by Solla on Thu Oct 27, 2005 2:25 pm
Hubby and I have little restrictions, except for fidelity. One day I told him I needed something from the store. He said okay, but only if I agree to do something for him in return - he wanted me to get on my sybian and remain on it until he returned. To ensure I'd keep up to my side of the agreement, I was bound to it. Anyway, what should have been no more than a half-hour round trip turned out to be nearly two, because of an accident (or so he claimed!). When he came home I was semi-conscious, sobbing and screaming simultaneously, as the waves of orgasm seemed to be equally numbing and unbelievably intense. He quickly turned it off, and tried to lift me off it. I couldn't handle that added stimulation, so he brought over a chair for me to rest on, and I remained there, with it off, impaled for nearly an hour. That happened in the morning and I spent the rest of the day in bed, sleeping - not something I believe a bed should be used for during the day. I told my girlfriend about it (she thinks I'm nuts, but is a good listener, and I think she lives out her sexual fantasies through me, so we're the best of friends) and she told me that I should hate him for doing that to me. I disagreed, because I agreed to it... and I really did enjoy it... as a once in a lifetime experience, thank you.
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Love is too important to let romance become stale.