Another successful story: from "anorgasmia" to pure bliss
Posted: Sun Jan 10, 2016 3:01 pm
Good evening everyone
I joined the site a while ago but only now had the proper time to sit and write my story. Hopefully it will help and motivate the inexperienced and shed light on troublesome aspects.
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It's been around... seven months I would say since my partner decided to stop taking birth control pills. Before that time our sex life had many ups and downs; I am strongly sexual while she isn't, so that's a pickle. It always bothered me that she could only cum if masturbating, but I was getting progressively dissatisfied until about... a couple of years, maybe, when I made abundantly clear how much it bothered me; moreover (and I think it's a proper subject to bring it up here), lately I've come to reject masturbation altogether since it is clearly a perversion for its obvious objectifying nature. Now... when I say perversion, I'm not saying 'kinkiness', 'naughtiness' or anything like it. Perversion is the objectification of an individual, i.e. treating somebody as means and not as an end on itself. I don't want to taint the story by delving too deep into this subject, although I think it is a topic of paramount relevance, specially in our days.
Moving forward... she stopped masturbating a while before I reached this conviction but she was still unable to cum. One thing we discovered, though, was that not only she didn't miss cumming, but said to me several times that the whole experience felt more 'elevated' and 'joyous' in general (not to mention that it could last hours (and maybe that's why she said those things) while before we could never continue after she came). I felt bad that she didn't cum and there were times when I told her to masturbate, others when I reached down to do it, but every time she genuinely rejected my propositions or attempts. I came to realize that the whole 'cumming' concept might be more or less misunderstood by myself, others, and specially the scientific community. I definitely don't enjoy cumming more than the whole experience itself, in fact, the more I can abstain from it the better the experiences, be it for days or weeks. Before anyone thinks, this is not a case of delayed pleasure for when I finally cum, no huge amount of pleasure or "accumulated tension" ensues (I do ejaculate a lot, though).
Into the anal case. As I said before, about seven months ago she stopped taking birth control pills so our only way out was condoms or the backdoor. I'm not a big fan of condoms but neither a hater, so I thought we would start using them more often. She, on the other hand, absolutely hates condoms (and I actually never came to realize how much until just recently) so, whenever we started getting frisky with each other, her choice was the back entrance. We've always practiced anal moderately as I've always been a big fan and whenever we could get going (meaning she could relax sufficiently), she enjoyed plenty. This 'anal only' situation, however, even though implicitly decided, was never on the plans. As weeks passed, our lovemaking occasions started to gradually rise and each day seemed to be getting better and better. One day, though, out of the blue, I was utterly blown away. For the first time ever in our relationship (it's been close to 7 years now) she could take me as deep as I could go. Not only that, but she did it with ease! I was astounded, stupefied. Looking retrospectively, I feel that all the times we did anal prior to that day were like she was 'bearing' me somewhat; sometimes more, sometimes less. Obviously none of those times she was in pain, but that was definitely a borderline problem considering the 'bearing' nature of the situation. This time, however, everything was different. She wasn't 'bearing' anything, she was actively taking me in and I think the active nature of it all is key here (and to everyone else who's about to engage in this particular activity). Without a doubt, that was the most amazing experience I've had with her.
A couple of months ago, with our lovemaking frequency skyrocketed (we went from 1 time every 2 weeks to 3-4 times every week), I've suffered a motorcycle accident. Long story short, the car passed over my head and god knows how I didn't suffer any kind of cracking or fracture (always remember to take your vitamin D3 supplements, everybody
). On that day, after we got home (she wasn't with me on the motorcycle, she got to the hospital when I was on the MRI), I started teasing her and she promptly rejected, preoccupied that I could have a concussion or any life-threatening risk (the doctor asked me to stay at least 24 hours at the ICU as a precaution but I declined). After much persistence, she agreed, but she wasn't into the moment as I could easily tell. Fortunately or not, I came fast and went to take a bath to better wash off the asphalt dirt from my wounds. We went to bed after dinner and I started to tease her yet again. This time, though, she wasn't as reluctant as before (I guess she trusted I was really alright) and we fully engaged in our making out rituals. As we started to make love, I could easily see and feel she was greatly enjoying; she was moaning ever louder, her body was writhing and she was pushing, clenching and twitching around me as never before. I was befuddled and ecstatic at the same time. Her reactions began to rise in a crescendo until suddenly her whole body started convulsing in waves of spasms that seemed endless. I reached to see if she was alright and she was crying; she just had an orgasm. I was so happy at the moment I could've easily cried myself!
Our frequency is still high and our love life never been better. Now, every time we make love she can drive herself to orgasm. The best advice I would give to newcomers is that the active role of the ladies in the act cannot be overstated. I think that this switch is key to a successful and much more pleasurable and intense moment between the couple.
