After dinner a few nights ago none of my friends were on line and J was upstairs in the studio working, it was very quiet. I sat at this keyboard motivated for erotic interaction. As is usually the case when that happens I decided to spend some time on erotic writing. So at 8 PM I began editing a strategic part of my novel. It is done but I find great joy in going back into it and tweaking the story. For me, the primary purpose of the novel is to stimulate my arousal and the rewrite effort does that big time. The chapter was describing an intimate interchange between a man and a 19 year old daughter of a good friend. The narrative really got me worked up.
Anyone who has read my blogs or knows me knows that I am attuned to giving pleasure. In my limited experience with guys I really love to do oral and frot, but with my lovely lady it is oral sex on her that is the epitome of my intimate interaction with her.
So it was last night at 8 PM as I was writing I found myself ruminating about the beauty and eroticism of the female breast and hers in particular. The more I wrote about it, the more turned on I became. This is not an unusual occurrence; I am always turned on when I write blog entries. This time it was a little different thought as I was delving into my psyche to describe a feminine attribute that is at the top of the list for my arousal. At 9:30 PM my cock was hard and my sensual mind was warmed up and craving more. So I did something I haven’t done in years, I did a tumblr search for erotic photos; the search was to find sites under breasts and milfs and combinations of the two. I haven’t done a porn search on line for quite a while, I usually prefer my own thoughts of sexual things I do to photos of women. But for some reason I had a craving last night that demanded satisfaction, so I searched.
I found several sites that fed the lust that was gnawing at me, only making it more ferocious than it was. The beauty of the women in the photos and the allure of their figures were magnified by the sensual appeal of their tits. From 9:30 to 11:30 I poured over the images fanning the flames of my arousal into an incendiary blaze. By 11:30 PM the pleasant ache of arousal was pulsing deep in my anal canal; in sympathy the core of my cock shaft and my cock root were tingling and throbbing.
When I finally got up from the computer I went into the shower as I usually do at night before bed. I soaped my entire body with liquid soap and a wash cloth. However when I got to my cock, I let the wash cloth fall to the ground and used my soapy hands. Closing my eyes I forgot the task of getting clean and let my mind fill with erotic fantasies as my slippery hands lingered on my rigid shaft and slickened cock head. The soap suds that were providing such pleasurable sensations were now being supplemented by my precum; the result was an emulsion that was unlike any lube I had ever used on my cock. As I stood with the warm cascade of water running down my back my erection took on the form of a steel prong oozing the slippery medium that coated my palm.
My mind floated in imagined scenarios of exquisite sexual intimacy as the warm slick stimulation of my shaft sent vibrations of erotic desire deep into my anal canal and directly to my nipples. It was all I could do to keep from stroking my cock until it regurgitated a load of cum onto the wall; but I resisted. Stepping out of the shower with a stone hard penis reddened in its arousal the warmth of the shower gone, I wrapped my shoulders in a towel to stay warm. With my lower body naked, wet and exposed I grabbed the safety razor and shaved my balls and cock, lifting my sac to carefully remove the hair from underneath it where it joined to my perineum. I love how sensitive my sac and penis are they are shaved; little did I know that later I would be grateful I had rendered my junk extra sensitive. In a matter of minutes I was in bed reading; J came in a few minutes after me and she was soon in bed next to me. We kissed and turned the lights out.
I am usually a back sleeper to start the night but for some reason last night I slept on my right side spooning J. As we pulled the covers up I slid in behind her and put my arm around her. She was wearing a dorm shirt that came mid way down her thighs. My bare hairless cock was pressed between us against the fabric covered cleft in her derriere. She felt so sensuous and warm against my cockhead that my semi erection went to full hardness immediately; my prostate then gently began to throb acknowledging the sensual pleasure of silken panties against my penis. I might have been tempted to launch at that moment but sleep claimed me before my sex drive could assert itself.
Little did I know that as I fell asleep the next 9 hours were to be possibly the most pleasure filled nine hours of my life.
