Remarkable times

Today is Friday, and D and I had a delightful hour-and-a-half in her car this morning before I went in to work. Though unstoned, it seemed as if we were - at any rate, the blowjob was unbelievable and D had me yelling through what was either a series of dry orgasms or one long dry orgasm with peaks and troughs (though the troughs were never shallow). I went down on her twice, and she sat on my face once, and I think each occasion produced multiple (ie, two or more) orgasms for her. Throw in some good straight fucking and a relatively brief but still very good ass-fuck, and you have as good a time as any two people could have in a Chrysler Pacifica between 9.00 and 10.30 am in Queens.

Yesterday was Thursday, and four hours with A at the Liberty Inn, in a spectacular re-enactment of our earlier marijuana/margarita marathons. With the window open to the traffic noise, stoned and a little drunk, we had amazing fun for approaching three hours before I got antsy and wanted to leave - pot-induced paranoia, perhaps. But A, sensible woman that she is, proposed sucking my cock, and by the time we had been doing that for half-an-hour or so, every moment of it mind-alteringly good, it was time for us both to leave anyway. The first hour or so was spent fucking, which with A is always inventive, exciting, varied, delightful; I went down on her; she sat on my cock while we smoked and drank some more, and that led eventually to some more hard fucking with me on top, and my first major ejaculation. Because of the alcohol and the pot, many details are now blurred or lost for ever, but the impression of stunning sensations and relentless stimulation is still vivid. I know that I did more work with my finger in her asshole than I have before. Also more extensive rimming. She too worked at my ass with her tongue and stuck a finger way up there when jerking me off.

My second ejaculation came from me jerking off while A watched close-up; that was amazing altogether. I should point out to A that it is that kind of watching that Z enjoys so much, obviously with reason.

Wednesday was a quiet day, though I met and talked with another J, who may or may not be looking for a man to mess about with. More likely not, I think.

Tuesday - three hours, stoned, at the Kew Motor Inn, with D. All the usual superlative apply, but one highlight was me being seriously fucked with the strap-on, and then later D blowing me with the dildo still in my ass. Another was that I managed to carry on fucking while really sucking on D's nipples, in a way that I have not managed before (or since either - but the car is not the easiest place for that). There was also some very deep tongue-fucking, further illustration of the fact that I can do things with my tongue when stoned that are much harder or impossible to do when unstoned.

Monday - three hours, unstoned, with A at the Kew Motor Inn. We had not been there before and there was undoubtedly a little thrill associated with going there with A when it has been such a haunt of D and I. We had a very pleasant time altogether, with a lot of strenuous fucking. I should have blogged it straight away, though, as the details are now lost for ever. There was an extraordinary moment when A, riding my cock, took me rapidly into an explosive and elongated ejaculatory orgasm which really did feel as if my balls were being directly drained.

I do not think there is any doubt that sex is in some clear sense better when stoned, though I would not want only to have stoned sex. But Tuesday's time with D and Thursday's with A were two of the most remarkable times I have ever spent in my life. It is really ridiculous that the best sex of my life - of D's and A's too - is happening in our mid-forties, doped up, in day-rate hotels in Queens, or the Meatpacking district of Manhattan, adulterously.

Omissions, emissions

I last posted on Thursday, two days ago, recounting D's visit to my office that afternoon. I omitted to mention the very good fuck that I had with C that morning. I am not sure why I forgot to mention that - I would say that it just slipped my mind, but I don't think Freud is buying that explanation.

Anyway, since Thursday, what? An hour and change with J on Friday morning, a little snogging in the park with Z somewhat later that same morning, a routine handjob from C this morning, and a little under an hour of fucking with J this afternoon. I may have jerked off in the last couple of days too, but I don't actually recall doing so at the moment.

Monday I will be seeing A, Tuesday, D. Wednesday is blank at the moment. Thursday A again. Then, unfortunately, it will be a family weekend away.

