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The following massage was awesome. In the end I was stroking the nipples for long. When your hands stop and headed to another part of my body, I asked her again and she did acariciármelos with eyes closed and when opened, I smiled and asked:

- How am I doing? - And still trabajándomelos.

Never in my life I felt an extraordinary sensation. To me it's more intense orgasm and can last indefinitely. Apparently, so I said, men after a while longer and do not resist the urge to run. I can be hours. But we must know it. It must be a very soft, with the fingertips, sometimes touching, rocking the other end, while other touch and moving circularly. The important thing is the smoothness and rhythm. If as you do (if they do well) close my eyes and put your mind in the colon of pleasure, it gives you the feeling that it's your body as a whole, which has the feeling and at times you feel connected the stars, the cosmos. At the same time, you feel much pleasure in the penis, which most likely will be erect, but if caressing the nipples last a long time, the erection decreases until it rests on the testicles, although a small boost in the pelvis rises an inch until he falls back when you stop applying force. If you do not get to cum, the penis has generated much liquid as you discover when you have finished completely wet thighs.

When I rose from the table that day, and it was time for the card, before we parted, I told him that was wonderful and I only had failed to cum, because I had a feeling of internal tremor and taste in the penis, which had forced me to masturbate while I showered.

- If you want to do it on the table, do it. Some do-factly told me. But do not ask me what I do.

- Why do you give so much hesitation?

- No objection. It's a safety issue. At the beginning of massage, she did, because otherwise, customers will not come back. But sometimes I met people who became aggressive, trying to get me hand or naked, and I got scared. So I do not, customers know and respect me. There are many customers who do not need the massage caressing touches to the final only to finish the massage, the customers I have, most I asked. But others like you, like petting, but not necessarily in the nipples, you know that when the time can masturbate without problems.

- I've never masturbated in front of anyone, 'I said. I think I would be embarrassed to do it in front of you.

- Try it ... You may want to do it face down, tell me and I put you under a rubber and body movement ejaculate with great stealth. Some prefer it that way, others do on your back with your hand and not worry, trust me. Two of them even ask me to look when they are doing and I am well pleased. I tell you, I'm no prude, is a security problem.

I tried following the massage. When I was rubbing her stomach, told me to wear rubber. It was like a Spontex, but tight, she washed with bleach, as he said after each use. He had several colors, which made me understand that their use was not so rare. It made me put my arms under the forehead and as I moved my butt up and down, she wanted my nipples and stroked from behind. If it takes longer to run, which was not often, Rachel spent a hand to move the buttocks and the other continued with a chest. So, week after week, was a game understood. She was professional, I dreamed at night.

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So yeah, I stole the title to Mancolm Lowry. So far we have talked about orgasms, "standards". Today I will discuss some way to get one that feels differently, and that applies both the pa pal boy and girl. In fact, taught me my cousin when we were not both even and adolescents ...

Maybe I'm explaining the obvious to many that you read me, it's not for everybody, because some friend with whom I spoke had not ever experienced. And the truth is I was delighted.

Because the technique requires a shower. It is necessary that the artichoke can be removed (note the rubber ring seal does, do not go out alone, but if it comes when you open the water).

And YaST, disassembled the shower with the hose alone, you become the dash where you like best - better than with all the pressure, valve closed environment, which can hurt - and you will notice right away the stress of orgasm. I have no idea what women feel, nor men, if what I feel, even without an erection, just the feeling of impending orgasm, and when the doctor I went looking for something in the prostate.

Of course, despite this feeling that is almost, I think it is necessary to have an erection, but at that moment, then, starts an orgasm, "different." Probably different because there is nothing to distract us, no other person, no rubbing of the skin, there is no movement. All the excitement is produced by the continuous water jet. And consequently, all the sexual energy is concentrated in the prostate. You feel the tension inside yourself, until it is released.

Sometimes an orgasm is as always a release in a half dozen contractions, but once is a single contraction, much longer, much more intense as if they were all together in a single sum of all of them ... and then ejaculation is like lava out of a volcano, a thick and continuous stream. One is low (rather, one is) an erupting volcano, a river of semen. And it feels like, while the prostate shrinks, the pleasure spreads throughout the body. I feel as if time stopped, the orgasm lasts much longer, and I left relaxed for several days ...

and for you the same, but my cousin showed me not to shower, but with jet tub. The position was a bit grotesque, thinking now, she lay in the tub, legs spread flat on the tiles, while the jet he was right there, but I assure you that if you have not you look 12 years both in posture, but in the triangle that you are seeing so much detail for the first time, and that you have marked, without knowing you forever.

