"How did you do that?"
"I..."
I wasn't sure what to say. I wasn't even aware that I was doing anything particularly special, which - given that sex itself is special - seems to be something of a contradiction. Great start to the post then, ILB. Well done. In any case, I knew that I was doing something different.
"I... don't know. I just..."
What I did is hard to describe. I just had slow sex. I mean, it was sex, but the strokes were long, deep and slow. I wasn't going particularly quickly, nor was I pulling out and slamming back in. I was just having sex รก la most soft porn you'll see these days. That wasn't a conscious decision, either; it was just the right thing to do at the time - at least it seemed so.
"...just did."
[Pause.]
"It was very..."
"Uh..."
"Very intense, wasn't it?"
Yes. Intense. That is what it was. One of those times where the female orgasm starts and doesn't really stop. A long, rolling orgasm characterised by clutching of nails at skin and short, jerky movements on her part. Her part only, that is. I was being remarkably smooth, and consistent.
Whatever I did there, I hope I can manage it again, in any case.
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