As usual, I’ve started with a simple question in my head but ended up rambling on, wandering of; and then talking about a shared experience. There is a question somewhere in it all but if you’re easily bored, click back to the forum now 
ops: “The male orgasmâ€
Myth or reality ?
Before we start, I make a very clear distinction between ejaculation cumming and what I call the “male orgasmâ€
I know every “cum†can be different. In depth, intensity, and duration; and that the amount of jizz can vary. In fact, yesterday’s didn’t include any jizz at all. And I didn’t feel particularly “jizzed-out†as I sometimes have to confess to being by the end of some weekends :oops: (C’mon – I’m 45, smoke too much and she’s a horny 30yo that’s not very tall. You do the maths.
)And I’m not talking about the ones that start off in your toes and work their way up to the cock, then make your eyes pop. Nor the “dry cumming†thing.
What I’m talking about is the whole body and mind thing. That can seem so unending.
The “happening†yesterday was so intense that a few minutes after, during the post-coital snuggle, HLB seemed to find it necessary to ask “Are you okay ?†“What’s wrong?†You’re still making sex noises ???†And of course, by now she’s doing the blokey thing and has rolled over, started to snuggle and be ready for sleep. I actually had to get out of bed, and came downstairs for a cup of tea and a smoke. Had I stayed where I was, I would have disturbed her to the point she couldn’t have nodded off.
What happened ?
Well, we were lying in bed, snuggling and just chatting. It was after 11pm on a (technically) school night. Sex wasn’t really on the agenda for either of us – unless she was being a little coy
Genital fondling
I have a habit of cock fondling. Particularly as I drift off to sleep. It has very little to do with wanking, or indeed sex at all. Sometimes I’ll get a physical hard on, but not the usual accompanying sexual arousal. And the hard on will subside if it doesn’t turn into a wank :oops: The best way I’ve ever had it described was when MK III likened it to a comfort blanket :oops: I’m sure many men will relate to what I’m talking about.
Anyway. I also adore it when someone I’m very close to, does it for/to me. To the point that I’ve said in the past “Just ignore the hard on, it’ll pass in a few minutesâ€
In HLB, I’ve found someone that I’m so “close†to – I enjoy doing it to/for her. That in itself is quite unusual.
Another habit of mine/ours is to sometimes in a very relaxed way, lick the pussy/suck the cock, almost non-sexual, until the person receiving starts to drift off to sleep; without us actually shagging. We’ve always failed by the way :oops:
Sooooo . . . .
There we were last night. We’ve had a good amount of good sex over the weekend. Some sexy/pervy. Some very loving. Made a little more HLBPorn. Spent time together and on each get the picture. We’re now laid in bed. Snuggling and chatting about nothing really. Thoughts turn to the end of the weekend, beginning of the working week. “Reality†if you will.
HLB is on her back, I’m on my side facing her, sort of in the spooning position. She puts her legs over my bent knees, as she often does. And we carry on chatting. I put my arm across to stroke her as I often do. But avoid the nipples and sex feeling of the titties. And as often happens my hand finds it’s way to her nether regions. Neither of us being particularly sexually aroused. And I start to “clit fondle†her in the comfort blanket sort of way.. Very slowly and gently, almost wanking the girlycock.
After a few minutes I notice (subconsciously I think) that although not overtly sexually aroused, she begins to have the first signs of a girly hard on.
In keeping with the very relaxed and lovey atmosphere I shuffle round a little and head south and begin what I intend to be licking her to sleep.
I fail – miserably. In intent.
Eventually it turns into shagging
But after a while, it becomes sort of “different†– Although I’m doing the in and out shagging thing, something is happening to my whole body. I have a sensation throughout my body. Inside and out. I can’t hear anything. My vision goes haywire. I can’t breath properly (not in a smokers way) My whole being feels like jelly, yet firm, rigid. I don’t actually know how it appears to be or is, but it just feels so. My head feels “weirdâ€
I have to stop ! !
I had just experienced the deepest, most intense, whole body, and being; orgasm of my entire life.
Again, I make the very clear distinction between cumming/jazzing/ejaculation – and orgasm.
Does anyone else see the difference ?
Or am I just unfortunate that I don’t have them everyday ?
Or am I just barking mad
Will I get a
when she comes home and reads this ?? 
It was a feeling of complete loss of control and left me feeling (I am going to regret saying this :lol2: ) wierd :?
There was a guy with a very talented tongue who very almost did the trick- but he had a metal pin in his leg & got cramp at just the wrong moment! Double :x
) His heart was racing so much he thought he was having palpatations and he was out of breath foir ages.
