Random Rim Jobs

I’m often on about the term “fetish” being overused.  So when I say I think I may have a pain fetish that does not mean I like to get spanked occasionally (though I certainly do).

What I mean is that I need pain to come.  Pussy and/or ass pain.

When I masturbate and I’m having “trouble” coming I jam a toy farther into my pussy, so it bangs against the opening to my cervix.  I also think something along the lines of, “I love it when it hurts,” or “Yeah, I need pain.”  Yes, I know these phrases are corny, but I go with whatever works to help me come.

And they do work.  I first noticed that I like my cervix opening pounded just after I had my IUD put in.  Having it put in hurt a whole lot – in a very unsexy way – but it made me aware of that part of my pussy.  I had some cramps for a bit after the IUD was put in, and after they hurt too much they began to feel painful good.  They reminded me of my cunt.

It also reminded me of particularly vigorous fuck sessions.  One that stands out took place in Bangkok, Thailand.  I had returned for a second summer (after “Smooth as Silk“), only this time included with my job was a studio apartment several floors above an auto repair shop.  To access my apartment I had to enter a gate that accessed the shop.  Then I had to walk past several autos, some of which were occupied at night by the shop’s workers.  Finally, I had to climb several flights of stairs, passing one to two units on each of the levels below my apartment.  My apartment, though a studio, occupied the entire top floor of the building.  Well, the apartment and a rather large roof deck took up the top floor of the building.

I, however, rarely went out on the deck because Bangkok in June, July, and/or August is just too fucking hot to spend any significant amount of time away from air conditioning.  The roof deck was not only not air conditioned, but it was in full sun.  The one time I was on the deck for a while was to watch dogs fuck.

I had never seen dogs fuck before, but had heard stories of the act.  I had heard that a dog’s cock gets stuck in a dog’s pussy and that dousing the lovers in cold water helps the act end faster than without the water.  So when I was out on the roof deck looking down at the little street which the auto shop and building faced and saw what was clearly dog foreplay I vowed to stick it out to the end.

He mounted her from behind in classic doggy style.  They did that for a while.  Quite a long while really.  Long enough that I was beginning to get bored watching it.  While they were fucking they walked around on the narrow street quite a bit.  Eventually it was clear she was done and tried to enter the shophouse that was her home.

Dogs in Thailand are kept as pets, but not in the sense that we keep dogs as pets.  Except for the most spoiled lap dogs they are allowed to run free, obviously are not spayed or neutered, and for the most part aren’t taken for veterinarian visits.  Yet they know their boundaries.  So the male dog, when the female dog he was fucking was trying to enter her home, knew he was not allowed into that particular shophouse.

As she tried to enter her home he tried to go elsewhere.  The result of the push-me-pull-you was comical, if sad.  His swollen cock still held them together.  Only he was no longer fucking her in the style of their species; they were attempting to walk in opposite directions with the cock/pussy connection not allowing them to get away from each other.  They were ass-to-ass like scene with Jennifer Connelly at the end of Requiem for a Dream (only in my mind at the time I didn’t make the connection since I’d yet to see the movie).

I was determined to watch the dogs until they could go their separate ways, which they did eventually, after probably ten to fifteen minutes of trying.  Now I’ve seen dogs fucking and I never have to again.

So that summer along with watching dogs fuck I did a lot of fucking myself.  I brought several guys through the auto repair shop, up the stairs, and into my little studio apartment, the focal point of which was the large platform bed surrounded with a wide ledge that did double duty as a night stand, television stand, and shin bruiser.

One of the guys and I fucked particularly vigorously.  We had met the summer before and fucked a lot then, so he knew that I could take – and wanted – a serious pounding.  However, one time there in that studio apartment he pounded me so hard that his cock hit the opening to my cervix repeatedly and with such force that I got severe cramps, more severe than any that had accompanied a period.  So severe that I had to stop fucking and curl up in pain until the cramps subsided.  That kind of pain does not make me come, and actually puts off an orgasm – or any sex at all – for quite some time.  He and I had really good sex and that incident only served to give us a breather until we started up again.

I think we spent the whole day fucking.  We stayed inside where the air conditioner was on at all times.

And then there’s the pain I like in my ass, but that’s another story.

So I think I have a fetish for a little – but not too much – pain.

I swear.  True story.