[FM] – Continues Orgasm Challenge – Unexpected Result – Plus a part two. [FORCED ORGASM] [LIGHT BONDAGE]

So last night I experienced something completely new due to orgasm overload. Me and the BF decided to try and put it to the test how many rolling orgasms I could handle/for how long.

As some of you will know from my past stories, he’s very good at using his tongue/fingers to alternate between stimulating my clit or my g-spot in such a way that when the first orgasm starts to finish, he’ll adjust his focus to start the second from the alternative place. If that makes sense?

Usually, we have to bind my hands and he’ll control my hips and legs, as initially right after the first orgasms my body reacts as you’d expect and tries to reject his touch, squirming, kicking, bucking, pushing him away, etc. I try not to, but I can’t help it, I know how great it can feel if I just resist the impulse to push him off but I lose control of my body.

We established the ground rules were: 1: We’d start the timer from the first orgasm. 2: We’d then not stop it until either: – I stopped having any kind of orgasm for more than 10 seconds. – I used the Safe Word to get him to stop as I can’t take any more – I passed out for more than 15 seconds. (Passing out during a big orgasm is quite normal for me)

So for this, we got some more restraints. I didn’t want to spoil it.

After my dinner had gone down, and we’d shared some wine, we got things started. As usual, a lot of kissing and touching started to help get me in the mood. I’d been chatting about me and my BF’s sex life a bit with a few Redditors so I was already a bit excited. Soon I’m laying back on our sturdy table in the RV again. (This gets way more action than the bed does) He straps my wrists and my ankles into the restrains and makes sure they are tight, I’m not moving anywhere. He began stood side on to me, kissing me firmly, one hand on my face, the other slowly working its way down my body. It found it’s target and he began the little movements, lightly he starts teasing my clit. Things begin to build up, I swear that he can either read my mind or feel what I’m feeling, he decides to leave my clit alone, I’m close, not close enough, but still close. He begins to lube up his fingers, then, kissing my body as he goes, moves down to the end so he can take over with his tongue. He only presses lightly though with his tongue, enough to keep me close but not enough to send me over if you know what I mean. He starts to slide a finger into me and begins stroking, pressing, right where I need it. I start to hear how wet I’m getting, I can feel myself being to clench slightly on him reactively, I’m now really on the cusp, either could send me over. He knew this and began skilfully teasing me with his tongue, his finger inside me was now just lightly resting where it needed to be. He began to really tease me with his tongue though, cheating maybe, he kept bringing me right to the edge, dangling me over essentially, but then pulling me back. He knows this will give me a big orgasm, my body is now begging him to finish it. He then stopped, right as I was there, and started kissing the crease between my groin and thigh, this always drives me wild and he knows it. Then finally, he puts his tongue back where I wanted it most, with just a few licks and flicks my first orgasm had started. His free hand hits the timer on his phone, and as I shook lightly from the first orgasm, he began bringing the second one in, rubbing and pressing directly on my G-spot. Almost as soon as the first one had ended he’d got the next one going. As I was mid-orgasm, he decided to try and use his tongue on my clit again. This was a slight mistake as it was obviously still very sensitive and although my limbs were bound tight I still had some limited movement in my hips and on reaction, smashed him in the face with my vagina, busting his lip. L However, he didn’t let this bother him, he simply used his hand instead for now. He toyed with my clit, each touch forced me to squirm as spasm as much as I could in my tied down state. Being so tied up and powerless was a huge turn on it itself. I’d completely submitted myself to the man I love more than anything, the man who can practically bring me to orgasm at will. He continued to alternate between Clit and G bringing me to orgasm after another, we’d passed the 10-minute mark by now and I’d already started passing a few seconds at a time with each orgasm, my whole body was shaking, overwhelmed with pleasure, totally euphoric, everything tingled. He continued this as he was, switching his hands occasionally, to ensure he could carry on. Then something new happened to me. He was bringing me to orgasm again by focusing on my G-spot, as I came, he went down on me again, his free hand pressed down firmly just below my abdomen, to restrict my squirming, doing this made his fingers press into my G-spot even harder, he licked and then began sucking on my clit. This sent my body into overdrive, I felt a buzz throughout my entire body, that familiar feeling of my orgasm crawling over my skull before I passed out came in, I felt my eyes roll back, and then that was it. Next thing I knew, I was moaning from another orgasm and I tasted blood. I panicked and used the safe word. He stopped immediately, the orgasm didn’t however, I continue to shake a squirm for a few minutes. He stopped the timer, I was in a confused state, every nerve ending in my body was alight. I just lay there strapped in, unable to move regardless of restraints, he kissed me which caused a mini orgasm type aftershock, his hand touching me as he unstrapped me was too intense, it felt like I was about to cum again just from him touching my ankle. To further the confusion, the timer was at 28 minutes. It turned out the blended orgasm gave me some sort of Orgasmic amnesia, he swears blind I wasn’t out for more than a few seconds, I continued moaning, gasping, orgasming as before, I bit my lip so hard I cut into it, hence the taste of blood. I’d basically continued orgasming but was totally unable to remember it.

