This year, with my renewed focus on relaxing, I have made positive progress in overcoming my premature ejaculation. Somewhere in a previous post (I can’t find it now), I talked about the inconsistency in my sexual performance. Some days or weeks I am doing really well and making amazing progress, then others I am almost back to where I was before I started working on it. It is very frustrating, but when I am doing well, our sex is so much better.
Unfortunately, when you have PE, you don’t get to have too much sex in the woman-on-top position. In that position, the woman has complete freedom of movement and as she gets excited, it is usually too much for her PE inhibited partner. For this reason, my wife and I hadn’t tried that position in more than 10 years, since the very beginning of our marriage. Fortunately for us, this was one of the minor losses. We both like the man-on-top position enough that we didn’t miss it the other way around too much.
Because we are usually in the man-on-top position, we often joke that my wife “just lays there” during sex. I tell her that she has nothing to do and that I do all of the work. I actually use this to my advantage when she is tired and doesn’t feel like having sex. I just tell her “You don’t have to do anything. Just lay there. Take a nap.” Most of the time it works.
As my sexual performance has improved, the woman-on-top position is becoming an option again. On night recently, we hadn’t had sex in a while, and my wife was feeling especially horny. When we got into bed, she jumped on top of me and asked “Do you want me to ride you?”. “Sure”, I said, “but you have to go slow. It’s been a while and my control still isn’t that good”. She agreed to be gentle as she started to rub herself back and forth on me.
We were both ready to go quickly, and as soon as I was hard, she lowered herself onto me. She slowly worked herself down until I was (almost) all of the way in. She went slowly enough that I was able to keep control, and if I felt like I might get too close to coming, she slowed down and relaxed, which allowed me to regain control. As a result, we were able to keep this going for quite a while.
I was in enough control that she could move back and forth enough to give herself the stimulation she needed. She was grinding her boding into mine without riding my erection hard enough to put me over the edge. I suppose that’s the way it’s supposed to work: she puts the necessary pressure on her clitoris that she needs to get aroused without moving up and down on my penis so much that I come too soon. Very hot. At one point I tried to put my hand between us to touch her lips and stimulate her clitoris more, but I couldn’t get it down there. She had our bodies pressed together rightly up to our belly buttons!
We both enjoyed that for a while. She moved around and tried different motions and positions and I enjoyed feeling her move, running my hands over her back and butt, and watching her breasts bounce. We were having a great time. It definitely made me miss all of the years where we didn’t do woman-on-top.
Whatever we were doing was exactly what she needed. I knew she was getting more and more turned on, but she was acting very casual. Suddenly, she got quiet and sat straight up. She pushed herself onto me fully, and became rigid for a couple of seconds. Then she started to moan and grind her body frantically into mine. She continued to ride, gyrate and moan, controlling the pace of her orgasm and fully enjoying it. I still can’t resist, of course, so when she pushed down on me, I knew what was happening. I could feel myself get fully hard and then I started to come. I held my hips steady and let bring us both home. It was exciting to see her moving and writhing in her pleasure.
After about 30 seconds, she was done. She collapsed onto the bed next to me. “That was hot!”, she said. “Yes it was!”, I replied. Then she exclaimed, “That was so much work! I am so tired. Is that how much work you have to do every time?” “Yes”, I said, “that is why I keep telling you that I do all of the work.” “You can have it,” she said. I replied, “well now that we know you can do it, I’ll expect more.” She just rolled her eyes.
We’ll see. Either way, it was a fun way to celebrate the progress I have made, even if it doesn’t happen every night.