Have you ever randomly read an excerpt of an adult romance novel & just fantasized about having amazing sex with a guy–so amazing that the both of you climax at the same time? Yeah, let me just tell you that kind of thing does not happen in real life. Either he comes first because he’s inconsiderate, too excited, inexperienced, or all of the above, or you come first & you’re waiting for him to finish up. This is precisely why I am going to tell you that climaxing at the same time is not impossible.

I’ve mentioned before that I had been celibate for almost 3 years before having sex with Justin, but I haven’t mentioned how much the guy stretches me out. When we first started dating he spent the night at my house, but we agreed not to have sex until I knew that he was someone I could spend the rest of my life with. We got into this really intense make out session & when he placed my hand around his penis, my eyes, even though they were closed, popped open to form golf balls. The “pedophile” was tiny & Justin is quite the opposite. I was so shocked & immediately thought, “there is no way I could have sex with this guy & not be sore in the vagina for days…” I was right of course–the first time we had sex, it hurt so badly that he described to me that it felt my vaginal walls had grabbed his penis as if it were trying to crush it.

Just a few days ago when we had sex–look I realize I said I would hold off, but it’s really difficult to when your boyfriend turns you on–I was really sore. I was still sore yesterday & I told Justin that he had to be really gentle with me because I was hurting a bit. We got into this really intimate sex position that allowed us to face each other. When he entered me, he immediately hit my G-spot & I didn’t want to move. I just wanted to lay there & bask in the pleasure I was experiencing.

“You have no idea how amazing this feels,” he said.

Reality check, I totally did. One of my friends told me that she didn’t enjoy slow & sensual sex. Maybe it’s because she’s dating someone who doesn’t know how to use their penis because that sex was amazing. It wasn’t jackrabbit sex, it wasn’t hardcore pornography sex, it was slow, intimate, sensual sex. We climaxed at the same time & I asked him what it was about that position that made him finish earlier than usual. He said it had to do with the way the tip of his penis was hitting the inside of me.

So all in all, climaxing at the same time is possible, you just have to make sure your man is feeling what you’re feeling & vice versa.

If you want to get ahold of this position, here it is:
Lay with your partner side by side facing each other. If you are the girl, lift your leg up to wrap it around your man’s lower back. Have him slip into you & go at it.

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It’s funny how time heals all wounds.

“I don’t want to kiss you just for the sake of kissing you. So I won’t.
I think… I prefer you as a sister. Besides, I want to be Uncle Jeremy.”

Sometimes, down my end, I get those little temptations. Perhaps it’s just playful sibling love. After all, most of the time we just tease and make fun of each other.

I’m glad it’s not awkward anymore. I’m glad we don’t have to find privacy to talk to each other about anything from that – the kiss, the feelings, the things that happened. I used to itch to talk to him about things and the way I felt, and then I’d be so hesitant about it, not feeling comfortable with even talking about it, and I used to get embarrassed to say anything as well. But now I feel like I can talk openly to Jeremy without having to hesitate.

Things are really different now. It’s not like every hug I get is symbolic of a deep desire or love that I cannot return, or that I feel Jeremy might kiss me all over my face or even on my mouth, or I’d just worry about what could happen next.

No.

It’s not like that anymore. We love each other like good friends. It doesn’t leave me to the point where I’m frustrated. It doesn’t leave me hanging on some pathetic thread in the dubious lust I previously pertained, wanting more of something that was completely sinful. It doesn’t do that.

I enjoy Jeremy’s company. Like a friend and a brother.

We’re slowly going backwards to the little depths of some long gone February some six-odd months ago. Except we’re taking with us, a little bit of strength we gathered, and love we found from the pits of a once irrepressible passion… except, a love that would exist only in a world where problems are truly resolved by the sufferers.

We are in that world. And that’s what you call sibling love.

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