That final leap
I’m becoming more paranoid that something is wrong with me.
I have a gorgeous, sexy boyfriend who’s tongue and fingers are too incredible for a fitting description. However there is that part of my brain and body that is stopping me from making that final leap. That final push that gets me to climax.
I drove up to Dorian’s the other day. We had such a lovely time, both of us frisky and pouncing on each other. (Could have something to do with the outfit that he opened his door in!) I gave him one of his favourite treats involving my tongue going where it really shouldn’t go. I think he had come a couple of times before I was at a level where I was ready to join him.
We played games, we found new positions, I think one was the scissors which is a fantastic angle! We had toys, we had costumes. We snuggled, we rested. I came downstairs in a jeans and a hoody and it took Dorian ages to discover the corset I had on underneath…was very quickly dragged upstairs after than discovery!
But nothing. I got close, very very close. But nothing would push me over the edge into an orgasm. Dorian was still facing away from me at the point I gave up. It meant that he didn’t see me burst into tears of frustration as I moved him off of me. He assumed I was exhausted as per usual when I lay down, curled up, so he came up behind me for a snuggle before sensing anything amiss. I couldn’t tell him half of the reasons I was crying. He understood though. He always says he understands and I believe that he does. But I don’t know how to change what is wrong.
Why did I cry?
- I’m frustrated at myself.
- I feel I’m letting Dorian down, he really is amazing at what he does.
- I feel like it’s my fault.
- I think that soon Dorian won’t bother trying with me anymore because he’ll assume it’ll be a wasted effort.
- I feel that I’ll start pushing him off of me early as I think it’s a waste of his effort.
- I fear that it means there is something physically or mentally wrong with me.
- I feel under pressure from myself .
- I can feel Dorian’s frustration at me though he tries to hide it
- I fear that what gets me turned on in the first place is putting me off in practice.
- I’m frustrated that I can’t express half of this to Dorian.
- I cried for so many reasons on top of that.
- Teeny, insignificant reasons and emotions that all suddenly just frothed to the surface and spilled over.
- Most of all I was crying because Dorian was so understanding and wonderful and deserves a lot better than me!
What can I do?
- Practice?
- Try something new?
- Hypnosis :p
- Persevere?
- Give up trying?
- Become a nun
Help me guys!
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~ by silverarcheress on September 18, 2010.