Office hours

D came to my office, arriving around 2.45 pm. It seems pointless to catalogue in order the various acts and positions. More is captured in this moment - I am on the floor, on my back, where D has placed me so she can sit on my face and I can eat her cunt, working on her nipples with my hands. But the orgasm from that is over, and she has turned around now, and has my cock in her mouth. Though that feels fine, I don't really care, as I am completely absorbed in licking and sucking her clit, driving her back up to the peak of stimulation, and I have a finger or two in her cunt and another finger up her ass, and I am relentlessly working her as hard as I can, clutching her to my mouth so she cannot edge away. It is insanely frenzied, and then, clear as a voice from God, I realize that it is because of moments like this that sex exercises such power, that this is how sex is supposed to be, and even if it is hardly every like this, still the fact that it can be is somehow present in every sexual act, no matter how functional and routine. I am lost not in my own pleasure but in hers. I am being completely selfish, but I am utterly uninterested in my own sensations, as I am getting off through hers. With D it is especially easy to enter this kind of state, as she is as voracious as I am, and gives as good as she gets.

A second highlight: D is on the desk, on her back, and I am fucking her ass, which is wet and tight and every bit as articulated and alive as her cunt. This was one of the best ass-fucks we have ever had. It was in turns brutal and gentle, probing and laid-back, kind and crazed. Huge fun.

Not much more than an hour - lots of orgasms for her, and three separate ejaculations for me, though I would describe them as distinct parts of the same overarching orgasm. Quite extraordinary. I wish everybody could have such compact episodes of physical joy.

A at home

On Monday I went out to the subsurbs to visit A, on a beautiful day. We began in the kitchen, where I made margaritas and then, after some smooching, fucked on the counter. A is very light and small, but also strong, and she has the most lively cunt, however we are fucking. Then we went upstairs, and settled into the bed for some more serious, long-term fucking. With A, fucking is in a way mindless, and yet very responsive - I think we are both extremely good at reading and reacting to each other, and so most of the changes in pace and depth and tempo and mood happen without any real thought or intention. Yet we are both paying attention. It is typically quite calm for a while, and then more frenzied, especially once she hits a rhythm to work my cock from underneath, which is something she does better than anyone. And then sometimes I take over, pounding her hard and fast, or hard and slow.

I went down on her, I think fingering her as well. I am always very happy to get my head between her legs, and she is so wonderfully responsive too. And once she has come, she wants to fuck more - the same is true with J and D. After some more fucking, though, she went down on me, and that was very good but made me want to fuck her after a while, so she then sat on my cock, which was also completely enjoyable.

Then we went out into the garden to the hammock, where she carried on sucking my cock until the discomfort level was too great and we moved inside. A then sat me down on a dining-room chair and, kneeling on the floor, proceeded to give me a truly spectacular blowjob, with lots of orgasmic spasms, contractions in my thighs and buttocks - the whole machinery of non-ejaculatory orgasm that seems to be my special talent these days. And then finally, with her lips and tongue and hands all working, and some very deft fingerwork on the head of my cock, I sprayed my seed in her mouth - a lot, she said.

As I have noted before, A is in many ways similar to me - my age, married, a liar, cheat, and adulterer. She does not seem recently to have had much fun with men she has hooked up with, and that is sad because she is capable of giving and taking a lot of pleasure. But she does seem mainly to end up with jerks who are not capable of giving and taking pleasure with her in the way that I can.

Since Monday, just a rather crazy attempt at a midtown, midday drive-by with D, today. There is nowhere sensible to go and fuck in the back of a car in midtown or downtown and we ended up parked somewhere in the Village, trusting mainly in the dark-tinted windows of her Pacifica to shield us from view. Afterwards she reckoned she had had three orgasms from me going down on her in two separate sessions of cunt-eating. We also fucked, she sucked my cock for a long time and gave me a bunch of orgasms but I did not ejaculate. At one point I also had my cock in her ass for a while too. It was absurdly hot in the car by the time we had to stop. Not something to do again any time soon, but still something it is good to have done once.

Tomorrow I expect to see D again for a short while in my office in the afternoon. On Friday, if I can get the timing right, I will see J and then A.

Another ninety minutes with J

The rather vague plan that A and I had hatched to hook up for a couple of hours in the middle of Saturday collapsed, as she was stuck at home fending off the flu. Rather than waste the opportunity I got in touch with J, who was happy to host me for a repeat of Friday's encounter.

This time I was stone-cold sober, but it was almost as intense anyway. I believe that there is a kind of ratchet effect from having sex when a little stoned - it heightens the sensitivity not just then, but for ever after. But perhaps this is an illusion; it certainly does not seem to make pharmacological sense.