At 1AM I awoke from a dozing light sleep. My arousal was making it difficult to sleep. I was still up against J’s softness with my erection under her dorm shirt wedged into her butt crack. My anus was fluttering and trembling and my cock was twitching in the early stages of launching. It was earlier than my usual session time. I usually wait for 4 AM or thereabouts; however I was not about to refuse pleasure that was desperately trying to gain a grip on my anal canal.
I slowly breathed into the bliss that was starting to build in my anus and make it flex sending serene waves of pleasure deep into my anal canal. As I fed them they rewarded me by expanding the depth of pleasurable sensations which caused my perineum to contract with echoes of building orgasmic sensation. Each breath I took emboldened the spasms to create a little more pleasure and make my anus open and close like a fish breathes as it gulped at the divinely sweet sensations that it was being fed. To this day it amazes me that my anus can generate such exquisite sensation. In a few minutes the level of that pleasure was sufficient enough to transform the wave like ripples of sexual delight that hardened my prostate into pounding pulses of excruciating ecstasy. It was pumping rhythmically but instead of spewing semen it pumped profound sensations of orgasmic pleasure with no ejaculate.
In a few minutes the spasms were firm enough to stand on their own. I backed away from J and lay on my stomach with my cock between my abdomen and the mattress. The soft cotton sheet offered just enough pressure to stimulate my frenular cleft so that the erotic pleasure was now coming to my prostate from three different places; my anus, perineum and cock root. One of the things that was transformed in me after rewiring was the awakening and enervation of my cock root, making it as significant source of pleasure in orgasm for me as my cockhead is. The ripples of pleasure rolled into me and converged on my prostate, squeezing it tenderly at first but getting increasing firm as the waves of pleasure grew.
The salvos of stimulation made my prostate detonate with exquisite orgasms and aftershocks every five to ten seconds. Over the course of an hour I cajoled the orgasms to sustain themselves through breathing, nipple stim, and erotic fantasy.
The hour flew by. The orgasms came and passed in peaks and valleys. I attempted to keep a clear mind and breathe underneath the orgasms to keep them resonating as they exploded and elevated me to a serenely lethargic plateau of erotic euphoria. I climbed the hills of the orgasmic roller coaster trying to remain relaxed as I savored the escalating pleasurable tension that was gripping and milking my prostate and tugging on my cock gently; as orgasmic waves buffeted me, I relished the deliriously sweet echoes of chiming rapture as the orgasm reached deeply into my anus and sucked ecstasy from my anal canal.
Somehow at the end of that hour I drifted off to sleep again. When I awoke it was an hour later. I was still face down on the mattress. Again I slid over to J and wedged my throbbing hard cock into her derriere which was now fully exposed as her dorm shirt had shucked up. I was ready for round 2. The gentle pulsing in my anus whispered that orgasm would soon happen; the pulses were gently throbbing but they did not detonate into convulsive ecstasy as my cockhead sipped the sensuous heat of her anus. Putting my warm hand on her bare tummy and breathing rapidly in time to the quiet pulsing of my prostate ignited my orgasmic flame. I breathed carefully behind the pulsing to not over power it; it was very much like blowing on embers to start a fire. Then with a fury of a stallion my prostate began convulsing; subtly at first but getting firmer and firmer with each breath.
After a few minutes the convulsing evened out to the divinely slow rhythmic pumping that I have learned to savor. It was like a great heavy machine pumping unimaginable pleasure throughout my body; each pounding pulse shaking my body with shuddering waves of sensuous bliss. I could feel my pelvis literally shuddering with each pumping spasm as the shock waves followed the core of my cock up to my cockhead. Carefully I gently breathed into the pumping spasms and projected fantasies of being fucked passionately; I imagined a guy driving his big cock in and out of my well lubed anus. I imagined myself to look incredibly sexy, bent over offering him my rosy pink – opened anus.
