I know not of jellyfish, though I *do* have experience with starfish. 😉
It takes quite a bit to wear me out. (And the Mister pipes in with, “She’s insatiable!”) I can count on one hand how many times I’ve experienced the leg-shaking, spaced-out, jellyfish-y, floaty Whaaa…? feeling after orgasming. And with one exception, multiples are always required to get me there. 😀
Insatiable… That’s a great way to be.
My guy constantly tells me that. I came out of a “bad sex” marriage and met him… He’s opened Pandora’s box and I can’t keep my hands, vagina or lips to myself when it comes to him!
It’s called Petite morte. Some people don’t like French, others really enjoy it. I’ve heard that the longer you go without an orgasm the more intense it becomes. It’s definitely true for an encounter, delaying intensifies it. When I first joined the Army I went at least 4 months without sexual contact and without masturbating. That first orgasm felt like being a virgin. It was just as intense as the very first time I came. And history repeats because I was alone both times.
hehehehe!
*Grin*
So, it’s been a good Birthday week so far?
It’s pretty much a week just like any other week. Monday was still Monday, if you know what I mean.
Except now I’m older.
Bleh.
Well you have the whole soaked, happy, dancing tigress thing going for you.
That doesn’t seem very Bleh from my seat here in the bleachers.
Well of course THAT’s not ‘bleh’. THAT is some serious Siberian sis-boom-bah-ness.
It’s the whole ‘Fek, it’s Monday and I’m another year older’ thing that’s ‘bleh’.
And what are you doing up in the bleachers anyway? Shouldn’t you be playing the field?
Sometimes, I just like to watch.
It very zen.
Okay… Well, while you get in touch with your inner voyeur, I’ll get just sit here and pet my pussy. Deal?
OM…OM..OMG, that is a deal!
Namaste, Feve.
Wrong! That tiger has no boobs. 😀
This post is about *pussy*, Dave. P-U-S-S-Y. Boobs have nothing to do with it. 😉
What?! Boobs make the world go ’round!
Happy place… happy place… 😉
I am less like a tiger after orgasm – more like a breathless jellyfish!
I know not of jellyfish, though I *do* have experience with starfish. 😉
It takes quite a bit to wear me out. (And the Mister pipes in with, “She’s insatiable!”) I can count on one hand how many times I’ve experienced the leg-shaking, spaced-out, jellyfish-y, floaty Whaaa…? feeling after orgasming. And with one exception, multiples are always required to get me there. 😀
Insatiable… That’s a great way to be.
My guy constantly tells me that. I came out of a “bad sex” marriage and met him… He’s opened Pandora’s box and I can’t keep my hands, vagina or lips to myself when it comes to him!
It’s called Petite morte. Some people don’t like French, others really enjoy it. I’ve heard that the longer you go without an orgasm the more intense it becomes. It’s definitely true for an encounter, delaying intensifies it. When I first joined the Army I went at least 4 months without sexual contact and without masturbating. That first orgasm felt like being a virgin. It was just as intense as the very first time I came. And history repeats because I was alone both times.
I like French. And Greek too. 😛
I’m currently overdue for an orgasm. Since Smotchy is at work at the moment… I will be cumming alone.
:: pout ::