On Orgasms...

J is the MASTER of my body.

Did you know that the first day we met IRL we fucked? It was a wonderful day of greasy cheeseburgers, foreign flicks, and fucking - does it get any better than that?

The things He did to my body that first night blew my mind. It was like He had my owners manual! When He works me over and I'm blindfolded I don't know *what* He is doing, but it makes me cum over and over again. Is He using His tongue, His dick or His fingers? If I can't see, sometimes I can't tell... He can work His magic and give me a G-spot O, or a clit based O almost instantly! I can't do that to myself, and me and my vagina are like THIS! *crosses fingers*


I take medication for anxiety and depression that has the unfortunate side effect of genital anesthesia. It's a pretty shitty side effect for somebody who loves to fuck, but when the other option is being suicidal you don't have much choice. I was without my meds for four or five days because I couldn't afford them, and the anesthesia started to wear off. It was fucking RIDICULOUS! J started joking that He couldn't touch me without making me cum, and it was pretty much true. We would be a few minutes into fucking, with no fancy moves or extra attention being paid to me, and I would be begging for permission to cum!

I did have to go back on my meds, especially with J being away, and the anesthesia is back now. I'm really excited to get my life back on track with this new job, good money, and my wonderful Dom. I'm hoping that once things become more stable in my life, I'll be able to get my health under control and see about decreasing my anti-depressant dosage. It'll save me a fortune, I may lose some weight, and I'll be in orgasm city! What isn't to like about that?

But back to my original point.

When I've expressed to J that He reads my body well, He always replies that He finds it very intuitive. As I'm formulating a thought, He is already performing the action. He knows when to pull my hair, when to push my face into the bed and call me a slut, where to hit me with the whip to make me scream and thrash against my restraints... We are very in tune with each other, which is interesting because the amount of time we've spent together in person has been limited by His work out of province.

This last trip home J was stunned a few times that I seemed to know what He was thinking, or what He wanted. It actually freaked Him out a bit the first 5-10 times it happened. It's a wonderful connection that we have, and I only see it deepening in the future.

It's kind of funny because in most of my relationships I've felt pretty good about my sexual prowess, and the male to female orgasm ratio was pretty uneven (with me on the smaller side) but now the tables are turned. I've asked for and received some J specific sex lessons, and I can't wait for more of that. I'm also working on my Kegels religiously because He loves to feel me squeeze His huge cock while it's buried inside me.

I miss Him terribly.

It's no fun at all climbing into my empty bed at night, and I don't know when J will be coming home.

In the meantime I'm trying to be a good girl for Him, but I think I could be doing a better job.

Miss you, J.

xoxoxox

-A

PS. Thanks for all those orgasms! <3