I wanted to repay the favour, I tried to tell him to fuck me, but I could barely articulate, or move.

He tried to carry me to the bed but his hands on my body still felt too extreme to bear, I just lay there on the table for about an hour recovering before he finally managed to carry me to bed.

It was intense, extreme and insane, and that’s just what I could remember!

There is, however, a part two…

… I felt guilty for not having allowed him to come last night. I woke up feeling this guilt about 4 am. Guilty and still horny, although sore, my body feels like I’ve done a workout again. Especially my abs. He was fast asleep, I toyed with him a little but he didn’t seem to be waking. I thought I’d have a quick check of Reddit before going back to sleep. However, my favourite poster on Gonewild had posted 3 exceptionally sexy posts of herself. This made me really horny, especially one of the posts, it made it so easy to picture my BF fucking her doggy style, which is my favourite way for him to fuck me too.

I began to tease myself, to loosen myself up as much as I could, I recently purchased a small dildo for just this occasion. Once I’d come, and I was looser, I pulled back the covers and went down on my BF. I took his flaccid dick in my mouth, I love doing this as I can fit it all in like this and feel it grow hard, till I’m left to focus on the head. He’s woken up by his now very hard dick in my mouth, with a huge smile on his face. Probably about the only way you can wake someone at about half four in the morning without pissing them off. I grab the lube and smother his dick in it before climbing on top of him. It took a bit of easing into but I managed to take him like this, I began rocking back and forth on him, I was surprisingly quick to orgasm, it was again very strong, as I came he began moving his hips up and down, driving up into me from below until he burst a load inside me. I climbed off quickly as quickly as I could, still feeling a little like jelly, and took him back in my mouth. I wanted him to do his trick and stay hard, I wanted him to do me from behind.

After just a moment or two he’d stayed hard, he got off the bed and picked me up, his arms under my legs, he then pressed me against the wall, whilst I wrapped my hands around his neck. He tried to kiss me but we both had sore lips, he fucked me deep against the wall and it felt incredible! I came again, a wet quivering shaky mess in his arms. He helped me to the floor, I was very weak in the legs, any soreness I felt from earlier was being counteracted now, by adrenaline, oxytocin, love, I dunno, but all I knew I wanted him to finish from behind again. I got down on all fours and dropped my head, his hands gripped my hips firmly, he slid deep inside me, started off with his slow, long, firm strokes, each stroke dragging me closer and closer to cumming again. I imagined briefly how great it would be to see him do this to that Redditor I mentioned, to make her feel as amazing as he made me feel. I started to whimper as an orgasm began to escape again, he then did what I love best and increased to full pace, “Ragdolling” me, till I screamed with ecstasy, squirting over his dick as my legs began to fail and my consciousness start to fade for a moment. He lay me down and proned me slowly till he came deep inside me again.

After lying there for a bit I went to recover in bed whilst he cooked breakfast. I love this man so much!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8jlgc0/fm_continues_orgasm_challenge_unexpected_result