And when I see my cousin, I wonder if she still remembers ...

For as we said yesterday, after the experience with the doctor, I decided to go deeper into the issue of prostate, which looked in the classified ads "prostate massage". Overall, if a doctor making me a DRE, without preliminary loving, had been about to cum, which was not going to happen with a skilled masseur.

Already at the appointment, I asked if I wanted one or a masseuse. That was a question that I've never been, but of course we began to get into choppy waters. I opted for a massage, although it is likely that a masseuse knew more of those things.

And I got there, an apartment a block of flats, I always share the elevator crashes in these places with the mother who came with their children to School, and who knows perfectly the floor, where I'm going and why, but good.

I call, I look through the peephole, I opened the door very start a madam with naked and half naked. You came to the session maso? it does not ... oh, you came just for that massage! (The "only" do not know if it bothered me or put me at ease, could be that he had come alone (ie unaccompanied) or solo (only).

In any case, I was there, I pose a room with leather masks on the wall, whip some cornered red lights, red walls (not to be saw the blood?). He asked me to undress and throw me out on the stretcher. There was the traditional walk to the massage to choose from Tatiana, Vanessa and Monica, but did not crack the whip to hurry me.

He left the room, I lay on the stretcher, and there came a girl. He started at the shoulders, at 20 seconds was in the buttocks, at 30 I was fingering my ass. Like, I wonder? it seemed obvious that proved it. I have ever done this massage? I did not. Okay, it is done with this. And shows me a strange tool, attached here. The truth is that I was a little ecs ... but I said not to worry, that he wore a condom.

The truth is that when I write this, and look for the photo, and I remember the place and the situation certainly find it quite how to say? unedifying?, vulgar? even rude? Like the other posts might like or not, I think many, and some would like to share the situations described in them, in this case I would say that is not an experience you feel like repeating, nor I, nor probably those you follow this blog.

So the girl slipped a condom on the vibrator, the lubricant bath, told me to relax, and with one hand I was touching her ass with the other I was putting balls. Was not particularly pleasant or unpleasant either, rather rare. He reached inside (it seemed to me that I had placed two meters of balls, like the time I had a colonoscopy (now that's a story!), But not. There were to be two meters, but 15 cm easy. Well, he started moving around, and my truth is that I was a bit like it was so erotic or exciting as scratching the knee, ie very little.

Well, being a vibrator started it. And that was the last straw and I went around tickling the underbelly, and a total concentration. I started a spiritual journey, but not to the seventh heaven, if not to duplicate the personality. I left my body and I was hanging from the ceiling, as Gregor Samsa, looking at me, lying on a stretcher in a room decorated with red maso, but that was not bad, which gave me the laugh was seeing me there, the ass in pomp. And the sense of ridicule was stronger, my double refund my body to immediately ask the girl to pass to more conventional activities.

And the truth is that the other times I've tried prostate massage is always at hand, the finger of loving people, not a cabinet minister at specialist but instead are sweet and loving, but still, I did not like . I have not reached orgasm, not even close to him, and after a little while the finger was bothering me and ended the test.

And this has been my experience. I have a question that I have any need to lift, and if a prostate massage actually performed by a professional hand and would be an extraordinary experience, a true spiritual journey into the depths of sex and pleasure. But the truth, I do not want to retest.

Warning: this post I will put pictures that have nothing to do with what you mean, but I like, by example is (sorry for nails, of course!). Why put a picture of the prostate as breaking the story, moreover, is neither beautiful nor interesting, and you all know what it is and where it is, which, incidentally, shows that nature is very bad, because ... by what the f *** was going to put in place so inaccessible?

Well as I said, after he or Vania Tania taught me, both sitting in a car stopped in a parking lot in the dark, unknown landscapes, I liked what I learned. And when one partner and wiser. It must be said then, before the internet, sexual outreach programs on TV, and especially before the Cosmopolitan (As back to your man crazy in bed, or his ten points secrets), all we were much more ignorant. We had seen them all (at least the men) a lot of dirty magazines and we seemed to know everything, but when your partner's hands were lost, which we closed legs a Santa Maria Goretti anyone frightened by what they could think.

For after the passage of Tania, I opened them. Not only off his hand with a sweet researcher Noli me Tangere, if I was moving in his direction, pushed her in some way.

