Wednesday, December 28, 2016


There have been very few occasions when I've cried during an orgasm. A couple with the bf and a couple with Rob. 
Neither person has ever noticed as far as I know. It's not like I break down into a sobbing mess. 

I'm not sure how long it's been since the bf and I had sex. But I do know it's been over a week since I've had an orgasm, even on my own. I've been incredibly horny for days. My nights were spent dreaming of sex to the point I wasn't sure if I'd possibly had a nocturnal orgasm the night before Christmas. But with the bf here I hadn't ventured into masturbating in bed with him sleeping next to me, even if I've done it numerous times before. 

This morning, after he got up for a few hours to let me sleep in, he crawled back into bed with me and we had sex. 

The orgasm was self assisted and it was frustratingly difficult to reach but when it came I screamed into his pillow and cried. 

The tear factor always confuses me. I'm never quite sure what causes it. There's this momentary and very intense sadness that hits me and I have no idea what I'm sad about in that very precise instant. It's obviously not just sadness, there's happiness, joy and most definitely a fucking huge release. 

It's this intense rush of emotions, chemicals flood the brain and muscles go into a frenzy. Fuck is it ever good. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

We cry when we are happy, we cry when we are sad, we cry at sweet TV commercials or stories of families torn apart. I cry during music when a particular key change kicks in or the lyrics remind me of friends long past. It is no surprise that sex, that most intimate of moments, so loaded with emotions and stress and Joy also involves tears.