First we kissed, I fingered her and played with her clit, and then we fucked. Missionary does not work very well with J because of her vast size, though when it works it is very good. Unless I am rock hard there is not quite enough grip on my cock, though if J lifts her legs up (or I pin them back) then I can pound away at her and that is delightful. But it is just about always better to fuck her from behind, and most of the fucking we did yesterday was that way - either with her kneeling on the edge of the bed and me standing behind her, or me lying on top of her. The final fuck began in the latter position and ended in the former. The earlier fuck - I didn't come, but at some point we decided to take a break - was a mix of me on top of her and from behind. The other main activity was me eating her out while fingering her. J does not orgasm in an explosive, climactic fashion - she describes the experience as coming over and over again in lots of small orgasms. She certainly seems like she is at a peak of some kind, or anyway on a plateau. She is reluctant to let herself go in terms of yelling and screaming, because the walls are thin and she does not really want the neighbours to hear. But she is fairly noisy all the same, and obviously having a very good time, whether she is really coming or not.

Another very notable thing about J is that she has a very tight cunt. I have never fucked anyone so huge, and there is something wonderful about the juxtaposition of her vastness and the grip of her cunt on my cock. The tightness is not just at the start, though she is often pretty tight then, even when very wet; rather, she tightens up, sometimes a lot, at various times during fucking. On Friday, in particular, she just seemed to be contracting smaller and smaller around my cock when I was fucking her from behind. It is not the more fluttery, milking spasmodic contractions that I feel sometimes when fucking D, nor the intelligent, grasping, internal squeezing and pulsing that I feel with A; it is just a gradual, relentless tightening of her cunt, with a corresponding rise in the intensity of sensation in my cock, especially along the top side of the shaft. Very, very good.

So Friday and Saturday were really very busy indeed: C, D and J on Friday; J again on Saturday.

Intra-, Extra-, Extra-

Given the title of this blog, it ought to skip over intra-marital in favour of extra-marital sex. But the blog also aims, without being obsessive about it, to be a complete record of my sexual activity, at least when it involves partners. As far as masturbation goes, it does not seem necessary to record each instance, but merely to indicate that it goes on, in a rather sporadic way. Yesterday, for example, I think I jerked off twice - once in the morning at home before anyone else was up, and again sometime in the middle of the day in my office. A day like that is, however, relatively unusual. Today I have not jerked off at all - but as will be detailed below, I have been rather busy.

The last shall be first, according to the New Testament, so I will begin with J, who I visited around 5.30 pm for an hour-and-a-half. Immediately before meeting, I primed myself by taking a few hits from a joint, so that I could be just stoned enough to lose myself in heightened sensation, particularly when going down on her. That was a great success. After some preliminary smooching, I began to eat her cunt, which was hugely satisfying to me, as I felt that I was really focusing on her clit, and on stoking her ecstasy. After a while - and of course there is typically time dilation when stoned so any judgements of time in this account should be treated rather sceptically - I inserted first one and then two fingers into her, optimistically assuming I had found the G-spot. Well, perhaps I had, perhaps I hadn't - but she did seem to be having a very good time and was making considerable amounts of noise even when trying to be quiet. It was all thoroughly absorbing and exciting, and thanks to the pot and the endorphins I was flooded with affection for J, and for her body. It is easy to feel good about oneself when one gives so much pleasure to someone who takes pleasure so graciously.

Then we fucked - for a long, long time. The pharmaceutics of all this deserve treatment somewhere, but I find it hard to draw any very coherent lessons. In this case I had topped up with half a Viagra tablet while on my way to J's so I would have the best chance of being in decent shape in terms of fucking. That seemed to work pretty well, as I was very hard. We began with me on top, and later changed to what I suppose is something like the standard with J, ie her kneeling ass up on the edge of the bed, me standing behind fucking her. That really did go on for a very long while, and I pounded her just about as hard as I could. Though there were some pauses it was pretty much constant fucking until her cunt really started to tighten up. After that it was only a matter of time before I eventually came.

Relaxing, I noted to J that we had taken only about 35 or 40 minutes, and packed a huge amount of pleasure into that, so one hour quickies, if we choose to do them, could be pretty spectacular. I was fairly confident that I was spent, but J spent a long time touching me, and at some point moved into cocksucking, which was really excellent and had me hard again. Or just about hard enough for fucking to be worth trying - but it did not really work as after a while I softened up. So I went down on J again, for what was essentially a repeat performance - lots of delicate clit-work with my tongue, some more meaty clit-sucking, fingering, some nipple-pinching. And after all that I was again hard enough to contemplate fucking, so I went at her from behind very hard and fast. I was fairly confident at various points that I was about to ejaculate again, but it never quite reached that point, and we ran out of time.