After 30 minutes I rolled over and lay on my back away from J with my cock laying on my belly dripping pre cum from the volleys of orgasms that were pulsing inside of me. The waves of orgasms slowed to gentle waves of warm pleasure as I lay there, their echoes spreading a calm serenity over me.
I dipped my fingers in the pool of precum on my belly and brought my fingers up to my nipples and spread my honey on them as I breathed into the spasms again. Like pouring gasoline on a fire the breathing and the slippery stimulation of my erect nubs forced the gentle waves to mount into a tsunami instantly, pumping euphoria into my anus again. But this time with no pressure on my cockhead my prostate swelled up to absorb the full impact of the pleasure that had previous been shared my cock. The desperate sensation of orgasm had no place to go but my prostate; excruciating pleasure was building up in my anal canal. I tried to deny it the opportunity to express itself as blew the warm breath of my passion gently on it, hoping to tease and taunt it and coax it to assume grand proportions. The leasure had now taken corporeal form in my mind; it was a large thing that was holding me tightly and fucking me with a fercity that was merciless.
The lustful agony shuddered and rattled inside me in its confinement, urgently trying to take passion of my pleasure, my pelvis and my mind. Finally it broke loose and opened my anus to let a massive orgasm into me as it held me immobile as it looked me in my eyes and made me accept the full force of the ecstatic torture it was wreaking on me.
I was being filled by a torrent of agonizing euphoria. My body stiffened he held me and filled my body with the resonant vibrations of tortuous pleasure. Chills went up my spine and the inside of my legs tingled as the carillon of rapture rang and rang and rang in my pelvis and made my anal opening and cock lurch in a tug of war.
It was after five AM when fatigue won out and I fell back to sleep. It was almost 7 AM when I woke again with a raging erection and the need to pee. I stumbled out of bed and negotiated my way into the bathroom. My cock was so hard I couldn’t sit on the toilet and get it between my legs and I couldn’t stand and bend it down to aim. In desperation I leaned against the sink and peed in the sink, apologizing in my mind to J that I was doing this and promising myself I would scrub it later on in the morning.
Pointing myself back to the bedroom I wandered back to bed and flopped in with the intent of going back to sleep; but my cock had other ideas. The warm hardness of MMO inspired arousal deep inside my asshole was taunting me. I covered up and rolled over on my side letting my cock touch the mattress. As soon as my cockhead felt the warm kiss of the sheets it was as if someone turned on a switch. Once again, my cockhead, cock root, penile bulb and prostate began to involuntarily pump hard in unison with the cadence of a metronome. The synchronicity of the involuntary pumping created such an intensely sweet sensation I had to stifle a gasp in my pillow.
Recalling a comment some time ago from a reader who challenged me to let my orgasms take me wherever they wanted me to go, and not resist them I decided to cast all control aside. I was at a level of orgasmic sensation that I had never been at before. I decided I would feed this heightened arousal that it had taken me all night to build just to see where it would take me. So following the cadence of the pumping spasms with supportive breathing, vivid fantasies and a hard pinching grasp on my left nipple I imagined the orgasm grabbing me by my cock an pulling me along. I fought to relax my anus so that it would realize the full pleasure of tensing and releasing. This time I was fucking a beautiful friend of ours in my mind. My cock was stirring her pussy to unimagined orgasms making her scream for mercy as I penetrated her and forced her to reach orgasmic heights.
To my amazement for almost an hour the pumping spasms never stopped. I followed them and fed them lurid thoughts, fantasies and images. Regardless of whether my mind wandered or not they continued with such deep sweet bliss that I felt like a erotic clockworks ticking off time with the most pleasurable ticking orgasmic convulsions imaginable. I was fully wound and my ecstatic clockworks would not stop. As time passed I felt myself losing my will and my bodily control. Orgasmic rapture was filling me, displacing all other sensations and thoughts and saturating my body with heavy erotic sensation.
J stirred next to and returned me to reality for a moment. Realizing she was there and recalling the agonizing bliss of her doing oral on me as I MMOed in her mouth, I wondered what the sensation of this thumping pleasure would be if I spooned her and held her.
