Hey friends! So I’ve already gone over what’s happening on the blog this month in a brief intro post but if you didn’t read that then here’s the deal! I’m participating in a new month-long event called #30DayOrgasmFun, which was created a few years ago by Tabitha Rayne in an effort to combat her seasonal affective disorder. The general idea is to have orgasms as often as possible this month (I’m going for at least once a day) and write about the affects that it does, or doesn’t, have on your mental health and wellness.
Cause, like, apparently orgasms are great for relieving stress and reducing depression. It releases chemicals and shit that improves your mood, or something. At least that’s what Google tells me when I search why orgasms are good for depression. But as you can tell from these past couple of sentences, I’m not a fucking doctor! I’m just an androbabe with depression and anxiety and a real shitty case of seasonal affective disorder looking to maybe feel a bit better by getting off a lot.
April 1st – Afternoon Delight and My Favorite Duo Sex Position
Started shit off with a bang! Literally! Had REALLY great afternoon sex with Fal in one of our favorite positions to fuck in (probably my personal favorite). It’s the one where they lay on their stomach, with their hips raised, while I fuck them from behind as they wand their clit. I always have the most intense orgasms in this position because it lends itself to me being able to get my girl cock pretty deep in them, and it feels amazing when they “ride” me by grinding the wand and pushing their ass back against me.
Anyway, I could go on, but point is that I had an intense as fuck orgasm that radiated through my whole fucking crotch. The head of my girl cock was so tender and I kept having, like, mini-orgasms even after ejaculating because I stayed inside them so that they could use what was left of my erection for as long as they wanted.
April 2nd – Fishnet Bodystockings and Late Night Jerking
As usual I was up late blogging. Shortly after midnight my partner Kate sent me some of the pictures I took of her several weeks ago in a mesh bodysuit that she bought off of Wish. I know that she felt self-conscious in it, which is totally valid, but I thought she looked SO damn hot! Seeing the photos again got me fantasizing about her.
I mean, it just looked SO fucking good on her! The way it sat so perfectly on her, accentuating literally all of my favorite physical features about here. Her incredible hips, thighs, waist, and that perfect tummy, all of the parts of her that I loved to caress, to kiss, to explore and worship… after edging myself for a little I had another really intense, radiating orgasm.
Which is cool because I don’t really have a lot of orgasms that I’d describe as “radiating” but the last few have been exactly that. Like, full on fucking waves through my stomach, sending shivers up my spine, orgasms.
Later on that day, in the afternoon, I came across the pics while going through my messages and masturbated again. Came pretty hard then too! Fucking booya, y’all.
April 3rd – Frenulum Orgasms for the Win!
Had my first frengasm of the month! Was looking at some really fucking hot lewds that Quinn Rhodes of On Queer Street sent me the other day (holy fuck she’s hot y’all!) when I noticed the shibari wand on my partner’s side of the bed. Needless to say, my hand found its way over to it pretty quickly!
If you’re not sure what a frengasm is, how to get one, or about how people with a penis can experience orgasms and ejaculation from sustained stimulation to the frenulum, check out my post Just the Tips on Frenulum Stimulation for People With a Penis.
The day was generally pretty fucking stressful because I had a bunch of meetings and had to participate in a very emotionally taxing panel that evening for parents needing to talk to difficult family members about their trans kids. But that midday frengasm was DEFINITELY a highlight and I’m pretty confident in saying that had I not had it I would have been in a lot shittier a mood.
April 4th – Ruined Orgasms and Casual Threeways
I tried edging myself all afternoon because I was planning to do a cum tribute for a peer, however, just shy of two hours into that I finally fucked up. Brought myself a little TOO close to the point of orgasm, took my hands off, and despite just sitting there doing nothing I still ejaculated. Now, I don’t know if you’ve ever experienced a ruined orgasm before but essentially, at least for me, it’s ejaculation without the actual orgasm itself.
So, like, not the worst thing but also not “good”, really. When I ejaculate from a ruined orgasm a fuck ton of pre-cum and semen just literally trickles out in a big puddle with no explicitly pleasurable sensations going on. This is going to sound very unsexy, but the best way I could describe the sensation is like you’re “peeing” cum LOL.
All was redeemed that night though through a casual threeway with Kate and Fal! We were all cuddling when some hands started to wander, and before I knew it I was using our wand on Kate making her orgasm over and over again as Fal held her and played with her tits. Then, once Kate finally tapped out, exhausted and content, she was too tired to do anything else so rubbed me while I masturbated and came SO fucking hard all over myself.
Now THAT was a great orgasm. Fuck you, ruined orgasm from earlier! You dick.
Some Thoughts So Far
I’m not really sure if it’s the orgasms themselves that are having an affect on my mental health and wellness or if it’s the fact that I’m so cognizant of them and having fun writing about them. It’s probably both. Regardless, my mood this past week was definitely much better than the weeks before it.
And that’s with the fact that I’ve recently been feeling really self-conscious about my relationships (I always do when I’m depressed), then had an incredibly stressful Wednesday that ended with me experiencing a little emotional breakdown from triggers surrounding my family disowning me for being queer. Yet despite those things I’d STILL say that this week has been better!
Right now I think I can confidently say that it’s not really a reach to assume that my mental health has been improving during the week because I’m acknowledging how incredible it feels having an active and fulfilling sex life with affirming partners who support me blogging so explicitly about the intimate sexual experiences I have with them, myself, and other internet playmates.
Plus, writing about all of this has reminded me that my sex blog is a very positive thing in my life that I can use for self-care whenever I need it!
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