About twelve months ago, I said this:
… my orgasms are being weird with me. By [that], I mean that I am able to come, but it feels like an anti-climax. It’s more like my body goes into spasm and is done rather than all those wonderful waves of pleasure and goodness.
I can’t remember now how long that lasted: my body came back from that oddness without me really doing anything. I’m in that place again this past week. I have no idea why, but jesus fuck it’s frustrating.
A couple of things that might contribute: I usually masturbate daily, but I didn’t really masturbate at all when I was on holidays (people around 24/7). It shouldn’t make any difference, I mean it was only two weeks, so it seems ridiculous that it could have any impact (really body, you’re pouting after a couple of weeks of no orgasms?!). I’ve also been sick for coming up on three weeks now (yes, I had it THE WHOLE TIME I was on holidays… typical!). I’m hitting the tail end of it now, but maybe it’s making my body rebel.
Or maybe my body is just changing.
Related to the idea of my body changing, I know my sexual response IS changing. When bambi was here last year, two things were new:
- I’m normally a ‘come once and I’m done’ type: my sexual energy gets depleted and I lose interest. I don’t hit another peak after that. For that reason, if I want to come, I usually leave it right until the end. With bambi, it wasn’t like that. Part of it was obviously the amazingness and connection that he brought to our play and sex, but I also think part of it had to be coming from some change in me. I could keep the energy going so I didn’t lose interest once I’d come, and I COULD come more than once.
- Even though he hadn’t had time to really learn my body all that well, he could make me come more easily than I could. That has never been the case that I can recall. At best, it was even. But once when I had him tied up and helpless and I was trying for a second orgasm, *I had to untie him so he could do it* because he was better at it than I was. That was a kind of astounding revelation for me.
Either way, this body glitch is frustrating and I have a niggling fear that it’s going to stick (which would be fucking terrible!). I’m trying to be gentle with myself and coax my body back into normalcy. I figure if I get all antsy and angry, I will have a rebellion on my hands.
Maybe I just need someone to experiment with. It’s been waaayyy too long.
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When I have been sick for a week or two I struggle getting off, it’s uber annoying! I mean I have literally called my husband home to see if it was just me.. Lol. I do hope you get to feeling better. Perhaps you’ll hit a new high, maybe all of those missed orgasms will show up all at once. (:
*laugh* I love that you called your husband home to test it out.
If all the missed orgasms show up at once, I suspect I will have to peel myself off the ceiling! I’d be totally okay with that :P.
Ferns
Bummer. I am going through something that lets me relate to what you are going through. I can understand the frustration. Hang in there.
Would you like me to send you pictures of my naked armpits and elbows, Miss Ferns? Viagra for the ladies, so I’ve been told. :-)
@Puppington: I think your listening comprehension is flawed: Those ladies obviously said ‘naked abs and arse’. Silly puppy.
Ferns
@greg: It IS frustrating.
It’s also frigging cold here, so while I might otherwise spend some time naked and trying different things, that just isn’t an appealing option right now…
Ferns
I agree with Taylor, it’s only to be expected when you’ve been sick!
And you are braver than I. The two amazing scenes I wrote about recently were also curiously lacking in sensation Down There. The subspace was incredible and there was no problem with [cough] attraction, so I couldn’t figure it out, except of course when I started listing possible reasons they were in abundant supply. To make things even more baffling, I got hit by serious bolts of arousal all over the place from memories of the last scene, and yet I somehow don’t want to, er, bring them to their logical conclusion.
And unlike you I haven’t figured out how to write about this on my blog yet. Or even Twitter. So you are not alone in the predicament, only in guts. :)
By the way, finding a partner who can make you come better than you isGOLD. Congrats!
Our bodies are so interesting (and sometimes baffling and sometimes downright hateful!).
Thank you for the ‘me too’ing. I’m trying to be all zen about it and trust that I will get back to normal.
“By the way, finding a partner who can make you come better than you isGOLD. Congrats!”
*laugh* Well it was a brief liaison, so I have to find another gold medallist (spell check tells me that should be one ‘l’, but FUCK YOU SPELL CHECK!) now!
Ferns
Pop round I’ll sort that out for you in no time
*limbers up*
Coug
You are so kind, thank you!! I’ll be there shortly :).
Ferns
I had an orgasm once.
They’re overrated.
Don’t worry about it.
Bah! You are clearly not to be trusted on this matter!
Also, nice to see you *smile*.
Ferns
Your body is holding out on you, huh!? You should damn well teach it a lesson then. So 14 days on hols, 21 days sick plus whatever else since your post? You owe your body (or it owes you??) approximately 35 orgasms. Now, we don’t want you in intensive care so have this prescription for 1 x ‘selfie’ 3 x per day. (Yes, you will giggle every time you hear the phrase now)
If you need to self-medicate for longer than this then I’d suggest a silent encounter with a completely fuckable young stud. A gentle shhhh and a finger on his lips whilst inviting him to one of those long-remembered encounters that will ruin him for every future relationship.
http://girlschase.girlschaseinc.netdna-cdn.com/sites/default/files/images/woman_shushing_man.jpg
Or watch some Disney movies and forget about her downstairs.
Good luck with your endeavours
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