So once more I rolled over to her and rested my pulsing cock on her thigh and my inner thigh of my left leg on top of her thighs. I then slid my hand under her shirt and caressed her breast in my hand; she sighed and placed her hand over mine. The effect was instantaneous. The cadence of my anguished pumping pleasure speeded up an amplified in intensity. In a matter of minutes the spaces between the pumping waves disappeared and my cock and anus and prostate locked at the pinnacle of the hard grip of the most exquisite sustained spasm of ecstasy I have ever experienced. There was no pumping just an immobile contraction, tensed in frozen bliss. It was like being electrocuted by orgasm. I trembled as a power much greater than anything I had ever experienced in this MMO journey pulsed ruthlessly through me. The hand of sweet feminine eroticism was deep in my anal canal and would not release its firm hold on my prostate; I was stuck in the agonizing grip of sustained orgasm. I looked into the imaginary eyes of this sensual woman who held me ruthlessly I saw her visceral glee as she held me in her sweet death like grip.
The erotic energy made my skin tingle and my prostate, cock and balls sing a sustained crescendo that and propelled me into a state of euphoria that was so eloquently sensuous and spiritual it defies description.
The intensity of this frozen orgasm was so profound I trembled and quivered as the vice of pleasure tightened on my prostate and would not release it. It was unavoidable that I would wake J up. She asked I was ok; I a moaned that I was, just let me be. She knew in an instant what was happening, she has seen me in deep MMO; so she embraced me as I trembled in the throes of sweet sensations. I was in held suspended in the tender mercies of anguished rapture gripping her like she was a life buoy and I was going to be drowned in my own pleasure.
After a few minutes the orgasm released me. I felt like a piece of mashed up fruit pulp; I had leaked a stream of pre cum on J’s thigh. My cock was rock hard and I lay there exhausted from the night’s escapades.
Again I fell asleep, but this time only for a half hour. I woke up to something that I could only dream of years ago when our kids were small and life was hectic . . . . J playing with my erect cock. She teased it tickled it and ran her finger up and down the shaft with the delicacy of a butterfly landing on an orchid. She dipped her finger in the stream of precum drooling from my cock slit and painted my cleft with it. The delicate touch of her finger tip on that cleft, the most sensitive skin on my body made my cock lurch.
Then reaching over for the bottle of clear liquid in the nightstand next to the bed, she applied a stripe of the slippery lube on my steeled penis. Then getting up and straddling my hips she opened her pussy lips and lowered her body so that her pussy opening kissed the shaft of my cock and her clit was nestled in my frenular cleft. Then laying down on me she proceeded to hump me, rubbing her clit on my cock head and kissing me. I knew I would not last long.
My prostate went mad shuddering and quivering and my cock was paralyzed at the agonizingly blissful stimulation. The more she rubbed the more insane for release I became. I began to parry the humping of her pelvis with the thrusting of my own against her. I slid my cock shaft back and forth across her clit like my cock was a bow playing an exquisite cello. We danced together, pelvis to pelvis cunt to cock humping to the music only we could hear.
As we danced the sinuous tango of lustful pleasure I ground my cock against her and thrust my cock head deep into her as she pressed against me to feel every inch of me inside her. She spread the cream of her lust on my cock shaft as she closed her eyes to savor the sensations my cock stirred in her pussy; the sliding of my cock against her pussy opening was making squishing noises. I hoarsely groaned that I was cumming as I my cock lurched and regurgitated a whole nights collected cum all over her pussy opening. The slippery vulgar cream that I had injected on her pussy mouth made my cock a very slippery runway for her clit. So as my cock softened she rubbed her clit hard against it until she stiffened and shuddered and embraced me as orgasm drilled into her sodden pussy.
I don’t have the money of Bill Gates or the power and prestige of a millionaire, but I have something that none of them has…experiences like the one I just had. I am so lucky.
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