My Orgasms

So powerful, so intense, an orgasm racks my body with pleasure.
My breathing becomes so fast it's like I can't breath fast enough.
My body shudders with pleasure and sensation.
My body becomes so hot with the blood rushing through it like liquid fire.

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My body shakes.
My back arches.
Time slows down.
A million stars ignite.
My heart pounds and my breath roars.
I rest and listen to them both.

My orgasms are an important part of my life.
Your orgasms are an important part of my life.
They're something I like to share with another.
and they're something like to have all on my own.

When I am with you,
my fingers are your friend.
my fingers are the ballet.
my fingers are geometry and trigonometry.

They perform circles,
squares,
figure eights,
parallel lines,
and perpendicular lines
over every square inch of your body.
They occupy your inner space.

Your lips glisten,
your breasts enlarge,
your vulva becomes crimson,
your vagina beats to it's own rhythm,
your gasps turn to moans,
and my fingers pleasure you until they can no more.

When you are with me,
your hand is a world explorer,
your fingers are her tools,
your fingers are my friend.

They lift me up,
they make me rise,
they climb to the top,
they slide to the bottom.
they massage above and they massage below.

I feel heat traveling up my body,
my legs begin a rhythmic motion.
My senses become more aware
but everything around me disappears.

My size changes slightly,
which tells you that I am near.
My body quakes,
For a moment my penis becomes like the sun.
My pleasure rides the rays.

When we are apart,
our hands reverse roles.
Our bodies crave, but they also remember.
The pleasure is as strong as our thoughts allow,
but we long to be together to share it. 

Sunshine, lolly pops, and rainbows
everything thats
wonderful is what i feel when
I have orgasms.

Orgasms Seems Like The Favorite Spasms And Topic I See.
You Can Live Without Them But Lifes
Much More Fun Feeling Them;
Don't You Agree?
They Give Off Warm Quivering Sensations;
Makes you Hunger for More.
Too Much Of Them Could Make You Feel Sore.
Mixed With Love And Affection
You'll Want To Keep On Answering That Knock At Your Door.
Sadly Some See It As Only To Score.
So If I'm With The One I Truly Adore;
I Think To Myself Who Could Ask For Anything More.
If For A Few Precious Moments Of Pleasure I'll Scream out And Give A Good Holler,("I FEEL FREE!)
("Oh GOD") (" Don't Stop ") "(Stay UP!)"( And Keep Strumming Me Like A Fiddle DEE DEE!) 

Twas the night before cuddling
and I wore only my blouse
my hormones were stirring
to the point of arouse.

I lay there excited in my warm bed,
while desire for pleasure danced in my head.
I wanted my lover but he was not here,
So I was on my own to do as I dare.

Within moments of touching there arose such a clatter,
I worried my neighbors would think something was the matter.
From within my vagina I felt a hot flash,
It went up my chest and caused me to gasp.

My breasts shined like mountains with new fallen snow,
and they hardened more as my fingers moved faster below.
Always to my amazement an orgasm was near,
my fingers kept moving until it appeared.

Convulsions of pleasure ran over my body,
I shivered and shook and I moaned quite loudly.
First one, then two and then three long orgasms,
Seeming never to end, these pleasurable spasms.

After so many times my pleasure had crested,
I ended my rapture and then I rested.

Never let anyone tell you masturbation is bad,
Our creator gave us orgasms and for that we should be glad.
It's easy and fun and you don't need a man,
You just use what you have to do what you can. 

I gently slide them in, my fingers they slide back and forth,
round and around they go creating sensations and much pleasure.
As my fingers gently slide in and out they get so wet, they go
in and out more easily so I speed up the motion. My vagina
starts to feel very wet and there's and tenseness building up.
I push my fingers in farther, opening up my legs wider to allow
more room for my hand.

My breath is coming in short excited gasps. I feel like my
fingers are going way to slow but I can't go any faster for
they are getting tired and just when I feel like I can't go
on anymore...an explosion, like fircrackers or a gun, goes
off inside me and my body convulses with the explosions and
the tenseness is gone. My body slowly relaxes and my breathing
slows and deepens and I lay quietly for a while. If the urge
is still strong I do it all again till I'm too tired to do
anything but drift off to sleep. 

Up close and personal I let her observe me as I gave myself an orgasm. She gave me one herself a long time ago but this time she just quietly watched with her head propped up on one arm.

The next day she told me that she felt bad about being so curious, but when we talked about it one more day later she told me that the sounds I made fascinated her and aroused her greatly. I needed to hear that. A few nights later, hours after I gave her entire body a well enjoyed massage, I helped her have one too. I love that she has so much trust in me. Nobody has ever trusted me as much as her. I need it.