This is my submission to the 100 Orgasms art project being run by Elinros Henriksdotter
http://www.henriksdotter.eu/ I hope you enjoy reading it, viewing it!! :)
100 Orgasms – My Best (recently!!)
When I mentioned this project to my partner he said; ‘goodness, how do you choose from so many?’ I had to explain to him that many women put up with few orgasms in their sex lives and have grown used to it. So, when a good one comes along it is memorable. Hopefully that good one comes with a good sexual partner and it can happen a lot more often! This got me thinking; ‘would we ask a man this question?’ Probably not since he would find it difficult to choose,
Make sure your man knows how you sing
What makes you go ding a ling.
It is our duty to ensure there are no crap lovers left in this world by insisting on our right to have as many orgasms as guys do. It requires some thought and effort and some damn good fun ;) and a cunning linguist always helps!
So now; to my best orgasm - which one I say?? Oh so many; mountain tops, in the Med, felatio, underneath , on top like the couple above, multiple orgasms……
Coming together…… we start in the missionary then I close my
legs, I can feel him so well now, insistently pushing, straddling me, my legs
are slightly parted pushing at his. I
feel his whole length now, thrusting again and again growing larger and
stronger with each stroke. My G spot
starts to heat, fire leaps like a demented Lotus flower with psychedelic petals. My clitoris starts to grow, feeling the softness
around his cock as it gently pounds it. Fractal
feelings pulse from my mind and the dance begins – my heat his heat – our bodies
becoming one pulsating, joyous organism our heat blending and dancing,
flickering with all-encompassing passion .
Thrust …. thrust ….. moan ...grab ….pull …. push ………..FEEL………
We are one and not of this world, the corporeal slips away,
our minds seem suspended in an eternal moment then the pulse runs along our
bodies, first mine then his following close behind our spasms of pleasure time themselves
together as uterus kisses the eye and drinks his pleasure. Erogenous zones sing with a note beyond
hearing. We cry out, my head hits his
chest as I curl with the intensity of it and the moment becomes as we pulse
into reality again and the pleasure fills our whole bodies. As the orgasm that is ours subsides we laugh
with the sheer joy of being able to know such passion and at having found each
other.
This was the orgasm I was lucky enough to experience on my
birthday this year which is also our anniversary - 18 years of incredible
pleasure, total lust and very deep love.
He is my best friend and my greatest lover.
All pictures and words are property of the artist, Christina J Phillips, reproduction with permission only. These will be available as prints very soon on Saatchi after I have given them a going over at very high res.
