Pressure and Pain  

HoaryCronySlimy 35M
243 posts
5/20/2006 6:38 pm

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7/24/2006 3:33 pm

Pressure and Pain

It has finally stopped raining...the wind has gone still and the trees no longer quake.

It is only a temporary peace...soon another thunderstorm will arrive and transfix me with its beauty...to send shivers up my spine with its divine power.

I wait for it...patiently...but not without anticipation. I feel myself growing down there, between my legs...as if the energy in the air were stroking me slowly. So soft that I can barely detect its touch.

Even as I write this, my cock presses painfully against my jeans, throbbing...pushing to be freed. Before long it feels like it is halfway down my leg, so warm and so thick.

I think of my secret playmate...I could almost feel her thinking of me, like our thoughts were simple energy...conducted between these giant clouds before grounding within each other.

I feel like I am going to burst. I reach down and grasp its thickness with my shaking hand, but I mustn't... I know that it will hurt. The injury from my girlfriends teeth still keeps me even from pleasuring myself. How much more can I take?

I have not tasted sweet pussy for weeks now, and I could swear that I am dying from malnourishment. I need that thick, heady taste coating my throat with waves of sticky female cum.

My girlfriend will not let me please her with my tongue, she prefers penetration because of the fact that we ALWAYS cum together, and her orgasms using this method have been known to make her pass out with sheer pleasure. She tells me that anything less is just torture, so I am not allowed to touch.

I try to hide how much that hurts with a laugh, and I think fondly of my sweet lunar playmate once more; how she relished my tongue working her, plunging deep and then licking shallow...how she lay helpless and happy upon the bed in my empty condo, trembling with bliss for so very long.

I ache for touch...to be needed...to satisfy...

Todays Point:

When a man is injured in that special place, pleasing a woman in other ways may be the only thing that can make him feel connected to his sexuality again. For me...it seems that ANY form of sexual contact, even without having an orgasm...would be FAR better than this sexual equivalent to solitary confinement. What do you guys think?



HoaryCronySlimy 35M
169 posts
5/21/2006 7:03 pm

Woohoo! Good to know I am not the only one who feels this way. Thanks for dropping by MZ!


HoaryCronySlimy 35M
169 posts
6/29/2006 4:48 pm

    Quoting sweetbabydee07:
    Torture can be sweet too. And I think your girlfriend sounds a bit selfish.
Ahh Thank you! It's good to have objective opinions on these issues.

I have a propensity for blaming myself even when I am obviously not the source of a problem. I remember watching "From Dusk till Dawn", the old guy says something like:

"There comes a time in every man's life when he must ask himself...Am I a Fool?"

Perhaps I overlooked the fact that, when one asks that question too often, he becomes a fool by default.

LOL

Thanks for responding on this one Dee,


SavorSensations 33F

7/24/2006 3:26 am

I can relate to you on this one. When I was having some issues "down there", I tried being sexual with my ex. He was such a fucking dick about it, even when I would suck his cock without getting or expecting anything in return. I needed something to feel like myself again. Sex is such a big part of my life. I felt empty, devoid of meaning, useless. Not having a job didn't help that feeling either. I dunno... I guess that we both know what it's like.


HoaryCronySlimy 35M
169 posts
7/24/2006 3:33 pm

    Quoting SavorSensations:
    I can relate to you on this one. When I was having some issues "down there", I tried being sexual with my ex. He was such a fucking dick about it, even when I would suck his cock without getting or expecting anything in return. I needed something to feel like myself again. Sex is such a big part of my life. I felt empty, devoid of meaning, useless. Not having a job didn't help that feeling either. I dunno... I guess that we both know what it's like.
Aye, I suppose that is it in a nutshell:

Feeling useless...

This is one of those fears that will haunt most of us through our entire lives, and I suppose each of us must learn to deal with it in our own way. One thing is for sure, having a kind and understanding lover would definitely help.


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