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Jfl, we will never be able to get that pleasure...
Jfl, we will never be able to get that pleasure...
I'll give this a shot.
What's lucky here is that you have a similar organ to mine. So when I describe something physical about my penis, imagine it happening to your clitoris, which, for some magical reason, is six and three quarter inches long and girthy.
The first emotional bit is the idea that you have a woman in front of you, whether she's lying or kneeling, who is willing and looking forward to you being inside her body. That takes a certain level of intimacy and trust, and that's hot in and of itself. Watching someone do some variant of getting into a receptive position and anticipating you inside her is hot from that standpoint. In fact, in many relationships that's the only validation some men get that they're physically desirable in any way.
A penis isn't prehensile. Sometimes a girl is so wet in the rolling around and foreplay that with an erection bobbing around and a hungry vagina expanding and moistening, it slides right in. That's a beautiful, unexpected surprise. You go from being outside of a woman to being suddenly clamped somewhere very, very warm.
But typically, you have to find some way to support your bodyweight while ONE OF YOU finds a mechanism to guide that penis of yours into her body. Sometimes it slides right in, like taking a long, slow drink of something rich and thick and warm, like a very high-priced hot chocolate. Like your clitoris has just slid into a softened but warmer-than-body-temperature stick of butter.
But sometimes, there's a small resistance. You feel the very tip of yourself, which has no "pleasure" endings really, up against a slight resistance, like the moment before a bottle cap that's been sealed at the factory "gives" and pops open. And then because of your hardness and body weight, you "pop" into her body, feeling the area behind her pubic bone catch you and draw you in. And that's really like the aforementioned hot chocolate, or someone running an oiled hand down your back in a massage.
If you're in missionary, it's very very intimate, and you're aware, very aware, of your weight. You have to support some of it on her mons pubis and hips, but the majority of it you support on your elbows, meaning that you have to envelop your body around hers and find a comfortable way to surround her that's supportive but not crushing.
If you're behind her, you're grabbing her hips and pulling her on to you. You're balancing your weight between the balls of your feet and your knees, and using your hands to swing her gently back and forward. Rear-entry is much tighter, and there's a ridge just at that entrance, where your vagina opens and curls back along your pubic bone, with almost a "groove" that catches you right where it feels the best.
If you're still, you're aware of warm, and wet, and her heartbeat in the soft velvety tissues around your penis. But moving feels good. It feels really good. Whether it's moving back and forth with your body and keeping the sensate levels in your penis low, or whether you are "squeezing" your penis and thrusting it forward with the muscles in your pelvis, which rapidly accelerates you towards orgasm. It makes you swell and feel harder, which is why just before we come, when we're moving forward by chasing orgasm and using those muscles, it swells and pulses as we thrust.
Then the game begins. Not enough stimulation, her excitement level drops to zero, and/or your erection dies. Too much stimulation, and you're going to come too fast. Basically what sex turns into is like you're in a river approaching a waterfall. If you're in the water and paddling, you're going to go over that waterfall eventually. And the closer you get to the edge, the harder it is to not go over that edge. So you play a balancing act of trying to do what feels good to her but also that doesn't bring you too close. So you probe at different depths and rhythms, trying to find a balance and a sweet spot.
If you're lucky enough to be fluid-bonded and on birth control, when you come there's that just-as-you-come moment like the striking of a match just before the flames start, and then you're just feeling the engine of your orgasm, the prostate, and all the muscles around same spewing hot, thick fluid. Now, not only are you feeling warm and wet on the outside, but also the inside. And emotionally, there is no better feeling that feeling yourself empty into a willing woman, whose vagina has seemed to open up somehow underneath you to catch it.
And by empty, I mean empty. Not only is your prostate pushing all of its fluids out of you in warm, orgasmic pulses, but you feel your strength drain into her, your energy, you're feeling it - from your fingertips to your toes something of you flowing into her. The ancients described it as yang energy.
And if she's coming, you can feel the muscles suck eagerly at you, then tighten, then the tremors of her body building, and then suddenly the upper wall of the vagina "tent" away, or the muscles clench and relax from the anal wall right the way to the top of her head.
And when that's happened, all you want to do is just curl up with her and stay with her and in her and let whatever's going to run wherever go wherever. Because you're no aware of the weight of your body, the space it occupies, the tension in your tendons, the grinding of bones and cartilage in your limbs. Sleep isn't the right word, but you don't want to move. But as the guy, you have the practical matter because of pregnancy and HIV and that to remove yourself whilst holding the condom on, and then removing yourself to clean and wash everything, check for breaks, and then return ASAP, hoping she hasn't gotten up and isn't putting new panties on.
Hope this helps.
Ragefucking on the other hand is more fun, because you're throwing her around and she's loving it and when orgasm hits it's like machine gun fire, an angry, purely bestial barking from your orgasmic center.