J is, as I have mentioned before, a vast woman; I have become not merely tolerant or relaxed about her size, but really have come to enjoy it. Especially when fucking her from behind when she is on all fours, or anyway kneeling up and presenting her ass for me, she looks amazingly magnificent and grand. She does really like to be on the receiving end of very hard fucking, and today was praising me as an 'alpha male' in bed, which I have to say I find flattering. But I pointed out to her that it was only in bed that I thought this notion had any legitimate application.

So that was J, from 5.30 to 7.00 pm or thereabouts. Before that, from about 1.45 to 3.45 pm, I was with D at the Kew Motor Inn, our regular hang-out. D was on the second, heaviest day of her period, which is remarkably regular and copious for a 46 year-old woman, I believe (but what, really do I know about this?). So it was a pretty bloody afternoon. I ate her out, I fucked her cunt, I fucked her ass, I ate her out again, she sat on my face, I fucked her more - with D it is tedious to list what we do as it is in one way always the same, and in another always totally new. For example, with the fucking, there were several phases that involved motions and sensations that were different from any before - or that is how it seemed, anyway. There was a lot of blood on the sheets, on me, on her. This was in one of the mirrored rooms at the Kew, with large mirrors on the wall along one side of the bed, on the ceiling above the bed, and also a smaller mirror on the wall beyond the foot of the bed. The wall above the head on the bed was not mirrored, but rather papered in a very refreshing mountain stream scene. The mirrors are of limited use to me because once my glasses are off, as they are always when I go down on someone, and are usually for fucking as well, then I can only see vague shapes. But D can see fine, as this excerpt from an e-mail she sent this evening indicates:

I was watching your ass the whole time in the ceiling mirror... so perfect... so effortless really... you're just a fucking machine because you pump for awhile, then you go round and round, then you drill... then you poke, then back to pumping.... fast, fast , fast ,,,, then slow... sometimes stopping and shoving your cock all the way up me.... then balls slapping fast against my ass pumping... then slow gentle... it is all quite beautiful really... and I know your fucking so well now I can just follow your lead so masterfully.....I don't know if you notice all the things I do when you are fucking me.... like...

Hold you with my arms and legs ... relax and tense up my vagina.... move my hands around your body.... rub my feet on your legs... cup your head with my feet.... wrap my legs around your neck.... fight back when you are holding me down.... arch my back so you have a better angle... use my mouth on your mouth... smell you... moan in your ear.... wiggle my ass... push my ass against you when you are fucking me from behind... shake my ass when you are inside me..........move around so you have to pin me down... push my body against your whole body... rub your ass....let you position me any way you want.... and I never protest when I know you are just fingering my asshole in preparation to fuck it! You get to fuck me in the ass whenever it pops up in your mind , and I know when I was sucking your cock today all you wanted to do was fuck my tight, hot ass.....

So I never just lay there until I have done all these things. But I must tell you I am completely worn out.... all that blood I lost! And you sure had your share of drinking me... so you might be sick from too much blood drinking. There is something about being with you when I have my period... it feels the way it does when you fuck me in the ass... like you are the only one that has ever done that. I just never knew my period could be so much damn fun! I just love being on the rag!


D and J were today's two extra-marital sexual partners. The day began intra-maritally, however, around 9.00 am or so, with a very sweet and fairly sexy fuck with C. I did go down on her for a while but somehow with C that never really seems to be going anywhere in particular; if something could be done about that, I am not sure what it is or how to do it, though I do think I will have to gird my loins about it sometime soon. The fuck itself was really good, and it took a decent while - though probably not more than 15 or 20 minutes altogether, before C went in to the pre-orgasmic contractions and then went over the top, taking me with her. Only C regularly orgams from straight fucking, and that is a great pleasure. Only with C, too, do I come so quickly.

Pharmaceuticals: I had taken half a Viagra on my way to see D, bearing in mind the morning's activity and anyway wanting to be sure. I believe that with D it makes little difference at this point, and is as unnecessary as with C. But I would need to do without numerous times to really know if that is true. I have done without any chemical aids with A and with K too, I think; I am not sure about J.