And I started full culturizar shamelessness, that if men have other erogenous zones, if the male G-spot ... where does it say it is? There?

But the truth is that I did not dare to look. Ment, one day I tried to find them myself, and if I had video camera I swear that I hang here, and gives us all laugh. I was going to not know what sexual self-help text, looking at the photos in which a man sitting with his back apouyada on a wall, introducing the finger to reach the prostate, and I remember the day when I tried to autofellatio ( I must say that either one is well armed, or is very flexible, the men of Iberia aircraft size - short, dark and bad milk - we do not reach . For that, there I was, looking at photos, trying to emulate the stance of the book, until I came to the conclusion that the photos had hired a Chinese contortionist, and prostate, at least his own, was elusive.

But still did not take the plunge.

I loved that my partner's body through me, opened my legs at the slightest hint or even without it, I ran as soon as I passed the finger in the ass ... but inside? No!

Until ...

Until I went to the doctor for these reviews and annual oil changes we should make the men from the 45, and the doctor, instead of prescribing the analysis directly, he says: Take off your pants, shorts, you can stop wearing the shirt , lie on the table is there behind the screen.

¿?

I did. The doctor arrives, puts on a glove, finger smeared with some good pasta, I opened my legs and sticks his finger up his ass to the navel. And it begins to move up and down that area. And I felt (yes, I know it is wrong to say it, it was a medical review), completely de-energized, thus, cold, and without any preliminary or looks, no kisses, the same feeling after orgasm. The internal tension that spoke in another post, the step immediately preceding the start of orgasm, when it can not be stopped.

and that without an erection, with nothing in a medical act!. No more touch, he said he had not found anything (no, but I do), put me on the analysis, and I kept wanting to know more.

And I thought, again, to learn there is also relying on professionals. And back to three weeks a new medical examination seemed to me an excess that could endanger Social Security (apart from frustration more than likely), look on the other hand, classified ads, all kinds of massage: Burmese, Greek, French without, prostate ... that's mine.

I phoned ...

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And the black and white picture has little to do with the post, but I like it.

Hesitated between that and this, I put the play of lights and shadows of the speaker's post self shots, why else? but also note this photo in another post.

Yesterday we saw the climax of a lifetime. Do not disregard, is made with love. With more or less technical, more or less sensitivity or wisdom, but done with love. And this is very important.

And that orgasm is what generates the beloved, with his body, his hands, focusing on our penis. It is placed in position, if the hands, well filled with oil, please takes us by a sensitive (but not the most sensitive) of our anatomy of man, and good hands, along with the movements of your body causes orgasm.

This is what I baptized (not that wrong to baptize orgasms) yesterday as epidermal orgasm (no, not Epidemic, epidermal, although outbreaks, if any, Hayles, commented the other day)

Well, today commented, orgasms epidemic occur, sometimes in orgies, where there are a couple very excited, she's screaming and shouting encouraging them to another couple, and finally there is a chorus of women who are not exactly medieval mourners to funerals, though sometimes it seems that they are killing. It should be something that encourages your partner, which is accelerating the pace until taut, and is exhausted. He does not always, but when he unwittingly comes to getting a situation also. If done well (well, that I know of no previous training is needed chance) is a kind of collective orgasm, good natured. It's almost like an exercise in synchronized swimming. And it's orgasmic cries that have an effect known as the animal in heat (well, of course)

And back to our epidermal orgasm, this is the only thing I knew, I must say to my shame, to be a middle-aged man (meaning as thirty advanced). And not for lack of companions with whom to play, as the French say "au jeu de la bête à deux two," the game of bug two backs, but by shared inexperience.

But, as for repairing an engine is best to call a biker, or to fix a shoe, Zapatero, depending on activities, better resort to Tania, or a Vania, or a Sonia. I remember as his was today, I came to my town, after driving 900 km in the summer before they had air conditioning and cars came, why deny it, hot and s warranty.

Indeed, at home waiting for me (probably sleeping) my wife. I was going to wake up? I found it convenient to perform an act of charity, let the sleeping bed.

I should not be the only one sitting many hours driving increases libido, because the entrance of my town there is an area where all the Vanias the Velia, the Sonias and Tania, and I thought ... we will not go bothering the missus, a quick straw in the same car, and gets a more rested, better mood, and unwilling to demand conjugal duty, so that's good for the family coexistence.

