KarmaSutra
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Boys and girls, I feel as if my life is playing out it's own Curb your enthusiasm episode.
Let me begin at the beginning.
I have two women I currently have sexual relationships with. I've always been, and will continue to be, honest with both of them regarding spending their time with me. Up front I explained that I am not a one woman man. It's completely up them and their own conscience if they're willing to have a relationship such as this, on my terms. They know where the door exits anytime they want.
As has been the case time and again, they both agreed at the beginning that they were fine with our arrangement. I don't want wh0res or women with no cooth. On the contrary, I have a very high regard for who I am and I will not have anything less than those qualities in the women I become sexually connected. Inevitably, her emotions get the best of her and she tries the old ultimatum route.
"It's all of you or I don't want to talk to you anymore." So I thank them for the time I've had and wish her the best in her future. Then I eliminate any and all contact with her. After a few days she'll send a message or communicate somehow how I'm doing without her? These go unanswered without fail.
There have been a few who's tenacity had become so raw that I relented and touched base with. These admitted that, "part of you is better than none of you. When can I see you again?" So I'll let them back in until bad behaviour rears her horned head from my lap and I have to put her back in time out.
None of this is me boasting. I'm telling you what happens when congruence is ingrained in a man and his confident perception of his own masculinity can become more addictive to a woman than any drug.
Now, on to my issue. One of the women I'm seeing (we'll call her K) has all of the qualities in a woman I could eventually become monogamous for a spell. She's hot, mid-thirties, she's brilliantly funny, she has a very high IQ and is very well read. She makes over 100k a year, would give me every penny if I were monetarily interested in the least (which I'm not. I have my own money). She's sexually confident and explorative and she's so funny to the point of being sarcastic.
She's as close to a perfect mate as I could expect. Here's the rub.
When she get's to the point of orgasm she starts to make these horrible sounds like she's choking and gasping for air. Every sexual impulse leaves me. My cack goes limp, my arsehole puckers and I fvcking freak out because it sounds like I'm slowly murdering the poor girl. I've tried everything. I've turned her over so her face is in a pillow. That doesn't work because she truly may choke out. I bought a ballgag for her to wear in some light bondage play. That don't work either. I've talked to her about it but she says I make her cvm too hard. (I should preface this by admitting I have a rule where every time I'm with a woman sexually I ALWAYS get her off twice before I go in for mine (this is a topic for a future thread).
When I think about being with K, I am feel like I'm walking on hot coals. I know the sex is wonderful up until the point she's going to climax. Then it all goes straight to sh!t.
I'm in a quandry because the one thing I'm supposed to enjoy the most is the one thing I dread.
I can hear the tuba thump intro from Curb as I type this...
...(FADE TO BLACK)
Let me begin at the beginning.
I have two women I currently have sexual relationships with. I've always been, and will continue to be, honest with both of them regarding spending their time with me. Up front I explained that I am not a one woman man. It's completely up them and their own conscience if they're willing to have a relationship such as this, on my terms. They know where the door exits anytime they want.
As has been the case time and again, they both agreed at the beginning that they were fine with our arrangement. I don't want wh0res or women with no cooth. On the contrary, I have a very high regard for who I am and I will not have anything less than those qualities in the women I become sexually connected. Inevitably, her emotions get the best of her and she tries the old ultimatum route.
"It's all of you or I don't want to talk to you anymore." So I thank them for the time I've had and wish her the best in her future. Then I eliminate any and all contact with her. After a few days she'll send a message or communicate somehow how I'm doing without her? These go unanswered without fail.
There have been a few who's tenacity had become so raw that I relented and touched base with. These admitted that, "part of you is better than none of you. When can I see you again?" So I'll let them back in until bad behaviour rears her horned head from my lap and I have to put her back in time out.
None of this is me boasting. I'm telling you what happens when congruence is ingrained in a man and his confident perception of his own masculinity can become more addictive to a woman than any drug.
Now, on to my issue. One of the women I'm seeing (we'll call her K) has all of the qualities in a woman I could eventually become monogamous for a spell. She's hot, mid-thirties, she's brilliantly funny, she has a very high IQ and is very well read. She makes over 100k a year, would give me every penny if I were monetarily interested in the least (which I'm not. I have my own money). She's sexually confident and explorative and she's so funny to the point of being sarcastic.
She's as close to a perfect mate as I could expect. Here's the rub.
When she get's to the point of orgasm she starts to make these horrible sounds like she's choking and gasping for air. Every sexual impulse leaves me. My cack goes limp, my arsehole puckers and I fvcking freak out because it sounds like I'm slowly murdering the poor girl. I've tried everything. I've turned her over so her face is in a pillow. That doesn't work because she truly may choke out. I bought a ballgag for her to wear in some light bondage play. That don't work either. I've talked to her about it but she says I make her cvm too hard. (I should preface this by admitting I have a rule where every time I'm with a woman sexually I ALWAYS get her off twice before I go in for mine (this is a topic for a future thread).
When I think about being with K, I am feel like I'm walking on hot coals. I know the sex is wonderful up until the point she's going to climax. Then it all goes straight to sh!t.
I'm in a quandry because the one thing I'm supposed to enjoy the most is the one thing I dread.
I can hear the tuba thump intro from Curb as I type this...
...(FADE TO BLACK)
