The Grand Experiment.
I have quite the interest in orgasms – yours and mine truth be told. For the purposes of this post, it is my orgasm we are talking about today.
If pleasure were a sound it would be that small sigh that escapes from between your lips. Those same lips that you might find yourself biting without even realising it.
Even writing this post I find I am still aroused from The Experiment which started over two hours ago now. I will find a way to share my findings later but for now I thought you might be interested in today’s events that led up to the beginning of The Great Unravelling.
I have the ability to gush without touching myself. This would usually take place after having a lot of sex or when I am at my most aroused. It isn’t something I have paid any nevermind to in the past wee while.
Today I decided to conduct an experiment. Without any outside stimulation – without any real thought – could I make myself gush just using my Kegel muscles and sheer willpower. The answer? Yes.
I grabbed a towel, put panties on – I didn’t want to risk soaking my bed – and there I lay. I didn’t give myself time to think about some depraved fantasy that would make a priest snarl.
I gushed. And gushed. I stopped. I started. I had full control. Even half an hour later I could just gush again. And again. Here I am two hours later and I know if someone were to tell me to cum – I would cum all over my thighs.
Am I aroused too often? Je ne sais pas. I haven’t even started yet! xx