Fantasy and erotic imagery provide a great deal of the fuel that powers my mmo sessions. When prostate spasms are pounding indescribable pleasure into my anal canal and my anus is flexing and opening like a baby bird begging for food, the echoes of orgasmic rapture reverberate in my pelvis and make my cock lurch and drool precum. Being suspending in orgasmic rapture for the extended time that a session takes allows for my erotic fantasies to run wild, reaching the outer limits of my normal responsible behavior to that finite border where my lurid imagination touches the sensual reality of my memory. It is at that razor thin boundary that my fantasies are so incredibly hot that they drive my mmo’s to the limits of my ability to experience pleasure. The excruciating ecstasy that grips my entire pelvis and groin pushes my mind further and further into the lurid and forbidden side of my thoughts. Those chains of relentless chains of orgasms lift my consciousness out of my body and place me in fantasies that are seemingly not anything that I would do … or maybe I would.
I have only had a few sexual encounters with men. They were very erotic; I have experienced the sexual heat of a man’s passion and I have harvested the cream of that passion to savor it and taste it. I have held a mans engorged cock in my mouth as it desperately ached to release his pleasure onto the sucking heat of my tongue. That memory and other lewd and lascivious sex acts I did with my male erotic liaisons provides the reality anchor that draws my mind to that finite border of fantasy.