Second

The second one is much easier than the first. I’ve never really considered extending sexual stimulation after an orgasm, but now that I do, I find that it is actually not very hard to work my own arousal back up pretty quickly. Again, I am helped by a video clip. A girl is straddling a guy and doing a cowgirl on him. Her position is very much like miy own, it’s just that she rides a porn guy’s big cock, while I am limited to an artificial tool.

I try to play a little game, and match my own riding speech to the rhythm of the video girl. I fail miserably, my muscles can keep up with her frantic riding speed for barely 15 seconds. She must be trained, it flashes through my head, _I guess you can actually train to be better at this... _How would that work? In my mind, I create images of a gym full of fitness equipment, where groups of girls work themselves into a sweat, training the muscles in their thighs and hips for delivering harder and longer cowgirl rides on guy’s cocks… I shiver at the thought, and it isn’t a shiver of disgust.

I lean on the pole with even more of my body weight, so the dildo can take an extra inch. It is enough. My second orgasm is much more intense, even if it doesn’t last very long, like a sharp peak in a graph.

My nerves and my muscles and my joints all want to relax and sag down, but I realize that isn’t the way to meet my challenge. I allow myself only seconds of rest, seated across the pole, the dildo still stuck deep into me, to allow the panting to die down just a little bit. Then I yell out to the mirror: Two!”, and bite my lip in resolution. Thirty is an awful lot, I can’t take long rests after each one… I must ride again.