Last night I had the greatest sex of my entire life.  Ryan and I have all kinds of sex. It can be wild, spontaneous, slow, erotic, fierce, masochistic, and even planned out (because of our time schedules). Sometimes we orgasm, sometimes we don’t.  Last night it was a combination of all the aforementioned and ending in great, wild sex with multiple cums on my end.

Ryan’s cock was rock hard as he lay on his back, so hard that he told me to ease up on the stroking because his skin was too tight that it felt like it could rip at any time.  I loosened my grip and moved both my hands up and down the length of his shaft.  I pushed his dick down between his legs so it almost touched the bed…then released.  It slapped his stomach hard.  This was one of those times I knew when he was ready to fuck me, I would be sore the next day.  It’s happened.  It doesn’t take much.

I looked down at his dick and I wanted to put my mouth around it.  My entire mouth was full.  I had to get his head down to the back of my throat to dip into the sloppy, wet spit that I need for lubrication.  I braced myself for the hardness as I opened my throat and mouth as wide as I can to maneuver him down.  I felt like a snake unhinging its jaws to swallow an ostritch egg. From a distance, it looks like I’m convulsing in a crouched position as I work his hard cock.  It’s not as easy when Ryan’s dick is at its maximum length and thickness.  I ease down, my chin is finally touching his balls.  It rarely happens, but I gag.  He makes a kegel muscle and his dick shifts in my throat over and over again.  I can feel my air running out and I lift up slightly.  As I do, I feel his hands on the back of my head and thighs press against my ear signaling me to stay.  I submit to him and stay the extra 15 seconds.  His legs part and I gasp for air.  I replenish and repeat.

His dick is smooth and shiny now, ready to be guided past the growth of hair between my legs.  I get on top of Ryan and slowly rub his penis over my pussy.  Ryan feels the wetness between my lips that has formed from the intense deepthroating.  “Oh, my God, you’re horny aren’t you?”  I face him as I ride gently. I’m careful not to be too hasty, like I were dipping my toes into a swimming pool.  I try to rock back and forth slowly, but the top side of his shaft is rubbing hard on the back of my vagina walls.  I inch back and grind again. Still rubbing hard on the underside of my pussy AND in the back. No matter where I move to, he was too hard for me to enjoy.  But Ryan knows what to do.

He tells me to get on my stomach.  His cock has no trouble finding my little hole; they’re drawn to each other.  He’s kind enough to pump his hips slowly at first.  I moan wearily as if I’m in pain.  In fact, I am.  With each movement of his body, I lie in wait, waiting to see if the next movement will be a deep, hard push against my cervix.  Honestly, those are the ones I crave, the ones that make my toes tingle, the ones that pinch a nerve down both my legs, the ones that send a spark from my g-spot to the backs of my knees – the ones that leave me in a delicious state of paralysis.  I tell him to go deep and slow, and to hold  his dick head at the very back; that is my sweet spot, the reason I love being taken from behind when he uses all his weight, his man-strength, to make me quiver from the inside out.  I can tolerate the pain just enough to where I do NOT want him to stop; I want him to keep going.   I continue to mumble, “Go deep and slow, go deep and slow,” and he obeys.  He moves slow and methodically.  Ryan knows that when he is this hard, fucking me fast and deep is too painful. If he goes fast, the pain shocks my entire body and makes me jerk in pain.  I need it slow.  He pushes into me with enough force to move us both off the end of the bed.  I feel my nipple rings drag beneath me as my breasts are pushed flat.  We reposition ourselves back to the middle of the bed.  I grab the edges of the mattress and try to keep from moving again, flattening myself in order to stay put.

An hour or so passes. An hour of deep, hard, slow fucking.  I am hypnotized by the intense feeling building inside my pussy.  The longer he holds the push toward, the more I feel my orgasm building.  Ryan knows this.  Just then he finds the spot.  I lift up my ass to make sure he can grind his dick as hard as he can.  I tell him to keep going.  He moves faster, slamming his penis into the back of me over and over.  I’ve been put into a trance.  Soon I hear a wet smacking sound and feel juices dripping down my ass and thighs.

Ryan confirms what I am feeling and tells me, “You squirted all over me….”

I moan and reply, “I’m sorry.”

