MenuForum NavigationForumActivityLoginRegisterForum breadcrumbs - You are here:Discussion ForumGeneral: Blog PostsOceanPost ReplyPost Reply: Ocean <blockquote><div class="quotetitle">Quote from <a class="profile-link highlight-default" href="#">Psycho Pomp</a> on July 20, 2026, 9:31 am</div><!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>I'm adding this one to the original list that can be found in my <a href="https://daretob.co.za/category/the-male-orgasm/" data-type="category" data-id="102">first post</a>, and calling her <strong>OCEAN</strong></p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>Multiple non-ejaculatory orgasms. Experienced this from anal/ prostate stimulation. Like waves flowing over your body. To many to count, but definitely double digits.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>Thank you Lisa for this amazing experience. By far, beyond any I've had to date.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:separator --> <hr class="wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity"/> <!-- /wp:separator --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>The air was thick with desire, her movements slow, yet intentional, echoing the rhythm of her heart. I lay bare beneath her, the cool of the air-conditioned room a stark contrast to the heat building within me. Her hands moved like the tide, ebbing and flowing, teasing and retreating, until I was gasping, my body arching toward her like the moon pulling the sea. The first wave hit me unexpectedly, a sudden surge of pleasure that rolled through me like a breaker crashing onto the shore. </p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>I cried out, her fingers digging into me as the sensation washed me, leaving me trembling in its wake. But before I could catch my breath, another wave was building, stronger this time, deeper. It rose within me, a crescendo of heat and need, until it crested and broke, sending shivers rippling through my body.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>Again and again, the waves came, each one more powerful than the last, each one pulling me further into the depths of ecstasy. </p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>I lost count of how many times I fell, how many times I rose, how many times the ocean of pleasure consumed me. My world narrowed to the rhythm of her touch and the endless, rolling tide of sensation that carried me away.</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>And then the tsunami came, set off by an earthquake deep inside of me. My screams were heard four, five rooms away. Releasing all my pent up energy, enough to transport them to another dimension for a moment, which felt like eternity. When that last epic waves subsided, leaving me spent and breathless, I felt as though I had been remade, my body and soul washed clean by the ocean. </p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --> <!-- wp:paragraph --> <p>I laid there with no sense of where my body started or ended. Like butter melted on a hot summers day. I began to fade, when I heard a concerned voice whisper in my ear, 'are you alive'; with the little energy I had left I uttered, "I don't need to be anymore" as I disappeared into the nether ...</p> <!-- /wp:paragraph --></blockquote><br> Cancel Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X
