can you describe what a ruined orgasm feels like
Well, the buildup is the same, because at that point nothing is different. When it happens, it doesn’t hurt, it’s more like a sexual “what the fuck???” feeling as my cock needs to be touched just a little more, and then the opportunity is lost and I’m just left with a magnified, incomplete sexual feeling, and a tension that my body thought was going away. If it wasn’t my genitals it would feel similar to the feeling I get when I want and need to sneeze but I just can’t quite get there, then give up and the need passes but the lack of completion lingers and I still want to sneeze.
Imagine loving roller coasters and having the luck to get a sneak peek at a new experimental state of the art virtual reality simulation of an amusement park. It’s weird at first because you know you’re really just in a chair, in a rather small and dark room with a single door, wearing a dorky helmet, but you can’t find any hint of illusion. It’s all perfect. The happy music blaring from cheap speakers on poles, the mixed smell of asphalt, cotton candy, fried foods, and sunblock, and even the mini donuts taste the same! You decide to head straight for the biggest roller coaster. It looks incredible. The second hill is higher than any other coaster you’ve ever seen and the first drop seems to start smoothly enough but then it suddenly plunges into a steep dive. Halfway through the line to get on the roller coaster (yes, they still make you wait in line in the hot sun) your brain is convinced that this is real, or might as well be.
By luck you are seated at the back of the coaster. You climb into that roller coaster, and sit, pulling the lap bar down and feeling it lock in place. You’re committed, now. You wait and watch the crew make sure everyone is safely aboard, then feel a slight jolt as the coaster is released and heads towards that first hill, and the chain pulls you up… up that first climb… ratcheting you higher and higher… you can see tiny flags flapping on the distant top of the hill you’re climbing. You can see the emergency walkway along the track on your right that you can’t jump out of the coaster to reach because you’re belted in for the ride.
Climbing up, higher and higher, details on the ground look small… smaller… the top of the hill gets closer. It’s perfect weather and you feel a nice breeze up here. It would be peaceful except that your stomach is anticipating the drop, twists, and turns you saw while standing in line. This is going to be good.
A weird thing about roller coasters… many consider the back seat to be the best, especially on that first hill. In the front, the view is of course better, and also it’s a slow reveal; you would dangle over the tip of that first hill until half of the coaster is over the hill and the center of mass takes you down. That’s a deliciously nerve-wracking sight & feeling that everyone who likes coasters should experience but the back feels even more interesting. As the first car passes over the hill, you start to accelerate a little because the little bit of weight on the other side of the hill begins to increasingly assist the chain. Then as the middle of the coaster passes, the chain is not even a factor as the coaster’s own center of mass becomes gravity’s bitch and you in the last row are smoothly yanked over the top
You barely have time to see the top of the next hill before your focus is on the now urgent fact of how fucking far the ground is and how fast it’s already racing towards you. The rumbling roar of the coaster grows as it falls faster and faster. Wind whips past you. You defiantly raise your hands high and inhale deeply to give your best cathartic scream or yell, you don’t care which, while simultaneously the room goes dark and a nice lady standing next to you in a lab coat smiles and asks “How was it?”
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