I love it when Aimee asks me that question.

Just wait till she sees it pop.

Still true too.

Not true! He has a couple. He just hides them cleverly.

ETA:...not that that x-post supports my point very well.

Ha! Take that pixie!

Poor Matilda! I can't ever keep track of when things happen, but I hope that she's completely forgotten every bit of the vomit by now, and that JZ is all restifying.

So, I have a slightly weird sex-related question, and google is not being helpful (probably because I have no idea what search terms to use). The Bitches, though, are always helpful, or at least can probably point me in the right direction to read up on things.

Warning: the remainder of this post is mostly spoil-texted because, despite the thread description, I know not everybody wants to be forced to read too many details about my sex life.

So, I'm dating this girl now, and it's progressed into that territory I like to call "Beyond Necking." Which is fun (yay for sex play! (also for the word "necking" which I'm going to single-handedly bring back))

I'm getting a repeat of some weirdness I had many months ago with Gershwin Girl, though. It only happens when... okay, I don't have a nickname for this new girl yet. So we'll call her... Girl (temporarily). It only happens when Girl is going down on me. Now, I very much enjoy a good blowjob - who doesn't? - and she is very good at them. The first time she did it was mind-shatteringly great, one of the few times I've ever managed to come after several drinks - usually, I'm a fairly impotent drunk, despite being just past my sexually prime age or whatever. Unfortunately, when I'm sober, something isn't quite working right.

Several times now, after a few minutes of serious oral pleasure the like of which my body rarely receives, something has happened that is... well, it's kind of cool, but also slightly disturbing. Rather than having the good old normal orgasm+ejaculation that usually accompanies extended sexual stimulation, I have, instead, gone completely numb from head to toe, like every part of my body is asleep, while my brain shuts down for a few in total pleasure/stupidity. This is an extremely pleasurable feeling, actually, with almost all of the mental effects of orgasm, and a few of the physiological ones - touch-sensitivity, shrinking member, and a sense of relaxation. But no ejaculation, and none of the muscle contractions that accompany that part of the normal orgasm experience. Now, I wouldn't complain about this - in fact, I don't really - since it has pretty much all of the benefits of a REALLY fucking good orgasm. The numbness is weird, but not bad. The only that sucks is... I didn't ejaculate, and my body knows it. So 1) I'm horny again 5-10 minutes later. Which can be good if the mood is still there, but can be annoying if it's sleep time. And 2) It can easily lead to blue balls, which suck.

I guess my only question is: have any of the Bitches heard of or encountered this sort of over-stimulation in males? And, also, any idea why it only happens in the oral?

I honestly can't decide if I even want it to go away. We're probably going to begin having full-on intercourse sex at some not-too-distant point in the future, at which point it will probably cease to be as much of a common problem, since my body definitely knows that sex is a time for ejaculation. And if I did want it to go away, I pretty much know the practical solution: stop the BJs, replace them with lubed-up HJs, and normal-style orgasms would be forthcoming. Still. Just curious.

Gris...huh. That's a new one on me.

Well, I just checked WikiPedia under numbdick and I got nothing.

Yet again...really not helping to prove my previous post.

Haha, now that's a search term I didn't think of. Shame it failed.

Gris, I once went numb/tingly all over after a BJ, and my conclusion later was that I was essentially hyperventilating. It sounds similar to me, and my bet is that during all this, especially while drunk, you're not quite breathing properly.

Poor Matilda, JZ and Hec. I'm so relieved she is ok. I'm sorry that JZ had to have such an early lesson in parental worry.

Owen and Olivia are super cuties. My mother concurs. I was squeeing at the picture earlier on my Q and she wanted to see what I was looking at.

So the doctor does the angiogram, to see what's the sitch in the vein graft. Result: NO BLOCKAGE.

Woo Hoo, Teppy's dad!

Work~ma, meara.

Guess what? I got a cool black nano and a Mr Bento Lunch Jar for my birthday! And other stuff, as well, but I'm super bouncy about the two mentioned. Songs are loading on the nano but I'll have to wait until I make it to the grocery to use Mr. Bento.

Yay, Nicole! That sounds like a good birthday.

I managed to get a whole bunch of stuff cleaned out at Mom's. It's so depressing somethings looking at how stuff accumulates. I did find some nice teacups and a couple champagne flutes that I forgot I had. Not that I actually need more of these things...