I’ve never experienced an orgasm by anyone eating my taco before- well, at least not with Bill. It was incredible, Leigh. Multiple times. Over and over.”
“Woohoo! Congratulations! Happy to hear it!”
“The thing is, even when he stopped, I didn’t. I was stuck in a full-blown orgasm. We tried everything to get it to stop. He thought maybe I needed more, you know, from him. Let me tell you, he was frickin’ engorged, too. It didn’t matter because I was still stuck on O. And he couldn’t do much of anything because he said his thing was burning.”
“His thing? Burning?”
“Yeah, you know, his penis. He had an erection that wouldn’t go away. He couldn’t do anything with it because he said it felt like it was burning inside. While my orgasm was fun at first it became painful, then it went beyond painful, it was killing me. I’ve had three kids and this was like the worst contraction, only it didn’t come and go, it just stayed.”
“Oh my God!”
“Yeah, well this went on for almost four hours. I accused him of getting Viagra and spiking my drink with it or something else. We were both in so much pain that neither of us could drive to the emergency room, but we both knew that we needed help. Bill called for an ambulance. Then he called over to the neighbors and asked if they could stay with the kids for a little while. It was so embarrassing. I can’t even begin to explain just how awful it was to have two paramedics here chuckling over my predicament. They couldn’t even touch me. When the guy pulled back the sheet to examine me, or to see if there was anything wrong, he touched me down there. I started screaming. According to Bill, I was completely out of my mind. Apparently, I told them that they should all fuck me and get it over with. He said, I was begging for double penetration. Of course they didn’t. I’m sure that I will be the laughing stock of the entire hospital. I hope, I never have any other ailments that send me to the emergency room, because they will likely never forget me or Bill. Not to mention the fact, I would be too embarrassed to show my face there, ever again. At this point, Leigh, I would rather die of a heart attack than seek medical attention at the ER. It’s probably on the internet by now, but I’m too afraid to go look.”
“Oh God , Sarah, I am so sorry. I didn’t– I mean, I would never want to experience something so awful. So what did they do? How did they fix your, uh, problems?”
“We got an ambulance ride. Yep . Bill and his fiery cock and me with my painful pussy. What a pair we were coming into the ER! Every doctor and every nurse came in to check us out. Poor Bill was diagnosed with priapism. They took a needle and drained blood from the vessels in his engorged penis. I was sedated with something through an IV. I have no idea, I can’t remember a thing after that. We were both discharged late into the night and had to take a cab home. Ugh, Leigh. It was the worst experience. I am afraid we won’t be having any sort of sex for a long time.”
“You’re OK now , though. Right? No residual effects?”
“Yes , we are both OK, just scared to death to start anything sexual now.”
After the phone call , I was floored. Back to the drawing board, once again. Now, how could I have caused that mess? I scrolled through the half-finished story. Then I saw it. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! Did I really write that? His rock hard passion wand was burning hot. That explained Bill’s little problem. Half finished! I left it half finished! That’s what happened to Sarah and why she ended up in the ER with an unstoppable orgasm. I had written to the point where she was experiencing an uncontrollable orgasm and I fell asleep for hours. It was no coincidence. Sarah’s ER visit was directly related to me leaving her fictional self in a state of bliss. I didn’t know whether I should laugh or cry. The thought of my sister ending up at the emergency room because of me