Happy lovemaking to you all
P.S.: After she stopped taking birth control pills, her libido moved up considerably, her face must have rejuvenated at least 4 years (which is really amazing and terrible at the same time), her natural lubrication went back to what we haven't seen in ages and her belly diminished considerably. I may note that she tried the most varied of pills available and it seems that even the ones with what doctors claim to be an allegedly small amount of hormones, the side effects can be pretty drastic.
P.S.S.: Any pendency someone might have for anything I said, be about any detail I might have omitted or about any opinion I issued, please do speak up. That's why we're here after all.
I joined the site a while ago but only now had the proper time to sit and write my story. Hopefully it will help and motivate the inexperienced and shed light on troublesome aspects.
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It's been around... seven months I would say since my partner decided to stop taking birth control pills. Before that time our sex life had many ups and downs; I am strongly sexual while she isn't, so that's a pickle. It always bothered me that she could only cum if masturbating, but I was getting progressively dissatisfied until about... a couple of years, maybe, when I made abundantly clear how much it bothered me; moreover (and I think it's a proper subject to bring it up here), lately I've come to reject masturbation altogether since it is clearly a perversion for its obvious objectifying nature. Now... when I say perversion, I'm not saying 'kinkiness', 'naughtiness' or anything like it. Perversion is the objectification of an individual, i.e. treating somebody as means and not as an end on itself. I don't want to taint the story by delving too deep into this subject, although I think it is a topic of paramount relevance, specially in our days.
Moving forward... she stopped masturbating a while before I reached this conviction but she was still unable to cum. One thing we discovered, though, was that not only she didn't miss cumming, but said to me several times that the whole experience felt more 'elevated' and 'joyous' in general (not to mention that it could last hours (and maybe that's why she said those things) while before we could never continue after she came). I felt bad that she didn't cum and there were times when I told her to masturbate, others when I reached down to do it, but every time she genuinely rejected my propositions or attempts. I came to realize that the whole 'cumming' concept might be more or less misunderstood by myself, others, and specially the scientific community. I definitely don't enjoy cumming more than the whole experience itself, in fact, the more I can abstain from it the better the experiences, be it for days or weeks. Before anyone thinks, this is not a case of delayed pleasure for when I finally cum, no huge amount of pleasure or "accumulated tension" ensues (I do ejaculate a lot, though).
Into the anal case. As I said before, about seven months ago she stopped taking birth control pills so our only way out was condoms or the backdoor. I'm not a big fan of condoms but neither a hater, so I thought we would start using them more often. She, on the other hand, absolutely hates condoms (and I actually never came to realize how much until just recently) so, whenever we started getting frisky with each other, her choice was the back entrance. We've always practiced anal moderately as I've always been a big fan and whenever we could get going (meaning she could relax sufficiently), she enjoyed plenty. This 'anal only' situation, however, even though implicitly decided, was never on the plans. As weeks passed, our lovemaking occasions started to gradually rise and each day seemed to be getting better and better. One day, though, out of the blue, I was utterly blown away. For the first time ever in our relationship (it's been close to 7 years now) she could take me as deep as I could go. Not only that, but she did it with ease! I was astounded, stupefied. Looking retrospectively, I feel that all the times we did anal prior to that day were like she was 'bearing' me somewhat; sometimes more, sometimes less. Obviously none of those times she was in pain, but that was definitely a borderline problem considering the 'bearing' nature of the situation. This time, however, everything was different. She wasn't 'bearing' anything, she was actively taking me in and I think the active nature of it all is key here (and to everyone else who's about to engage in this particular activity). Without a doubt, that was the most amazing experience I've had with her.
A couple of months ago, with our lovemaking frequency skyrocketed (we went from 1 time every 2 weeks to 3-4 times every week), I've suffered a motorcycle accident. Long story short, the car passed over my head and god knows how I didn't suffer any kind of cracking or fracture (always remember to take your vitamin D3 supplements, everybody


Our frequency is still high and our love life never been better. Now, every time we make love she can drive herself to orgasm. The best advice I would give to newcomers is that the active role of the ladies in the act cannot be overstated. I think that this switch is key to a successful and much more pleasurable and intense moment between the couple.
Happy lovemaking to you all

P.S.: After she stopped taking birth control pills, her libido moved up considerably, her face must have rejuvenated at least 4 years (which is really amazing and terrible at the same time), her natural lubrication went back to what we haven't seen in ages and her belly diminished considerably. I may note that she tried the most varied of pills available and it seems that even the ones with what doctors claim to be an allegedly small amount of hormones, the side effects can be pretty drastic.
P.S.S.: Any pendency someone might have for anything I said, be about any detail I might have omitted or about any opinion I issued, please do speak up. That's why we're here after all.
