An Explosion Of Pleasure

The sound I make is inhuman.

It is a cry beyond ken. It is a cry beyond anything that I’ve ever heard before and I have half a mind to wonder whether it’s really happening in real life or whether it’s just in my dream.

Or I would wonder that, if I had any mind to wonder at all.

But I don’t. All I have is the ragged illumination of my entirety as I shudder on the crest of it and feel myself thrust over. My whole body defined by the pressure before the heat washes it all away and I tense before I collapse into nothingness.

Like a star folding in on itself I clench down and then erupt out with light and heat. I spasm and shake and I babble with senseless understanding as my world is reduced down to the moment of climax before it washes over into another.

Another and another and another and it’s following some timing that I can’t understand until I realize that each is timed to a perfect pounding inside of me and it’s him.

He’s making me cum.

Again and again and again.

Each thrust of his cock pressing me up and then dragging me down. Each throbbing pulse of him building and dropping and making me ache for more.

And through it all I change, I gain a control over myself that I never thought I would have.

My senseless cries becoming senseless words as animalistic instinct gives way to overwhelming intent. I start to shift and move in in his arms and I start to come back to life.

But the pleasure is still nigh overwhelming. It still takes my breath away and makes me tense and relax in a repetitive rhythm. It still makes my whole body ache and tremble, sweat beading on my skin as I groan with ragged delight and beg for him not to stop.

I want more. More than even a sainted figure deserves and more than the sinner I am should get but he’ll give it to me. Here in my fantasy he’ll give me what I want and make me crave it for now and evermore. He’ll make me need and never want to go back.

Never want to stop. Never want to settle for less ever again.

Because why have once when you can have multiple? Why cum once when you can cum forever?

Oh god I could live in this moment. I could find in it something that I never knew was possible. Something I always knew was missing and something that drove me here, into this dream but more so into this body.

Into this journey I was taking with a singular thought and vision of…

“More.”

More than I ever thought I could take and more than I ever even knew was possible and each time it brings me higher and brings me down but doesn’t let me fall. Each time I fall back I crave even more, until I come back to life and push back onto him.

In his arms I find new purpose. Seeing how high I can go.

Soon enough the time between my climaxes grows and lengthens and I find that I can push and change my strategy. Because cumming on my own was fun, over and over again. Oh it was so much fun.

But if cumming on my own was so much fun I have to wonder. If it could feel so fucking good all by myself then… then…

Then what would it be like if he came right alongside me?

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