So I'd call that 4.5 within about 6-8 minutes.
This one took a good 3 minutes (including crawling and smoke-rolling time). And would be a shame to have eaten all those pineapple chunks for nothing. I certainly felt completely finished (and soaked), but by the time I'd rolled myself a smoke I'd kind of realised that even without any makeup there was something I could put on my face to make me prettier. (Well, you can imagine, can't you.) My legs had gone to sleep so I kind of fell off the chair onto the floor a little bit, giggling quietly to myself as I tried not to pass out, and dragged myself into the lounge for a smoke. I was feeling rather happy at this point. Straight through a "WTF?" (I'm going to call it a half) and on to a real FINISH! I was still "up there", you know, still close, so about a minute or so later it happened again. I didn't really feel like I'd completely finished though. It was a definite cum, not as good as you'd expect after 9 hours work, but a definite cum. I was kneeling up on my seat, possibly leaning forwards to kiss or lick the screen at apropriate times (possibly I can neither confirm nor deny that at this particular time), with a hand shoved down the front of my panties kind of just stroking and squishing myself with my fingertips in a girly sort of way when I came. I'd worked myself up into quite a state and really, REALLY needed to finish. ummm, yeah, ok, it was about 9 hours later. Those sissy hypno thingees are quite fascinating, and time sure does fly when you're having fun.
It couldn't really get hard, just sit, squashed in there, twitching and leaking.
My knob was kind of bent around in almost a full circle with the tip right back up against the base of my ballbag. I'd got myself dressed up all girly one morning, with my knob tucked away and panties pulled up really tight to keep it there and started watching some of those sissy hypno trainer thingees. If I can just remember that I'm single now BEFORE I'm halfway home again, I might even get around to chatting up one of the boys or girls at the supermarket.Īnyhoo, on to the main event. I'm feeling much happier and smilier now. Since there's nothing that makes me happier than "pretty" does, I thought I'd have a go at it myself and try being a sissy, for a little while at least. And I needed to feel a bit happier about myself, because if I don't like me then why the fuck would anyone else bother. I needed a bit of cheering up, because nobody's going to be interested in a sad, boring, glum little fuck, are they. And I can't really see any way of putting it to use with anyone else it's pretty much a one man job, I'm afraid.Ī quick bit of background, I suppose. I've done this on 3 different occasions now, so it is a real thing, not just something hinky that happened once.
This is a series of distinctly seperate "endings" followed by a god almighty "finish" over the course of a few minutes. If you're even interested.įirst off, it's not that muscle control thing where you just cum once, like normal, but you can let it out in "lumps". This could take a while (I'm drinking, and feeling a bit chatty), so you might want to finish what you came here for and read this afterwards. Hullo :o) I've recently found a way to achieve multiple orgasms.