In modern usage, this term has generally been interpreted to describe the post-orgasmic state of unconsciousness that some people have after having some sexual experiences.
I’ve read about this and was familiar with the concept, but I’ve never experienced it, until this past week when Tripp gave me what is arguably the most intense orgasm of my life.
I wasn’t expecting to come at all, let alone come the way I did. In hindsight, it’s not all that surprising as all my triggers were in place. I was in my leather, I had my favorite collar (heavy, wide, and leather) placed tightly around my neck, I was tied to a sling frame with my arms above my head and my body exposed, I was plugged, I was having my nips abused and my balls beaten, and I was given poppers. All these things make me incredibly aroused. That’s not news around here.
As I’ve written recently, that’s typical foreplay for a session for me. That’s what you do when you want to get my ass loosened up, or if you just want to tease the crap out of my locked cock. In fact, cbtt is what Tripp usually teases me with. I get so close to the edge, and I stay there, but I don’t orgasm (well, usually).
Tripp had a plan. He had a number of toys set out and he had his big, black dick in the strap-on harness. There’s nothing I like more than seeing the man I love fucking me. I love feeling his balls slap against me as he drives the dildo in and out. We never got that far.
When Tripp saw me getting close to orgasm, he started beating me harder and harder. I lost control and I exploded like I’ve never done before. I just came over and over again. My knees buckled and I couldn’t support my weight. I hung there, semi-conscious with come continuously dripping from my body. I don’t think I passed out, but I was definitely altered. I was somewhere else. It’s hard to describe other than La Petite Mort. The only other time I’ve experienced anything like it was during an intense whipping where I felt like I left my body.
Tripp decided that this is the way I get to come from now on. He has officially retired the wand (well, it still goes in my ass on occasion, just not on my cage). I’m going to come this way or I won’t come. I suspect it will take another 3 months or so before I do, but I don’t care if it takes a year, because if I am going to come, that’s how I want to. I suspect that I’ll be left hard and frustrated most days, but that’s just my cross to bear 🤣.
2 thoughts on “La Petite Mort”
Hello Doc, nowerdays I’m ready for la Grande Mort! Murdering my cock. Wearing the Cage during daytime is fine, but in the night my cock wakes Up. I’m totally aroused and edged, not able to cum . It’s toture , that’s the Moment I want to kill it!!!
I’ve experienced this while being fisted on a couple of occasions. While I don’t bottom a lot, when I do, it literally tends to blow my mind, among other things. Great post dude.
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