feast or famine

Well, life is nothing if not unbalanced. After being denied the better part of two months and teased crazy, I have now gotten to come three weeks in a row. The first one was incredible. After being denied so long, my body was desperate. Mongojerry tied my arms over my head to a door and teased me until I was begging as sincerely as I ever have. When he finally let me climax I just screamed with the release--it really was ecstasy. Ironically, I was still rarin' to go even when the session was over. And have been allowed to come each week since then.

Incidentally, my orgasms have completely changed. I appear to have become multi-orgasmic--something I swore was impossible for me. Originally I was done, done, done after a single climax, even if not the best one. Eventually, Mongojerry got me able to build again for serial orgasms. Now I can't count them--I ride on a single multi-peaked crest that seems to keep building. I come to some kind of climax, but instead of coming back down, just keep going up. It is an incredible experience!

Now all we need is to figure out our complicated lives to let us have sex more often! This 1-2 times a week, just is not enough!

--t