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He had a crystal in the tip of his penis

What is a cervical orgasm and how do you have one?



He had a crystal in the tip of his penis. At least, that’s how I felt each time we had sex (well, almost every time). I’ve never experienced this before. Not that I’ve had many sexual partners. At the moment, I can count them on one hand.


One night I just imagined it. The crystal at the tip of his dick. This young man and I, we had chemistry. Our lips would lock and my panties would be drenched. And he felt the same way. Instantly hard. Our bodies wanted each other.


And his dick? Beautiful. Long. Thick enough, smooth. Whenever I saw it, I would want it. In my mouth, in me.


Missionary has never been a favourite position of mine. I mean, is it anyones? I usually associate it with old-people sex, old-fashioned sex. At worst, I imagine a heavyset guy on top, pounding away and the woman below, doing her “duty” and feigning interest.


But him. He had a crystal in the tip of his penis. I envisaged it to be the length from the tip of my index finger to the middle knuckle of the same finger. It was a bit thicker than the finger and faceted. Six shimmering sides with a steepled tip. And it radiated.


Do you want to throw your device across the room now? Yell: “Oh, paaaaleeeease!”


But I kid you not. It glowed, warm white and yellow. The energy benevolent, a life-giving force. He’d approach me and I wanted it. In me. To light me up.


In anticipation, I’m breathless. Longing for him. My yoni is throbbing.


In. Now! He places his tip at the opening of my canal and brings his beautiful chest over me. We slow down. Look into each other’s eyes … knowing the moment is coming. The bliss of home.


His cock slides in, hard, full, full of love and compassion, of lust and want.


And then … his crystal meets my cervix. My mouth opens in pleasure, everything opens. It is the meeting of two powerful forces. The alchemy of the lovers card in the tarot deck. All fire and ether, sparkles and trust. A vortex.


My back arches, sending the energy through my spine, tingling the hair follicles on my head. My nipples stand to attention, my body filled with candescence.


The mystery of the cervix. The magic of the crystal dick.


My body loved him. I did too. He had a crystal in the tip of his penis.

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