Please note the comma in the title. 😉

Yes, ladies and gentlemen – after over 6 months of waiting, I finally got my orgasm! We didn’t do any crazy kinky scene or anything, but it was very much enjoyable for both of us.

My Lady and I had actually spent almost an entire week away from each other due to a medical procedure for a family member – it wasn’t an emergency or anything, but it really sucked to be separated from each other for that long. We were a little preoccupied during the week (hence the low amount of posts/tweets recently), but we were still able to stay somewhat connected via phone and texts.

After the week, we were seriously craving some together time, so ML and I wasted no time in having some “reconnectey” sex. It was REALLY good, and so when I asked ML if I could keep going and cum, she said yes.

So I did. 🙂

Similar to as I’ve described before, my first orgasm in 6 months wasn’t mind blowing or totally awesome – usually the soul crushing amazing cums happen later – but it certainly was nice and felt really good. But the funny part was what happened after.

I could tell ML really enjoyed feeling me cum inside her, and her hands started rubbing all over my body. After a few moments, her fingers find my nipples and began tickling them. Maybe it was all of the good vibe hormones in my brain overflowing from my orgasm and the nipple stimulation combined, but I started giggling and could not stop.

ML wouldn’t stop messing with my nipples, either, so I just kept laughing until both of us were going crazy! So there we are: my cock still inside of ML, having just cum inside her, and we are both laughing hysterically.

(Which, by the way, makes her pussy squeeze on me pretty damn good!)

The funny thing is that the laughing fit afterwards felt better than the orgasm itself: cumming was a great physical treat, but the laughing was such a deep tension release on a sensual/emotional level. The fact that ML was laughing right along with me made it all the more better. THIS is the reason why I enjoy the teasing and orgasm denial so much: not the orgasm itself at the end of it specifically, but the entire experience itself from beginning to end and in between. It makes even the weirdest things an intensely pleasurable experience.