Oral Sex and PTSD
When I am feeling down,
I dig around in my mind to find a funny memory.
This is one of them.
She loved oral sex. He did not mind doing it and got quite a
thrill from it himself, culminating in a really impressive erection and equal
satisfaction. His PTSD from the bush war was to create a
memory of oral sex which has been passed on through the generations of our
family.
He was busy with his
head between her legs when she realized that she had a massive fart on
board. The more pleasant his tongue on
her clitoris was making her feel; the more difficult she found it to hold that
fart in. There was a build-up of sexual
energy of such force, and on the point of orgasm, that pesky fart escaped between
the cheeks of her bum making a violent “ratatat” sound.
In a split second, he
had grabbed his .38 special and was standing at the window, peering through the
curtains, ready to shoot the bastards in the yard. And in that split second, the erection was
gone. The momentum of the orgasm for her
disappeared as fast as he had moved from between her legs to the bedroom
window. After years, the PTSD was
cleared up and oral sex resumed as though the ‘farting’ incident never
happened. Perhaps this memory of mine
will lift your spirits and make you smile too.
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