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First Vaginal Orgasm

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First Vaginal Orgasm — Ladies, Listen Up!

So much of my life has been spent trying to lose the baggage that held me back sexually. I was determined from my teen years to find a way to discover the sexual being I was meant to be. This basically meant that I had to assume everything my parents ever told me was a lie. Of course, I read everything I could get my hands on about sex, sexuality, sexual technique, statistics about arousal and orgasm, and volumes of other people’s fantasies. Still, I had never been able to cum just from having a cock or a dildo inside me. It frustrated the heck out of me. So many men seemed disgusted with me because I could not manage to do this; they acted as though I had cheated them, even though I had given them all that I to give, and then some. It wasn’t enough that I enjoyed what we did, and came when they sucked my clit; they felt I was holding something back if I couldn’t cum while fucking. Unfortunately, making me feel inadequate didn’t help the situation at all.

I thought that somehow, I would just stumble onto the answer by trial and error, which was one of the chief ways I had learned about sex in the first place. I tried being promiscuous in order to get a lot of experiences, but I still had not found the answer, and I even tried 10 years of celibacy, swearing that I would not have another sexual encounter until I had lost every bit of my emotional baggage and was in a position to truly enjoy it.

After 10 years of no sex at all except what my fingers and my vibrators could provide, I woke up one morning at age 34 and suddenly sex made sense to me. I kid you not. I woke up feeling no guilt, no fear, and very much alive! I probably had some incredibly profound dream that I did not remember, prompting me to finally put the pieces together and wake up sexually sane. I also probably got my hormones on straight for the first time in my life, and emerged as the lusty woman I have always been underneath all the baggage.

I decided I needed a boyfriend in order to test out my feeling of sexual wholeness. I had not come out to myself as a bisexual, so I wasn’t inclined to search for a girlfriend just then; that would come a couple of years later. I had been so totally out of the loop for so very long that I didn’t have a clue where to begin looking for a man to date.

Fortunately, I had been working on my Bachelors degree (the second attempt), so I was in college and surrounded by men. Unfortunately, I was nearly 35, a BBW, bakırköy escort and most of them were slender and 10 or 15 years younger than I was. None of them ever gave me the tiniest hint that he was attracted to me; so my university seemed to be terribly fallow ground.

Except for this one guy… Let’s call him Ralph. He was only about 9 years younger than I was. I volunteered as a tutor /helper for disabled students, and he was visually impaired. A Southern gentleman he seemed to me, single, extremely intelligent and with a good sense of humor. He was not the best-looking man in the world, but he had beautiful, unearthly eyes that flashed silvery in certain angles of light and changed color with his emotions; his hair was long, a thick, black, unruly mane coursing down his back. I was hooked.

We chatted as I helped him find his classes; I began to sense that his interest in me might be reciprocated. Eventually, he asked me out on a date, and I glowingly accepted. Of course, I drove! I can’t remember where we went or what we did, but I do recall we ended up at my apartment. We talked and talked; he smoked on my patio, and we discussed everything from God to politics and back to God again. Ralph finally leaned over and kissed me; I kissed him back, and he began to unbutton my blouse.

“Wait a second. Aren’t we moving kind of fast?” I asked him. He was not very pleased with the question, so we talked a little more about the implications of sex on a first date. What we seemed to conclude is that we were both adults; neither of us was a virgin; and since we both wanted each other, there was no compelling reason to go through the mind games of playing hard to get.

So we stripped, and we screwed, and we got into every position we could think of. At the end of it, he asked me about orgasms, which I had only managed to have when he went down on me. He wanted very much for me to have an orgasm while he was inside of me. I told him that had never happened, and I had come to terms with it by enjoying sex to the fullest, appreciating all the sensations I was having, and if I happened to have an orgasm that way, fine, and if I didn’t, I would have a great time anyway. What usually happened to me all of my sexual life was that I would get close to orgasm while fucking, closer and closer and closer, but I never quite found the secret of how to leap over that threshold of pleasure, into my full release. I enjoyed it anyway, and most men beşiktaş escort were good about going down on me to give me the release I craved. Either that, or there was always my fingers or vibrator after the guy left… so in my mind, I was doing OK.

