a tantric way. Once there, adding speed/positions--can cause a feeling of being TRANSCENDED into a completely different realm altogether--that shared energetic REALM!
That glorious transcendence through the physical, mental, emotional to that mutually reached energetic/spiritual realm. That place where NOTHING except the glorious act of what you're sharing matters!
This is RARE to reach, in my experience. However, I'm reaching it more now than before my 15 years of celibacy. It's REALLY rare to reach with a new lover!
When it happens, it almost feels like your souls had to have met before...for such a connection to be at all possible, let alone at first joining! Those are the experiences more stories should be written about!
I will combine this type of lovemaking with "LOVE" someday. Even though I've yet to experience that combination...I KNOW it is the ULTIMATE sexual transcendence!!
His foreplay was truly rare and phenomenal in it's extendedness, so I assumed he would be into TANTRIC SEX too! I guess I thought that's what we were doing...especially with him having EDGED me with FOREPLAY to the ENTH DEGREE (God bless him)!!
I was SO looking forward to drawing out our first ROUND of intercourse that way too! However, we did not reach that blissful tantric state together that first night. I'm still hoping to achieve that with him some day.
However, that first night did turn SPECIAL in it's own right! In a collapsed state, while still inebriated at the end of one of our rounds... something happened that he may not even be aware occurred.
I'm recalling it now more as an intense warming feeling...one brought on by mentally sending his body energy while we were laying together.
Upon waking, I became aware of having collapsed with our foreheads touching. A feeling just came pouring over me...it felt natural and had all my GOOD INTENTIONS with it. I found myself mentally directed healing-like energy through that tender connection where our foreheads were touching.
I've become highly aware to my body's sensations these days. The ability to feel another person kinesthetically has become truly heightened.
I believe I've always felt it and didn't understand it until studying alternative healing decades ago. I'd forgotten what I learned, and am now embracing it again.
I'm able to feel it more profoundly now. Probably why I was drawn to alternate healing, and had clients decades ago. I've been working with Reiki...both remote and self-healing of late.
While touching him in such a tranquil, still state, with our foreheads gently resting together...an image popped in my head...more like a video really. When this happens, I've learned to follow it out to see where leads.
This vsualization, having surfaced on it's own, was like a mass of sparkling white glowing particles being emanated and absorbed. I've heard of "white" healing light...so maybe that's why that image materialized. All I know is it comes with this overwhelming tingling sensation, coupled with benevolent thoughts of sending all things "GOOD"!
So, when this happens now, I say to myself, "What the fuck Mary, just go with it!" AND, I do now, instead of remaining in a state of paralyzed awe.
I just go ahead and indulge it in a meditative way when it comes! It can also be like watching a psychedelic wave with my eyes closed. I'm ready to explore it more fully now.
Really need to write about it...like keeping a "dream diary"...more like a "vision/meditation diary". I kept a dream diary once...wrote the second I woke...captured some really wild shit...recommend it!).
It can be all-consuming focusing so hard on sending healing energy to someone...I can get lost in it for periods of time. And I did, while he slept.
The intention became more of a peaceful release--possibly to help him with the broken heart he'd journaled about. His having me read those pages earlier that evening, had thoughts circulating in my head of something gripping his heart. Like he was stuck.
I studied Reiki and Polarity more than a decade ago, and have forgotten most of it. However, of late, if there's a compelling kinesthetic calling, I find myself sending healing energy to my lover. The act can be as simple as me just laying together with him, intently wishing all good things for him, while he sleeps.
While laying entwined, I'm not sure how my desire to send him happy, healing energy, through my intentions, came about. It was probably prompted by the energetic draw of our foreheads touching. That act is an extremely personal state of connectedness!
I just know I woke to find us that way...and deciding to honor the blessing...and left us like that!
The energy and warmth, that came from that simple touching, was human form at it's most beautiful!
In hindsight now, trying to remember that first night, it was like a time warp! There was all that foreplay, and
I know we DID fuck too. I just don't know the timing of it all--whether fucking came before, or after we passed-out...or both!?
When he did ENTER me, I knew I wanted every inch of him...but, he was going too fast. He couldn't slow himself down, he was too excited at this point. He couldn't slow down to let me guide him into a deeper place.
I wanted him to move in slow, then just gradually, almost barely, grind me for a bit. My body would have adjusted for him, if he'd just remained nearly still, letting me do the movements needed to sink him deeper, where I wanted him to be...then, slowly building from there. He couldn't help himself though...resulting in my being DISILLUSIONED when he came so fast!
I was completely understanding. I often have to stop and remind myself that..."I'M INSATIABLE"! I can't expect...or have yet to find, a man who's sex drive compares with mine.
Seems I'm always ready for another ROUND. I must make myself realize how unrealistic it is that I will actually ever get "that" satiating round. I'm talking about that "illusive round"...the one which finally "SATIATES" me LOL! Hence, probably the reason for my "younger man" thing after breaking my 15 years of celibacy last year!
Well...I decided to let him sleep after he exploded that last time. He was going to need his energy to handle what my body had in store for him over the next 24 hours of our lost weekend!
*Watch for the next chapter - Chapter 4, "HIS PLEASURE". I put MY foreplay skills to use then...and, in my own EXTENDED way! We have lovely shower experience too!
6 comments
You are so hot wished you lived nextdoor and I was younger
Thanks for your compliment! Yes, distance is an issue. Age is relative...been communicating with someone my own age recently. Even though I am dating younger men currently, I'm realistic that my next relationship will probably be with someone closer to my own age. I wish you well in your search!
Hi Mary,
I always love your writing style and the way you describe your feelings. It was definitely quite the adventurous weekend. Looking forward to the last part of the story.
Big, big hugs
Thanks Tom! I appreciate you reading the whole thing! The last part is coming soon...if I can stop editing it so much that is lol!
@sweetmamm
Just publish it. 😉