11/21/2006 10:28 am
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9/20/2007 6:00 am
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I am a bottom. Always have always will. I love my bottom and getting a regular piece in it is fantastic! It's been that way as long as I can remember and I couldn't wait to lose my cherry. The first time was wonderful, as I had a very patient, albeit, horny first timer. I was nearly eighteen, and he was 55. One can only imagine his severely heightened libido. He, older, well-traveled, completely aware of what he was about to do. Whereas, I was youthful, agonizingly hot, virginal and very, very naive. Anyway, I wanted to lose my virginity and couldn't wait for it to happen. I got very lucky and it just happened that I was picked up by a nice guy, rather than a rapist or looney. As dangerous as allowing a man to pick you up was, I did not fear. I wanted to get laid and once this fella was working my hole over with his tongue, well, I had to have it! I'll write that story one day, but this is about my manhole, which I typically refer to as my "pussy" and its funny physiological ways. Funny how it seems to have a mind of its own, much like the cocks that have found their way into it do. While I progressed through puberty, I knew the pleasures I could attain from touching my tiny little thing. Just like any boy of thirteen, experimentation was joyous. I loved to masterbate, still do, but when I discovered the eerily pleasant jolts that coursed through my body when I touched my pussy, I knew that I would be sticking things in it with great regularity. I loved to touch it when I jacked off, then I got around to massaging it, then fingering it, where, all this stimulation seemed to cause explosive orgasms when I played with my cock and pussy at the same time! A few days after this discovery, I began to simply massage my opening, and after only a few moments I could shoot a wad past my head. I had no need to jack off, though that caused a more explosive result. Soon, I was putting my hands between my cheeks as much as the other guys were petting their own fronts. Wow! Heavy! So, I knew years before I lost my virginity, that I loved any and all attention the little bugger received. Oh, I was still frightened at the thought of anal sex, but having always wanted an older man to teach me about sex was all I thought about during puberty. I liked girls with boobs abd butts and pussies, but I loved older men!!! And I wanted one! Got one. Then the real experimentation began.
My experiences are not too common, and I only know a few guys that are orgasmic when it comes to their own pussies. We are genuinely lucky. Once my first man's fingertip "tested" my initial response, I was off and running. I am orgasmic when I get laid...still! Not as often, as the years have taken their toll on sensations, but, when I am in the mood, watch out! Strange. And as Mr. Spock would say..."Curious". I love to poop too. Feeling it slide out causes little eruptions of pleasure. Walking down the street, my puckery little fellow will shudder, or convulse, or it'll spasm, much like it does when I get screwed. It still causes me to giggle. I often wonder if any others feel this. I am now 44, and have enjoyed the sensations for thirty years now. I want them to continue. In a way, it still makes me feel vital and sexy. Like a woman likes to know men still appreciate the way they look or the way the butt still sways. Something like that. I still play with it, keep it as pretty as I can, well, you know some do look better than others, LOL. What worries me, is that, with age, and other body parts losing some manner of sense, will my pussy lose its ability to provide that wonderful sensation? Hate to think about it. But, I do. I guess I should not complain, as I have enjoyed more than thirty years of anal pleasure. After all, it still works now! A finger, a toy, a tongue and most of all a hard dick inside it, caressing or pounding, I still get off....sometimes wildly! No, I do not orgasm every time, though in my teens I did. I do not believe it is a state of mind either. Sure, it helps to be "in the mood", but that doesn't seem to be it. My first fuck was spectacular. The second and third times, not so good. Oh, I wanted it, and my lover wanted it, it just didn't happen. The fourth time? Geez! It was simply unbelievable. I shot buckets on my man (I was riding on top...heaven) and we laughed out loud for a long while! It was a spectacle! It is something physiological more than just physical or psychological. Maybe. I am not a doctor. But I have always loved my manhole and take a lot of confidence to bed knowing I might, I might not, cum while my man takes me. I will feel, at least, near-orgasmic always. If I do cum, I feel tremendous release, if I do not, I still get goosebumps or little jolts will course throughout my body, maybe a combination. I just wanted to let someone know that this does happen and wonder if anyone else feels what I feel.
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