So I stopped in front of either, I negotiated the services, I did not want any eccentricity, and French were on a condom. Almost "menu of the day." He climbs into the car, leads me to a parking lot full of cars, all with lights, all with a person sitting behind the wheel and another bent on it. And there I parked myself on drums. Vania took off her tits, while down on me, I became very functional in form, with one hand and pulled the condom from its holster, placed it in his mouth, and I wore the condom, all in one.

I was at a professional

And then, his fingers with long nails, I can not recall without a shudder, rather than keep my cock down to the eggs, rozandolos above, as I later learned was called a sensitive. Abri legs a bit, to let him pass, until she reached the perineum. There, in that area, he pressed inward. It was as if suddenly I had as an electrode. My body contracted, I would say that I lost all encompassing feeling of his mouth my cock was like a thousand fingers, like a thousand hands I squeeze inside.

Vania had a direct line to where it generates the orgasm, the very center of my body. It did not take any more, the shift in sensitivity that we saw yesterday, the surface of the penis into the interior had not existed. It was not a brush, it was not a massage, it was a pressure on the penis (for those who want to find out, it's easy, because you can, below the testicles, penis that enters the body. Is there ). Some say that's not exactly on the axis of symmetry, but is a bit lopsided. I do not know.

I know that orgasm that seemed to come from a different place, there was no need for both prologue in both up and down, so much gibberish. It was almost instantaneous. Struck a magical short-circuited the whole mechanism to the trigger point taking it without waiting. And a shot much deeper, more relaxing, an orgasm that seemed to never end, my body was drained without seeing the end. That came, as it comes around, but I left in another galaxy. And some of my body was there, (no, not condoms, full as ever), but an insatiable curiosity.

I arrived home with a smile

Carl, are you? I'm sleeping

- Do not worry, I shower and go to sleep I also, I get tired. And it's hot

the previous post

Well, yes, there is little literature on how the male orgasm, how it feels, and especially if there are different types.

Because it seems that the male orgasm is ejaculation. And no.

Oh, and for that you wonder what makes the picture here is that if a girl has nothing to do, it's cute that a guy running, do you want to tell you!

For men (or at least me, others, no idea, never talked about it) we have different types of orgasms, depending on the day, the moment, the desire, but mostly the kind of excitement, where it occurs, if only in the penis (or dick, or cock) or is fucking, when the feelings involved and the pleasure of another, depends on whether or not touching the perineum, in the ass ... it's completely different if rather than movements in the penis, continuous excitation is used, such as jet shower.

But do simple things, and I think most enlightening, starting an orgasm produced epidermal ie, skin to skin. Not to introduce uncontrolled variables (smells, tastes, feelings ), Assume that orgasm occurs in a bed or lying on a stretcher, while we, or our boyfriend or girlfriend, your hands well greased with oil, is touching us (to clarify the vocabulary, with a straw)

There it is clear that the only thing that comes into consideration is the touch of your hands, rub the oil, and eventually the noise as well as wet.

We skipped the preliminaries and directly put in a situation: we are already close to orgasm, but have not yet begun. We have the senses to the surface, but by this time we have closed our eyes and it seems that all our sensitivity is a very specific part of our body, I would say that the ring is at the top of the penis . Just feel that part of our body, a tension that is growing.

Then suddenly, as if playing sports for the first time and realizes that he feels some muscles I did not know I had this feeling in the penis exacerbated senses, which was completely superficial, moved inland, to the underbelly. We feel like we hold inside, it's hard to explain, is like a light inside. We already feel that we can not stop, that orgasm is there, ready.

We could say that at this moment, when the man feels that orgasm is imminent and unstoppable (after may be nothing, also spoke of those orgasms as wet gunpowder), the orgasm has begun. No pleasure, orgasm. If you look good, you will see that at this time tighten the legs, engarfian the toes, some people told me that the eyes are also a reflex. For my part I think I close.

We, as the warmth in the groin, and not much more than a few seconds, ie, two or three movements continue the excitement is when the lighting, heat, the tension felt in the lower abdomen (it should be, I suppose, something as prosaic as a contraction of the prostate) can no longer make anymore.

We can not outlast? for I tell you, kid, when I had orgasms without knowing what they were, for example nocturnal emissions, which, incidentally, are a crap, I thought I had peed. Because I believe that the sensation of urgency, can not endure, is identical.

Now you differentiate the urgency of orgasm from the other, but that I think is learned, not innate.