A tiring but very rewarding day. J in particular was very affectionate, which if it reflects the pleasure she has had, is gratifying.

The weekend looks rather bleak - but we will see.

C, D, A

Saturday night, I think it was, that I was game to mess around with C in the marital bed, but as the circumstances were less than completely ideal she suggested we wait until morning. When morning came, of course, the circumstances were again less than ideal, but she did give me an efficient handjob to tide me over. Then on Monday morning we had a good fuck, preceded by my going down on her for a while. C, it has to be said, either does not really go for oral sex, or does not go for it with me anyway. I think she enjoys the sensations a lot, so she gets a lot of pleasure. But as she does not orgasm that way, it is in the category of foreplay for her, and so if there is any hurry at all, the foreplay is nice but not indispensable, and one might as well get on to the main event and then, once that is over, hop in the shower and start the day.

My view is that oral is sex, I am totally into it, and fucking is not something to get out of the way before the day starts, but the main business of the day.

Monday afternoon D picked me up and we drove the 250 miles or so to XXXXXX, talking about sex much of the way, but stopping only once to have fun in the car on the side of the road: fucking, eating her out, more fucking. Once we arrived we checked in to the hotel and spent an hour going through all the standard acts - fucking, eating her cunt, blowjob, anal. One hour in which I had more sexual fun, felt more sexual freedom, gave more sexual pleasure, than I have with and to C in the last month or more.

Off to dinner and then back to the hotel room for a night of getting stoned and doing anything and everything. Very many orgasms for D, all produced much the same way, ie by my going down on her while pinching and twisting her nipples, though in different positions or places. She sat on my face once or twice, I ate her out on the chair, on the bed. Ass-fucking - a lot of this, in various positions; and she strapped on the smaller dildo and fucked me long and hard too. Several long blowjobs, all of mind-blowing calibre, and involving the continuous orgasmic states that have become almost routine when D sucks my cock when I am stoned and have been fucking her for a while. And plenty of good hard fucking, including a lot from behind - with D prone face down, or with D kneeling on the edge of the bed and me standing behind.

At some point we did do a little bit of sleeping, but most of the night was spent sucking and kissing and fucking. In the morning I was about to get in the shower when we got started again, at 7.05 am. It was 7.45 am when I finally got away, having again run through fucking, oral, anal. D is unbelievable in her resilience, her appetite, her absorption in intense sexual activity.

Ducking out on some commitments, I was back with D by 2.00 pm or so on Tuesday afternoon, and we headed back to NYC. First stop, after 45 minutes or so on the road, was a little half-hour in which I made her come with my mouth, we fucked, and then she made me come in her mouth. Then we drove most of the way back, before stopping at a motel for a couple of hours more fucking, ass-fucking, oral. We were both pretty sore at this point, so eventually we conceded defeat. My cock was extremely sensitive, her clit was raw and her cunt sore, and I could no longer really maintain a decent erection. But I did not want to give up, so I made her lie on the bed on her back with her head hangin off, so I could stand over her and put my cock in her mouth. We had never done before, and I suppose it is a porno-move, but it was effective in getting me hard so I could fuck her for the last time. I cannot now remember if that ended with an ejaculation or not.

I got home late last night, and this morning spent a couple of hours with A - really great fucking, I went down on her and helped her to a spectacular orgasm, she sucked my cock, we fucked again and I came inside her. Then we rested and talked, she sucked my soft cock until I was mostly hard again, and then we fucked just a little more. But I was not really hard, unsurprisingly, so that faded into nothing.

At one point I fingered A's asshole while fucking her, which she likes, and after the first session of cock-sucking she stradded me and sat on my cock and went to town, while I fingered her asshole. I have never known anyone so active when fucking, and at various levels. She has the most active cunt I have ever fucked, she moves her hips and her pelvis more and more interestingly than anyone.

A busy couple of days, therefore. But a lot of fun.

Sunday morning update

A very pleasant chat with Z on Thursday, in the park. Nothing sexual at all, though we talked about sex a certain amount.

Friday I spent the afternoon with D at the Kew Motor Inn. As always, this was incredibly intense, unbelievably pleasurable, and just about indescribable. A catalogue of sexual acts that occurred during the three hours doesn't really tell much about the way that times like these feel, for me and for her. I am sure that a good part of the etiology of my addiction to sex is that, while it is going on, I am not thinking. With D that is true in the most complete way, as at moments I become pure sensation - merely a consciousness of sensation and the sensation itself.

