After reading quite a lot of them recently, I haven’t seen a couple of mine.
Standing while eating pussy
I need a device or a furniture that allows this. I want her to be able to sit or lay down the way she wants it to be eaten comfortably. No matter what she chooses, I can stand, tilt my head and go at it. I can get on my toes. I can grab her waist, her thighs, her ass/tiddies, her shoulders. I can grab bars to lift my nose up against her clit. I am not underground, she is just higher. She can see everything I do and can touch me. That is, no cage or box or thing like that. More like a ladder/mezzanine or something.
I don’t know why it’s a recurrent fantasy. Maybe because I’m tired to be on my knees or sitting to lick it, not that it hurts or that it’s boring, it’s just that it’s mostly the only way? I guess that is a bit boring. A WNBA center on heels could do, perhaps. Let’s find out, baby.
Of course, if while I’m lapping it a second woman was playing with my dick and balls and a third eating my ass, that would be in-sane but even in fantasies, I am not greedy. I can barely have the thoughts of what I just wrote. That would be a lot of groaning and moaning. Goddamn.
Coming like a pig, the animal
Ever since I learned that pigs have orgasms for 20+ minutes, I have been increasingly jealous of them.
Oh, you’re a woman with a wand™, a rose™, practice and you think your orgasms are powerful? A couple minutes of ecstasy? lol.
Oh, you’re a man who can edge and milk his prostate for hours and your orgasms are an order of magnitude stronger than the average dude? You scream HAAAAAA for 10 seconds? lmaooo.
A pig is basically screaming CUMMMMMIII for twen-tay, long ass minutes. 1,200 seconds. Twenty minutes is wild, folks. You can do a lot of things in 20 minutes. Run errands. Make a nice sandwich. Tidy up a room. The pig is still coming, like a pig. Disgusting. I started this blog post 10 minutes ago. Barely at half-time. Still 10 minutes of orgasm to go. Can they be daisy-chained? I can’t.
Sometimes I imagine if humanity was able to do this. Zero conflict, zero wars. Too busy, too exhausted by earth-shattering orgasms. Like, we would need international No-Nut days to recover. A month wouldn’t be possible as people would go back at it 30 days later and die, literally, with huge smiles on their faces. Can’t stop won’t stop.
The animal world beats us on all kinds of sensory skills and I usually don’t care. Like looking simultaneously back and forth like a chameleon, seems useful, still don’t care. The 20-minute petite mort though? I would like that. Goddamn.