The real problem was that I believed that the right man, with the right penis, would somehow magically grant me an orgasm. Sort of like the princess waiting alone in the tower for Prince Charming to rescue her. I didn’t realize that I had a lot of control over my own cumming… and responsibility for it as well.

He wasn’t content with my just “feeling good,” and kept reminding me that I really should have a cock-fucking orgasm. I kept letting him know that I was enjoying sex with him, and not to worry about it. But he kept dropping hints that he might soon become disinterested if I didn’t cum soon. Knowing what I know now, I would have dropped him like a stone, but I was a little lonely, more than a little desperate, and determined after 10 years that I would have a boyfriend, and I would fill in all the gaps that had existed in my life up to then.

We continued to see each other for a few more weeks, getting together for sex whenever we could. He had a very good understanding of female anatomy and sexual functioning, although he was not inclined to be all that loving or giving in bed. I suspected he would know if I faked an orgasm in the usual way, namely moaning and squirming and proclaiming that I had cum (that worked for most of the other men I had been with many years before). So I took great pains to find out what actually happens during an orgasm: the butterfly-wing contractions, the involuntary curling or spreading of the toes, and so forth. I practiced until I was nearly able to fool myself… and then one night, I tried out my brilliant fake technique on him.

He was inside me, pumping away in missionary position, his thickly curved cock rubbing me oh-so-deeply… I waited until I felt that place where I was rubbed almost to orgasm, almost to release… and then I squeezed my well-practiced vaginal muscles around his cock with all my might, curled my toes, and started butterfly-fluttering my pussy walls….

And I came!

I came with sweet thundering pulses in my groin! I came with my entire cunt throbbing! And it shocked me so deeply I was almost frightened! I was so completely taken aback with my sneak-attack orgasm, that he laughed at my reaction. We beylikdüzü escort fucked some more, and I came over and over again, marvelling at this strange new power I had. It wasn’t a matter of finding the right cock; it didn’t depend on waiting patiently for the right man to “give” me an orgasm. It didn’t depend entirely on the right position or the right rhythm. It all depended on me. If I wanted an orgasm, all I had to do was squeeze… while getting him to fuck me long enough to be aroused! Of course, it made sense — I just needed to do it backwards, non-conformist that I am. Instead of waiting for the orgasm to passively curl my toes, I needed to curl my own toes for myself and jump-start my pussy! There was nothing passive about orgasm at all, contrary to what I had been led to believe.

It was the best gift I had ever given to myself!

Well, my sex life improved radically after that night, but the relationship went steeply downhill. Ralph became very manipulative and more than a bit sadistic. The closer to actually being in love we became, the more controlling, demanding, and emotionally unavailable he became. He not only withheld the affection I knew he had for me, but he also deprived himself of sex, in order to withhold sex from me. It became very unhealthy for me, and I started to want out.

In retrospect, I have wondered at times if I ought to thank him for that first orgasm, but he had very little to do with it. He didn’t teach me how; he didn’t go out of his way to stimulate me, and in fact, the more I came, the more selfish he was in bed. It was almost as though his little ego trip of needing me to cum for his dick had backfired… and made him jealous instead of proud. He could have been a dildo inside me, for all he tried to help me climax; with the right information on my part, he could have been a carrot that my cunt was squeezing.

As much as he seemed to want me to believe he didn’t need me, and didn’t actually even like me, when I finally got sick of the way he treated me, he was devastated. He tried to ingratiate himself back into my life by dangling little bits of things he could teach me — just another controlling ploy — but I politely declined. I told him off once and only once, and I never allowed myself to cave in to him again.

And I never felt the need to fake with anyone else, ever again.

Well, I wasted no time at all finding new boyfriends, and even a couple of girlfriends. They have all marvelled at how many times I manage to cum! Sometimes, without even taking off my clothes! Anyone who wants to know my secret, I tell them. It’s something that should never have been a secret in the first place. Pussies of the world, squeeze tight! You have nothing to lose but your shame…and your frustration.


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