The catalogue tells a little, though, so here it is: kissing, groping, undressing, nipple sucking, fingering, and then a first fuck with D lying on her back on the bed, me standing at the foot of the bed fucking her with her legs up in the air; then I went down on her, eating her out until she came, and then backed off just enough to let me carry on working her clit, until she came again; she was juddering and shaking with orgasmic spasms so I put my cock in her to feel them - amazing; then we fucked for a while, her legs way up and me trying to work as deep as I could - we looked great in the mirror on the wall alongside the bed - and edging right up to orgasm myself, and if I did not spray some seed inside her, that is the way it felt nevertheless, so I knew it was going to be a day for multiple serial orgasms, whether ejaculatory or not; then I think we took a break and smoked some pot.

I am vague as to the order of things once we were stoned, and I am sure there are things missing from memory altogether. But still, I am confident about the following: an incredible blowjob, divided into two parts by D needing a break to rest her lips and tongue, to drink some water, to smoke a cigarette; a lot more fucking, including more face-to-face with me on top, from behind while she lay on her front, and I think also with her on top; I ate her out in the chair, she came at me when I was lying on the floor and drove me crazy with kisses and a handjob; I went down on her on the bed again and told her I was going to fuck her ass, which I did - D bent forwards over the edge of the bed, me standing behind her pounding at her ass, which felt absolutely incredible. Again, I cannot be sure what exactly was happening in terms of ejaculation, but I felt like I was coming almost continuously, releasing seed into her with every stroke, and I am inclined to think that I was ejaculating a certain amount as her asshole became slicker and slicker. All of this was reflected in the mirror on the wall - D prone face down on the bed, me behind her working my cock in her ass, feeling all the angles, the pressure on the head of my cock and the upper shaft. A perfect ass-fuck in every way, but it did not end with a spectacular explosive climax; I tired, and she tired, and it subsided into something more gentle, which was very touching.

On Saturday I wrote to D recapping some of the previous day's highlights and pondering this whole multiple/continuous orgasm phenomenon, the orgasm/ejaculation distinction, mainly in relation to the blowjob that D gave me, which was really one of the best ever (and readers will know that if very high praise indeed!). Her is what I wrote to her:

Yesterday: well the pot is obviously good sex pot in terms of sharpening sensation. I felt lots of things I had never felt before, especially during the BLOWJOB(S) and the ass-fucking. I like that room, with the high bed, and I do hope that you remember for ever the afternoon of XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX, and the sight of us in the mirror - you bent over the bed, me behind you fucking your ass, working all the angles, getting in deep, thinking about nothing but my cock in your asshole, feeling nothing but you shuddering and shifting around, your wet asshole gripping the head of my cock. I have no idea how much I came, but as you seemed to get wetter and slicker, I think I was probably pulsing seed into you, lubricating your asshole for my cock. Who knows?

That one, spectacular ass-fuck would have made the whole afternoon, the whole day, wonderful. But then we had all the other amazing pleasures as well. When we talked on the phone and I asked if you wanted me to check in and go up to the room ahead of you, I was remembering times that we have done that before, and that you said that you liked it. It means that the second we are together we can kiss, grab each other, rip our clothes off, whatever, instead of the waiting in the bar, for the elevator. But yesterday was fun too; once we kissed it was like the beginning of an eruption, and I needed everything all at once - your lips, your breasts, your cunt. I needed immediately to be eating your cunt, fucking you, sucking your nipples.

Once we were naked, we went into fucking almost right away, remember? Me standing at the foot of the bed, you lying with your legs up in the air. You were tight, and I pointed out to you that this was the way we fucked for the first time, in my office, with you lying back on my desk, and me standing, grabbing your hips and sliding you around until you were in just the right place for me to fuck you the way I wanted. That was a great first fuck, yes? And at some point, of course, I had to stop fucking you so that I could devour your cunt for the first time.

