Screaming Orgasm- it's not just a drink at the bar

I'm not much of a screamer. I never could figure out how girls who scream when they cum ever made it through the days of sneaky screwing at a friend's house or drunken dorm room romps. How did they not get caught? How come they don't walk through life gravelly and hoarse, as if they smoked 47 Marlboro Reds all at the same time? How do they keep their lungs and vocal cords in such good shape?

I'm pretty sure it's happened to me before. I'm pretty sure I've been a screamer, once or twice. But it's rare. Loud moaning, sure. I'm all over that. Dirty talk, fuck yeah baby. But a shrill sustained shriek pleasure just hasn't been my way. Don't get me wrong- it's not because I haven't had my mind twisted in the throes of passion. I just haven't screamed.

This weekend, however, I had two all consuming, earth shattering, brain melting orgasms. And dammit if I didn't scream my way through them. And yes, I had the gravelly-47-Marlboro-Reds-at-once voice to prove it on Monday.

We were at the Newbies. Another late night. Fast forward past dinner, a game of trivial pursuit, watching Reefer Madness , me riding Mr. Newbie and the few gasping, quivering orgasams I had before. (Yes, yes. I know. A sex blog skipping past the sex. We'll come back to that another time.)

The four of us were contortued on the giant futon on the floor. Mrs. Newbie's tongue was licking at my clit (intermittently- every few seconds she'd stop to moan, as Mr. Newbie was busy fucking her with a dildo and licking at her clit) Her hands were stroking my boyfriend's cock. My hands were stroking him as well, and we had our tongues down each others throat like we were making out in a movie theatre. Mrs. Newbie eventually gave up on licking my clit and started sucking my boyfriend instead (it's actually much easier to give head than it is to eat pussy while someone is fucking you. I'm just saying, if anyone is taking notes) and I'm sitting there, watching the whole thing. I see Mr. Newbies arm move faster from underneath his wife. I see her arch her back and moan and then reach to put her mouth back on my boyfriend. I couldn't move to touch my pussy because Mrs. Newbie was on my lap, and I didn't want to break her position. It was arousing and frustrating at the same time. Mrs. Newbie came, and Mr. Newbie scooped her up and they proceeded to play on the bed.

It was just the boyfriend and I on the floor. I took one look at him, pulled him to me and said, "You need to fuck me now" I was so turned on from watching and not being able to touch that I was like a madwoman. I pulled him on top of me, put my legs over his shoulders, and he began to push his cock into me, each thrust harder and harder. It felt amazing. I could hear Mr. and Mrs. Newbie doing their thing on the bed (was he smacking her ass and pulling her hair while he was fucking her? I had no idea he had that in him!) and all of a sudden, the floodgates opened, and there I was in the middle of my first screaming orgasm in the middle of the night. (I wish I could explain what happened more in detail. I apologize. It's really just a blur for me. All I can tell you is that it was such a hot scene for me. Hearing them getting it on above me and the boyfriend was fucking me just right. ) The boyfriend smiled at me, got all cocky, and said "Guess you liked that". I did. I couldn't really talk, but we just laid there for a bit, rested, and Mrs. Newbie came off the bed to start sucking my boyfriends cock again. I let them be, hopped up on the bed and purred hello to Mr. Newbie.

He smiled hello back, and started rubbing my legs. Once his hands slid towards the back of my knee he started to tickle me. I started laughing, of course. "That doesn't tickle." he said, matter of factually, as if he knew how I felt.

"How are you going to tell me it doesn't?" I replied, giggling.

He moved his fingers faster, and I squirmed to try and get away. He grabbed my legs and continued his assault on my knees and my feet. I giggled more, but Mr. Newbie simply replied "It doesn't tickle" Mr. Newbie claims to have beat tickling. He says it's all psychological. My response always is that it may be, but who wants to cut laughter out of their life?

He looked at me and shook his head. "What did I tell you? It's all in your mind. It doesn't tickle"

"It does." I replied, defiantly.

He shook his head, and made the same finger-twirly movement on my nipples. "Did that tickle?" he said when I gasped. My nipples were sensitive and stood out like little Hershey kisses. "No, but that's different" I replied, still gasping.

He continued with the other side. My nipples were so sensitive that it felt like my body had been completely rewired so that there was a direct line from my nipples to my clit, and I could feel my pussy dripping with pure lust. My legs started to shake, and my pussy hadn't even been touched yet.

Mr. Newbie decided to further his it-doesn't-tickle on my clit. His fingers did it's twirly-tickle thing on my clit and my moans got louder. He then decided to work his fingers in my pussy. I felt one, then two, then I felt his mouth close around my clit. His fingers kept working inside me. My legs were shaking, bucking into his face. It was just intense. I kept trying to squirm away, he held me down. And then, it happened. The screaming. I was shaking all over. I couldn't think of anything. Madness I tell you. I felt like I was cumming for 35 minutes.

When I was done I couldn't move. "Jesus Christ!" I yelled. The other three laughed at me.

The evening wasn't over there. I'll continue later. But damn. I don't think I've ever cum like that in my life.