A recent comment from Jorgen made me think about those orgasms some of us would have had when there are other people about. Climbing allowed me to do this quite often when I was younger because at first I was far to young to understand the sexual connection and as I became more aware of this I realised less than one in ten humans really understand that climbing gives you an orgasm. Obviously this last point becomes one of conjecture because just how can you spot a climber, well it’s simple you can’t unless you are one.
But the truth of the point is can you spot other people who are potentially having secret orgasms around us everyday. Well because they are secret it’s hard to say. I recently purchased a new toy, which I had noticed have become all the rage, it’s a pink oval vibrating egg that you can insert inside yourself with a long tail so there is absolutely no chance of losing it. It provides the most amazing throbbing sensation and while it has of yet failed to ring my bell when inserted naturally it’s certainly got me buzzing. Amazingly I found that while sitting to attention it made me very damp from buzzing my G Spot which it seemed to find on its own in an upright seated position. It got me thinking could I use this in public but wet spots and me not wearing underwear put a stop to this idea.
It was however a hit when I used it climbing, but only when I repositioned it in my bum. It kind of connected an erotic area of my body I had not previously considered. I’m quite proud of my ass and I know only to well the effect it can have on the opposite sex. Anal sex is something many of us have considered and tried but for some it remains taboo I’m not really sure why. I never thought of it prior to meeting my husband and it was him that gave me one of the best orgasms ever by penetrating my little star and doing my clit with a vibrator at the same time. It was quite staggering really because anal sex and a bullet vibrator on their own do nothing for me but on this occasion Wham by mixing the two I got lift off. To be fair it has to be in the right position, and a bar stool with a back support used in reverse is critical to success. I soon found out that the best feelings came as he entered me, so I got him to stab my little star while I concentrated on smashing my clit with my favourite toy. He soon became very adept at penetrating and withdrawing which seemed to give him a pulsating erection. I actually think we both ended up out of control but because he came all over my bum as opposed to inside me which he always likes to do. But the feeling of all that warm juice on my bum just got me in to even more trouble the problem was that while I could feel what was going on I could not see it for my self.
There’s more to this story but I have digressed from my actual topic of secret orgasms in public which are so readily available from climbing. I have a female friend who follows this blog who tells me by focusing deeply on repetitive muscle control she can orgasm in a seated position fully clothed. Syntribation I believe is it’s name and it’s yet another method of female masturbation. It has to be said us girls have a massive choice when it comes to wanking no wonder climax from normal sex is so hard to achieve there are after all so many other choices. Tom who first introduced me to climbing once showed me how he used to masturbate in class inside his trousers. When he showed me it changed all of my many preset ideas that all boys love wanking furiously in school toilets with their trousers round there ankles over porn magazines. Tom told me that sometimes he would get a stiff prick in class, certain classrooms had the desks set in U shapes and this allowed him to look at the girls legs across the other side, he had a favourite Michelle Wright who always wore tan tights. Watching her legs waiting to see what colour pants she had on was one of his favourite sports. Naturally Tom had found a way of removing the stiffness and devised a method of wanking it inside his trousers. I was keen to see this but Tom wasn’t going to give away his secret without me paying for it. So he arranged that we sat opposite each other after he got me to remove my panties, (yes my mum made me wear them to school) the idea being he wanted to look up my skirt. I felt rather stupid sat there knowing I had to part my knees in order to view this spectacle but soon forgot that once I saw the tent in his trousers. What he did next was quite smart because by placing his left hand in his pocket and freeing his prick from his Y fronts he somehow started to masturbate virtually without moving in his trousers. I thought at first he was cheating but I soon noticed his eyes which fixed on my legs were starting to gain that funny look I had seen before he comes. Not wishing to miss out on a finale, I snapped my knees together and took charge of the situation. Tom wasn’t really concerned he knew he was going get his reward so he just did as he was told. I got him to take down his trousers and show me what he was doing. His prick stuck out at 45 degrees stiff with the glands covered by his foreskin. But as he sat down it changed angle to run along side of his thigh, he simply retracted the foreskin and with some dexterity he held the head of his prick with his thumb and finger and moved the head very gently against his inner thigh. This movement of not more than two to three inches was virtually impossible to see if covered because his hand hardly moved.
It was ingenious in that the slower he seemed to move the more intense the feeling became. I could tell this, the colour of the glands changed through to a deep purple as it became engorged with blood and at the end of each mini stroke against his thigh there was a noticeable twitch as the head moved away from his thigh. Each stroke of two to three inches was taking about a second to complete and as the feelings raised he slowed to a virtual standstill. Up to now he had deployed his left hand on his right thigh but a change to his right hand allowed me to view this spectacle a lot more clearly. The stroke was slowing to a standstill but the head would rear as it left contact with his thigh though it was noticeably so stiff now and glistened with pre cum which had lubricated each movement. The amazing thing was that I would have expected the tempo to increase the closer he got to that funny face but it was exactly the opposite. At the end of each upward stroke the head twitched and pulsed. I later found out that it was a sensation he only got from stroking his penis this way, the slower the better. Now with the pre cum lubricating each stroke and the purple head of his penis so stiff for a moment he wanked it with a natural motion up and down but soon stopped and returned to the thigh stroking method he had started with. While things had slowed considerably I could tell he was about to blow he was thrusting slightly each time the head completed a stroke and the pre cum formed strings between the head and his thigh. His funny face with eyes wide open and fixed on my Pusey never moved but he gasped when almost involuntarily I opened my legs further and I could feel my extremely moist lips part in doing so. This seemed to have the desired effect as I noticed a small flow of semen pour from his head before a single spurt of cum shot over his thigh. I can’t tell you how erotic this was and I had the amazing desire to touch myself which I resisted.
Watching the aftermath was magic. Tom sat back in the chair his eyes closed hands by his side. Penis now back at 45 degrees there was not a lot of cum but it took ages to go down. Tom stood up and normal male service was restored with the site of his trousers round his ankles he stood wanking his prick as the last drops fell to the floor I remember thinking typical of a boy to spoil what was was a really erotic episode. Afterwards he told me he could he could complete the entire exercise without even moving but he would have to pretend to cough when he came in order to get some much needed air in his lungs after coming. For some reason or another there was never much cum with this method and it did not make a wet mark. Tom had perfected the method to such an extent he had even made a hole in his pocket in order get the right grip on his penis. The climax was so different he told me it was very similar to the feeling he got from climbing. It did require a great deal of self control when he tried it alone he frequently just ended up tossing himself off. The key seemed to be that watching Michelle’s legs raised the anti allowing for the slow pulsating orgasm similar in climbing.
The more I thought about this the more I understood what he was telling me Tom had engaged that deep climbing sensation because of the tension he was generating with each stroke of his penis head. By activating his those public muscles around lower groin and bottom and pulling them up on a regular basis he was as my friend had told me found away to orgasm just by controlling his penis head. I tried this in various shapes and sizes but nothing and the closest I got was strangely in a laying position. If I double crossed my legs laid on my side and pulled them up slowly so my knees came up towards my chest a warm feeling started in my vagina to develop this further I instantly pulled my anus in and up at the same time before straightening my legs. The feeling this generated left me with a nice glow but despite pushing it to near exhaustion no way was I going to heaven.
Thinking about this further it was Sideways attempt at the gym exercise called the captains chair and to be honest that has never worked for me either.