So I ate you out a bunch of times, and at least a couple of times I just kept working at your clit all through the orgasm and made sure you stayed way up there. D, at those moments I just want you to feel everything you can feel, to be coming and coming, shaking with pleasure. I don't want to let you go, I want to keep sucking on that sweet clit and feeling it with my tongue. Thinking about this, and writing about it, I just want to do it again, right now. Twice yesterday - well, maybe more - while you were having your continuous orgasmic contractions and I was lapping away at you, I wanted to get my cock into you so I could feel all those aftershocks in your cunt through my cock. That was utterly amazing too. The first time I was not that stoned, and it was incredible. The next time I was more stoned, and it was even more intense, distinct, precise.

The words are all too clumsy to capture the sensations. When you were sucking my cock, it was sometimes easier to feel everything if I closed my eyes, or if I looked up at the ceiling. But once I was already in ecstasy, with my cock-head jumping with every movement of your head, I could look at you, see you devouring my cock. Even so, the sensations are so amazing, so unlike anything else, that there is a kind of disconnect - all I am is my cock and the ring of sensation travelling up and down it as you deep-throat me, the rough swirl of your tongue around and around the head of my cock, the pressure of your fingers. I got pretty noisy at several points, yes? There are times when I don't think any heightening of sensation is possible, I have felt everything, and anyway if it became more intense it would be impossible to endure: and then you do something, or anyway something happens, and I am even higher, feeling even more, and if you told me that I was spurting my seed into your mouth rhythmically with every stroke of your lips and tongue and hands, I would believe you. That is continuous orgasm, with all of the sensations and spasms in my cock and my balls that go with ejaculation, but repeated time and time again, each time you stimulate my cock - I think it is really the ridge around the head of my cock that is the crucial site of stimulation. Yesterday was as good as it has every been, or better; but I am learning more and more about this multiple orgasm phenomenon, and I suppose because of that I almost expect it to happen, and that makes it easier for it to happen, and I can recognize it and indulge it and enjoy it completely.

Another major highlight was fucking your cunt from behind lying on top of you, which began with your legs spread, but you then put them together. During that fuck, and also again in some other fuck later, you went into your cock-milking contractions and spasms, and that is something I have never felt before in that way, except of course the other times you have done it to me. Again, I feel like you could be sucking a stream of come into your cunt, spurt after spurt, and maybe you are. It feels like I am coming, and I really want to give you everything I can, to empty my balls for you, to fill you up until you overflow with my seed - so I am definitely not holding back!

I am not sure how much I ejaculated in the course of the afternoon, but I did come on your belly at one point; did I spray in your mouth at all? So perhaps I had hundreds of orgasms but ejaculated only twice or three times. And you too had numerous orgasms and orgasmic episodes. So it was an amazing afternoon, D.

When I took my cock out and worked it up and down between your cunt-lips, rubbing your clit with the head of my cock - that was a lot of fun too. It is beautiful to see - your cunt hair, the head of my cock. I wonder if we could find a position in which I could work your clit with my cock-head like that, and get you really close to coming - close enough that when I pinched your nipples you would go over the top?

Nipples - well in XXXXXX, if we have a quieter moment, we will work on my nipple pinching and twisting technique, which obviously could be better.

XXXXXX - oh my God, that is going to be fun, isn't it?

On Monday I will get to spend a hole night with D, which we have not done since I don't know when - the last time she stayed at a nearby hotel, presumably. We will be together in the car going and coming back, and have an evening and night to indulge ourselves. It should make for an interesting next entry - possibly on Wednesday, if I have time. But at least at the moment Wednesday looks a bit busy: first I see my therapist, then A at 10.30 or so, then I have a meeting, other business to carry out, and then I am meeting K, but only for a drink.

D tells me that Howard Stern has claimed to enjoy multiple orgasms too, but only while masturbating. Most of the websites I have seen dealing with it blather on about tantric techniques, and all emphasize holding back, which I never really do. The pot certainly seems to make the multiple orgasm, continuous hard-on, repeated ejaculation phenomena all more likely. With the erection, Viagra makes some difference too, but there have been times with D when I have taken none and the sex has been about the same in terms of my performance.

Sex and not thinking: I do believe this is a key part of its attraction, but of course thought does not cease altogether. It is more that all thought is of the sensations enjoyed in my own body and in the body of the woman I am with. The conscious, aware observer does not disappear, but is totally absorbed in the task of noticing how intense and acute and delicate and precise all the sensations are. This is how it seems during D's blowjobs especially.

Nothing on the agenda today, unfortunately - unless C is interested this morning, which she might well be.

