I think of the moment just before I orgasm, when I have passed the point of no return.
Like a roller coaster on the cusp of the track just before you plunge into the scariest dip of the attraction, time seems to stop. You hold your breath and are not really sure that it is what you want, but what you want is of no consequence right now. You are committed, you have already made your choice; once you have reached that point there is nothing else to do than to surrender to the inevitable and enjoy the ride.
Sometimes, when I feel I have passed the point of no return right before orgasm, I stop, all my senses alert. I feel the crest of the wave mounting behind me and I know that I am only a heartbeat away from riding that wave. But I stretch out the moment of anticipation right before and suck the life out of it like a piece of candy in my mouth.
It is exquisite.
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Sometimes I like to crunch my candy so the flavour explodes in my mouth. Then comes the choice of discipline and sucking all the small pieces slowly or continuing to crush them all to a paste as fast as possible.