He responds by changing his pace and slowly down, grinding deep inside my wet pussy, “There’s nothing to be sorry about.”

This is a great first cum of the evening.

His rhythmic pumping slows again before he lays back down on the bed.  I go straight for what’s in between his legs and suck away. I taste my juices, which Ryan describes as smelling like watermelons and apples.  I rub my face in his soaked balls and clean between his thighs, under his balls near his ass, and around his thighs.  I clean him off until there is no trace of me.  He tells me he wants to get back inside me.  I deepthroat him again and leave the sticky spit all the way down to his balls.  I get back on my stomach and wait for him to slip into my body.  His dick is harder than ever now.  I tell him again that I want him to go deep and slow.  He digs up in me like he’s shoveling snow.  Once again I’m put in a state of paralysis as he pushes all his weight onto my cervix.    He leans around me with his face and tells me to lick the sweat off his neck and forehead.  I obey.  After all, he has worked hard pleasing me and making me cum once already.  As his cock gets even harder and his balls tighten up, signaling to me that he’s about to cum, I grab the sheets even tighter.  Nothing we ever do comes close to the intensity of a huge strong man with his penis at it’s hardest, seconds before it cums.  I scream, trying to bear the pain for just a few moments longer.  He uses his dick to skewer me as my head is now off the bed from all the jarring.  His cum is so intense, I can feel the the first shot shoot inside me.  It’s very rare, but it has definitely happened.

Then an unusual thing happens: I cum again.  My most intense cums come from when I used a Hitachi, a.k.a. “back massager.”  Why?  Because my clit is stimulated with such an intensity that I’ve been known to cum within seconds of it making contact with my body.  My body muscles begin to tighten up as soon as I get the cum feeling; the g-spot behind my clit has been activated.  Ladies, you know what I mean.  The feeling cannot be stopped and we HAVE to cum otherwise we get frustrated.  As soon as Ryan came in me, those same muscles that I tighten when I have a Hitachi cum were triggered. When his dick was still twitching inside of me, spewing out the last bit of cum, my body was numb.  All I felt was my inner pussy muscles convulsing.  I told him to keep pumping in me.  This type of “hands-free” cum has only happened to me a handful of times, pun intended.  I noticed that this only happens when HE is cumming in me.  It’s as if HIS cum triggered MY cum.  If his orgasm is short, as in he pumps just a few times, or he doesn’t press back in me long enough, I absolutely will not cum.

What a great second cum and third cum for the night.   If you missed the third, that was when Ryan released himself inside me.  I strongly believe my body or mouth making Ryan cum is equally as satisfying to me.  I love draining his body and holding his fluids for the rest of the night.  His orgasms alone satisfy me completely.

Ryan, exhausted with a sweaty body and our cum on his penis, then asks me if I want to use my toy to get a clitoral stimulated orgasm.  I KNOW for a fact I’ll cum, so why not get all four kinds of cums in one night?  I get my toy.  Ryan lays to my side, sucks on my nipples, and starts fingering my cum filled pussy.  Sometimes he will fuck me with his dick as I do this — not today.  I can feel his wet dick starting to soften on my thigh.  He scoops out our cum with his fingers and wipes them down my crack to my anus, then proceeds to stick a finger there in there too.  Two minutes pass and he says to me, “My dick can make you cum faster than this.”  Funny, because today it was true.   Soon though, my toes start to curl and I can feel the jittery sensation in my pussy.  He moves his fingers in my ass and pussy faster as he  also swirls his tongue around my nipple.  I squeeze tight around his fingers and scream out that I am going to cum. The spasms continue for another minute before finally subsiding.  I feel my body pouring onto the bed as if someone turned on a faucet between my legs.  Whether it was my orgasm or his huge load, my body drains as if I was having my own “cum shots.”   I rest for a moment before getting up to take a shower.  I look on the bed and see two dark spots where the sheet has been soaked, one where I squirted and other where my body just was.

What a great fourth cum for the night.

Although I have different ways to cum, this was the first time I had all four different types of cum feelings in one night, so I figured I would write it out for keepsake.  Also, I do not want to confuse my above blog with multiple orgasms, because for me that is a bit more common.   Mostly through clitoral stimulation, but that is a whole other topic for a whole other blog.  Most of the time, my clitoral orgasms comes in twos, if you know what I mean.