Just chiming in here regarding my Aneros experience after many, many years. For quite some time now, I have gotten to a point with my Aneros use where my sessions are quite enjoyable, I do look forward to them. I think I was always chasing after some sort of explosive “Big O” experience and am now just trying to enjoy my sessions *for what they are* *and* *not for they are not*. Leaving my expectations at the door.
After initial insertion, I do often get some really nice erotic feelings and what seems to be a swelling-like pressure on my prostate. This often is accompanied by a hard on and “sweet feelings”. This may last for a few minutes before dying down. If I relax, and concentrate on my fantasies I can get the feelings of pressure back and the aneros will get sucked deeper into me and I get heavy heartbeat with what then feels like sexy energy, excitement and pressure “percolating” up inside of me like electricity. This can increase in intensity along with rapid breathing and some Aneros wiggling and in-out movement- kind of like an erotic massage deep inside me. This is also acompanied by feelings of submission, out-of-control and helplessness- all of which are also pretty sexy in their own way. I may often vocalize all this with little yelps and moaning. This energy will continue rising for up to a minute, reach a sort of “crescendo” of muscle tension and then sadly peters-out/short-circuits as my anus muscles seem not able to sustain holding the aneros. If I relax again and delve into fantasy it will start to percolate back up.
This cycle will rise and fall like this about 4-5 times over an hour. It is enjoyable and “hot”, but after all is said and done leaves me feeling HORNY AS ALL HELL, unsatisfied, and without release. Pretty much just a severe case of Blue Balls. I know we’re not supposed to, but I then seriously need to shower off, spank it the old-fashioned way, and clean up.
I would rate the pleasure I feel during these sessions as, on a scale of 0-10 (with a traditional penile orgasm being a 10), around 5-6, but on a longer, more subtle, extended plateau. Like when sex is getting good and exciting, but before the final minute of no-return. It is enjoyable and interesting, but always feels like there is something more that is left to discover and/or enhance. Perhaps I am wrong here and setting myself of for unrealistic expectations coupled with disapointment.
Just curious what I seem to be experiencing at this point? Are these P-Waves? Mini-O’s? Or the fabled Prostate Orgasms themselves? So many definitions and terminolgy is thrown around in the forums that I don’t sometimes know what I have experienced (or not).
I know everyone’s experience is different and what is intensely pleasurable for one person might just be so-so for someone else. Having read some others testimonials here though, it seems there is still much more that the Aneros can do. Some describe the feeling of an intense, sustained, erect orgasm with strong penile contractions, but hands-free and completely dry. This certainly sounds pretty great and I would love to experience it! Maybe one day…
Just my thoughts at this point along the journey.
Author: donpelon415
Progress after 15 Years! (And Sore Abs)
I’ve been using the Aneros (on and off) for about 15 years. Many different models. I’d really just given up on it. I’d gotten some involuntaries, a hard on and mild “nice” feelings with the Aneros in the past, but never understood what all these other people were raving about. However, I tried the Helix Trident Syn for the 1st time and WOW: I really feel like I had a breakthrough session with it (Finally!)
But this time, I really felt something stronger against my prostate and tried hard not to be alarmed by the unexpected feelings the aneros produces. I think there was post about this called “Terror At The Gates” It’s easy to lose focus when these uncontrollable and new physical reactions suddenly take over our bodies. I just kept telling myself, *”Don’t be afraid” “It’s OK to be scared”* and the feelings just started to get more and more exhilarating.
In any case, my heart was pounding in its chest and the blood rushing in my ears as if I was gonna have a heart attack. The Helix Trident really moved against my prostate in a discernable way and I started to cover my mouth with my hand to stop the teenage girl squeals that I couldn’t help but vocalize. It was wild!