What's lucky here is that you have a similar organ to mine. So when I describe something physical about my penis, imagine it happening to your clitoris, which, for some magical reason, is six and three quarter inches long and girthy.
The first emotional bit is the idea that you have a woman in front of you, whether she's lying or kneeling, who is willing and looking forward to you being inside her body. That takes a certain level of intimacy and trust, and that's hot in and of itself. Watching someone do some variant of getting into a receptive position and anticipating you inside her is hot from that standpoint. In fact, in many relationships that's the only validation some men get that they're physically desirable in any way.
A penis isn't prehensile. Sometimes a girl is so wet in the rolling around and foreplay that with an erection bobbing around and a hungry vagina expanding and moistening, it slides right in. That's a beautiful, unexpected surprise. You go from being outside of a woman to being suddenly clamped somewhere very, very warm.
But typically, you have to find some way to support your bodyweight while ONE OF YOU finds a mechanism to guide that penis of yours into her body. Sometimes it slides right in, like taking a long, slow drink of something rich and thick and warm, like a very high-priced hot chocolate. Like your clitoris has just slid into a softened but warmer-than-body-temperature stick of butter.
But sometimes, there's a small resistance. You feel the very tip of yourself, which has no "pleasure" endings really, up against a slight resistance, like the moment before a bottle cap that's been sealed at the factory "gives" and pops open. And then because of your hardness and body weight, you "pop" into her body, feeling the area behind her pubic bone catch you and draw you in. And that's really like the aforementioned hot chocolate, or someone running an oiled hand down your back in a massage.
If you're in missionary, it's very very intimate, and you're aware, very aware, of your weight. You have to support some of it on her mons pubis and hips, but the majority of it you support on your elbows, meaning that you have to envelop your body around hers and find a comfortable way to surround her that's supportive but not crushing.
If you're behind her, you're grabbing her hips and pulling her on to you. You're balancing your weight between the balls of your feet and your knees, and using your hands to swing her gently back and forward. Rear-entry is much tighter, and there's a ridge just at that entrance, where your vagina opens and curls back along your pubic bone, with almost a "groove" that catches you right where it feels the best.
If you're still, you're aware of warm, and wet, and her heartbeat in the soft velvety tissues around your penis. But moving feels good. It feels really good. Whether it's moving back and forth with your body and keeping the sensate levels in your penis low, or whether you are "squeezing" your penis and thrusting it forward with the muscles in your pelvis, which rapidly accelerates you towards orgasm. It makes you swell and feel harder, which is why just before we come, when we're moving forward by chasing orgasm and using those muscles, it swells and pulses as we thrust.
Then the game begins. Not enough stimulation, her excitement level drops to zero, and/or your erection dies. Too much stimulation, and you're going to come too fast. Basically what sex turns into is like you're in a river approaching a waterfall. If you're in the water and paddling, you're going to go over that waterfall eventually. And the closer you get to the edge, the harder it is to not go over that edge. So you play a balancing act of trying to do what feels good to her but also that doesn't bring you too close. So you probe at different depths and rhythms, trying to find a balance and a sweet spot.
If you're lucky enough to be fluid-bonded and on birth control, when you come there's that just-as-you-come moment like the striking of a match just before the flames start, and then you're just feeling the engine of your orgasm, the prostate, and all the muscles around same spewing hot, thick fluid. Now, not only are you feeling warm and wet on the outside, but also the inside. And emotionally, there is no better feeling that feeling yourself empty into a willing woman, whose vagina has seemed to open up somehow underneath you to catch it.
And by empty, I mean empty. Not only is your prostate pushing all of its fluids out of you in warm, orgasmic pulses, but you feel your strength drain into her, your energy, you're feeling it - from your fingertips to your toes something of you flowing into her. The ancients described it as yang energy.
And if she's coming, you can feel the muscles suck eagerly at you, then tighten, then the tremors of her body building, and then suddenly the upper wall of the vagina "tent" away, or the muscles clench and relax from the anal wall right the way to the top of her head.
And when that's happened, all you want to do is just curl up with her and stay with her and in her and let whatever's going to run wherever go wherever. Because you're no aware of the weight of your body, the space it occupies, the tension in your tendons, the grinding of bones and cartilage in your limbs. Sleep isn't the right word, but you don't want to move. But as the guy, you have the practical matter because of pregnancy and HIV and that to remove yourself whilst holding the condom on, and then removing yourself to clean and wash everything, check for breaks, and then return ASAP, hoping she hasn't gotten up and isn't putting new panties on.
Hope this helps.
Ragefucking on the other hand is more fun, because you're throwing her around and she's loving it and when orgasm hits it's like machine gun fire, an angry, purely bestial barking from your orgasmic center.