This urge comes you can not hold, and released. It gets the whole body a few times, but practically ejaculated without realizing what is happening in the penis, because all feeling inside, it was a ball of light in the pubic area is transformed into a global illumination ( although larger or smaller depending on the situation, you can cover the lower abdomen and thighs, penis plus, of course, occupy the entire body or talk about it in another post), the body tightens and loosens uncontrollably as the pulse internal transform into six or seven spurts expelled.

No more orgasm? I think not, although nothing is expelled, the contractions continue, decreasing, and hence an expert lover (or a masseuse wise) may not stop immediately, if not to continue with the excitement, that if a more slow and deep. And if he can do, can prolong the orgasm a few seconds.

another day continued with the extended orgasm ..

post the following

A teenager I learned that women had two types of orgasms, the "good" is the vagina, and the "bad", which is the clitoris. Years passed, the sexual revolution happened, and suddenly we heard no orgasms "good" orgasms "bad", there are orgasms and lack thereof. Accepting that our women, couples, wives, encounters, lovers, girlfriends, affairs, friends when they were saying oh, ayy, more, do not stop, could be the male had just hoping that we were sweaty and leave us in peace, it was tough.

But is that deconstruction as it is now called the orgasm does not end here. Suddenly, a stroke and they say: "There is no vaginal orgasm." When there is always clitoral. Mande? but if I do not know where that is! there is no such thing as a vaginal orgasm. They say the feminists, who are most knowledgeable about it, and you've done wrong life. But if Purita seemed to like it! Might like, but the blows you gave your pelvis to the pelvis of it! or by rubbing almost involuntary, almost remanguillé your dick on her clit. Can not be, could not be. Let those who stirred up the neighborhood shouting that the time was the same as us, giving replicas through the open windows, that wet bed, and not sweat, those nipples were swollen from the blows of bones, as if we were sheep and not by the softness of my body on yours ... Something was wrong.

So I called my advisers quickly. And I made a quick reference, as in the voting so-called "exit polls consultation," as well, but in "consultation at the bedside." There were (not together and turns, one is a scientist, not a Superman) Marujita Cuquita and, of course, Purita. So while they catch their breath and lit the cigarette I asked them if that was true, if it could be like we were all wrong, us and them from Freud, and there was only one type of orgasm, which was the same whether it rode them with their fingers in the vein of taste or a dildo in the chichi (let's call things by their name, enough of medical terms, clitoris, vaginas ... here Pepitilla vein of taste, chichi, clams, almejilla) . And baffled discovery, they did not use dildos, vibrators used, which did not help my pride sietemachos.

But I also said that it was not an orgasm with vibrator up an orgasm with a man inside. That feeling was completely different. Of course that did not invalidate the theory of friction, or shock pubic. It could also happen that in the chichi cock was like the catalyst in a chemical reaction, accelerates, or makes possible, without intervening. He also was a blow to my pride.

So that the doctrine was seen floating, and there was no consensus, I began to search the network for different types of orgasm, I learned a lot, I ballooned to view photos and videos, because it is an issue whose study like equally doctors, philosophers, priests, and varied beasts of fur.

But (and every rose has its thorn) studies of orgasm are not parity, at least until Zapatero intervene. There are thousands of pages of orgasm in women, porn sites and pages will be thousands of figures in both (in some more pictures, in others PowerPoint presentation).

Thousands of studies and websites on women's orgasm, the multi-orgasmic, the squirting, the G-spot, but very little of men. The truth is that I have been unable to find references. Photos of guys running if many, but detailed descriptions of the types of orgasm in men (if they exist), I do not know it.

Sure it makes sense, and sorry for the self-reference, but we are in the same situation we were talking about biased statistics in the post of pastors Anabaptists. And the doctors, until relatively recently, were mostly men. And therefore, it was reasonable to consider carefully, circumspection and scientific interest the female orgasm. It would have been wrong to apply a scholarship for the study of orgasm in graduate students. That sounds really interesting study in the students? because that is what they did. And of those born sludge powders.

Apparently there is little written on it, and while the researchers do not put your hands (and never better employee) to work, I propose, with great spirit of sacrifice to develop my own flesh the scientific study of the male orgasm (when they without photos), so that when a researcher decides to attack the problem already has a scientific body to start your study.

So we will start shortly with the taxonomy of the male orgasm. Not that we have two classes, I think we're richer than that.