Reconstituting the past

Today is Wednesday, and I am very confident about events earlier this evening. I can reconstitute the whole day with ease. But working back into the past - yesterday, Monday, the days before that, things get murkier. So I will begin with what is freshest.

This evening, with a secure alibi in place, I visited J, who I had not seen in several months. J is vast, and I confess I was a little nervous about encountering that amplitude again - but I think I was more at home, more comfortable, and more turned on by her sheer size and softness than ever before. We had a little over two hours together. We undressed, kissed, and then I went down on her. J was on the edge of her period, she told me, and perhaps she tasted that way - certainly she was leaking blood a little later in our encounter. Then fucking in what we have established as our very favorite position, with me standing at the end of the bed, J kneeling on the edge of the bed and presenting her ass to me. J has always liked being fucked from behind, and there is a submissive side to her that likes hard pounding from behind together with me grabbing her ass or pulling her hair a little. It is interesting that I feel more comfortable with this kind of pseudo-aggressiveness with J than with anyone. Is it her size? In part, I think. It is also that she is smart, strong, does not come across as vulnerable - and that makes the rather traditional gendered dominant/submissive roles less problematic with her than with anyone else.

Well, we fucked a lot, I went down on her again for a little while, she sucked my cock, and then we fucked with me on top, her legs pinned back, and that seemed to work very well for her, thanks to the angle. At one point I ejaculated a little but by staying still and enjoying it passively I both experienced a very elongated orgasm and also did not tip over into an orgasm so climactic as to put an end to my erection for a long time. I did soften, but soon was ready to start fucking again, from behind. We later fucked some more, me taking her from behind as before, and then I did finally come more fully. All this with condoms, I should point out.

When I have time, I should write more about J and the way in which I find her very sexy. She says, and I believe her, that every man who has ever had sex with her has said she is great to fuck, which she certainly is. But of course very many men would not even consider her as a sexual partner. They do not know what they are missing. Today, fucking her from behind, I had a wonderful time feeling her flesh beneath me, these rolls of flesh falling away from her frame. The language to make this sound as appealing as it is in fact is does not exist; she is huge, and she is very sexy, and anyone who doubts the coherence of that combination is in the grip of foolish and cruel preconceptions.

J was this evening. This morning I saw my therapist for the first time in several weeks, and told her that I had been fantasizing about her sexually. This, she said, was not unusual. I suppose that my desire to eat her cunt should be analyzed rather than acted on, but on the whole I would prefer to do the latter rather than the former - or better still, to do both. I can imagine perfect therapeutic sessions in which the talk-therapy goes on while I am fucking her.

Fantasy, though, does not really belong in this blog, which is supposed to record the actual rather than the imaginary. So tracking back from today, what do we find? On Sunday, A and I had about two-and-a-half hours together at the Grand Union Hotel. She had been away for almost two weeks, and has now left again for another week, so this was our time together between her absences. As in the past, she became quite sore fairly rapidly, and that constrained our activities a little. But we had a very good time fucking, talking, fucking more, and the whole session ended with a spectacular blowjob.

That was Sunday. The previous Friday I spent three hours with D at the Kew Motor Inn, and it is in a way pointless to describe that, as three hours with D are always of roughly the same character - I spend a long, long time eating her out, and refusing to let her off the hook once she comes, but rather riding out the climax by backing off a little and then, once she is over that first orgasm, immediately starting to work on the next. I love to be relentless with her. In the course of the same afternoon I put on her skirt and panties and let her fuck me thoroughly in the ass with the strap-on - first the smaller and then the larger dildo. I fucked her in the ass long and hard too. I also came several times without any real loss of erection in between, which is partly a product of the intensity of the sexual stimulation but also obviously a result of dosing with Viagra beforehand to ensure a decent performance. There was a time fairly recently with D when I just forgot about the Viagra and everything was just the same, or at least almost so - it is hard, then, to know exactly what effect it has. But I do think it is part of the etiology of these multi-orgasmic states that are increasingly common with me.

I sent an e-mail to D about certain aspects of that afternoon, and I will add them to the blog in due course.

What else? A very pleasing late-night fuck with C (my wife) in which she did not worry at all about the fact that I did not come; I went down on her for at least a while, and then we fucked and she came, and that seemed complete.

I may be forgetting something, but if so it is probably beyond reconstitution now.