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Acquired Premature Ejaculation

Ex-GF turned me into a premature ejaculator and left me, now it's my main fetish. I often wish I could go back to normal, but the idea that I've been made into a Prejac against my will and that I am still getting worse is too erotic to overcome.

'You literally last 2 seconds in bed'

Hey all, it's been a while and I have a couple stories for you; so I've been having a kind of relationship/fling with a girl for about a month, we'll call her Kay where names are needed. I'll skip all the boring relationship stuff because I know that's not why you're here; you want to hear about our sex life. On our second date, we started making out while watching a movie; she told me I was a great kisser. Things moved from the living room to the bedroom, and clothes came off. She seemed to want the lights on, and I was fine with that. We were taking our time, having fun exploring and discovering each others' bodies. One of our dates had been to the beach, so we had already had a sampler. I knew she was in decent shape with small-ish breasts (she had mentioned being a little self-conscious about them, but luckily for both of us I prefer that size and told her so). I was delighted to find that one of her eraser-sized nipples was pierced, and that she was sporting a large (yet well maintained) bush. She seemed to like what she was feeling with her hands and seeing on me as well. I moved to get a condom, but she stopped me.

We rolled over a few times, changing who was on top, our lips basically attached. We teased each other, rubbing and grinding but not achieving penetration. I moved to finger her a little as she rubbed her palm on the head of my cock, but she pulled my hand away (later, she told me she wasn't really into that). The next time I found myself on top of her, she pressed my cock to her pussy lips and looked up at me expectantly. I hesitated and said, "Kay, I don't think I'm going to be able to go for very long..." She made a small noise but didn't reply, and instead lifted her hips up a little. I pushed in, hoping (as usual) that maybe my stamina had returned and I could fuck her like she wanted. Unfortunately, I was immediately on the edge, after only getting about halfway in. I tried to prolong things; I stopped moving, and kissed her on the neck and breasts, then locked lips with her again as I entered her fully. We basically lay motionless and made out for a few moments, rocking our hips but not sliding in/out at all. Without much warning, I felt myself going over. I did my best to give her a few thrusts before losing control - starting slowly but then feeling the point of no return and speeding up in a panic - then pulled out and shot my load all over her stomach and breasts. I could feel my face go red as I apologized; she said it was ok, but I could tell she was disappointed... Everything else had gone so well on our first couple dates, just to have the climax/conclusion cut short by an embarassing premature ejaculation. I went to go down on her, but she pulled me back up and said she was tired and wanted to sleep. Despite supposedly being a grown-ass man, I felt like a teenager (though, funnily enough, I never had this problem in my early sexual years).

The next morning was basically a repeat performance. Great foreplay, she again told me no condom, about three full thrusts and a premature load on her belly. My apologies, her insistence that it was fine but underlying frustration, and neither of us really wanting to discuss it further. Kay did tell me it was a good thing I pulled out, since she wasn't on birth control at all. Anyhow, the next time we got together, she asked if I was ready to have some real fun this time. Obviously I didn't turn that down. Things started similarly, but she got on top of me and stayed there, sliding her pussy up and down my length. In the middle of that tease, she stopped and climbed off, contorting herself a bit sideways to take me in her mouth. She was quite talented, and had me close to the edge in a matter of 10 or 15 seconds. I'm not sure that was her intention though, as once she was satisfied with my now rock-hard erection, she moved back up to ride me. I tried to pull her up to sit on my face, but she shook her head and sat back. She had a little trouble getting it in, and I adjusted myself to help, but felt the point of no return start to happen just as I slid in. She made it all of about 2 bounces before I had to grab her hips and pull her of me, covering us both in sperm. She giggled and said "I guess it's my turn to get you something to clean up with," and got me a towel. She then made it pretty clear that the fun for the night was over. 

The last time we fucked, it was more of the same story. The foreplay was excellent, we teased each other for 20 or 30 minutes. She seemed very into the grinding and rubbing, and if I were to guess I'd say she had hope for my endurance this time. She pulled me on top of her and guided me in. Once again, I felt myself on the edge before even getting halfway through the first thrust. I pulled back out, kissed my way down her breasts and belly, and began to eat her out. Thankfully, she didn't stop me this time, and I licked her to somewhere between her first and fourth orgasms of the relationship. After about 15 minutes of me giving her everything I could, she finally grabbed my hair and pulled my head away from her. She breathed, "That was amazing. Now come up here and fuck me." As I climbed back up, she reached down to give me a few tugs and found me still rock-hard. She lined me up and hoisted her hips up a few inches. Again, we had a little trouble getting it in. This time though, as we were fumbling around, I felt myself losing control before I was inside yet. My cock was pulsing and I squeezed every muscle in my body, trying to hold my premature load in. As my head pushed into her, I felt the first rope burst free and I tried to clamp down and stop the rest. For a split second, I thought I could hold it back, but my cock had other ideas. Surrendering to the inevitable, I pulled out (not even having half-finished a single stroke) and blew it all over her pussy and stomach. That was the second time in my life I'd cum on entry, and it was a whole different level of humiliating. We were both worried I'd lost it inside her, but it seemed I had just about managed to pull out in time.

Kay and I ended up having an (unrelated) fight that definitely drove a wedge between us. I think at various times over a couple weeks, each of us had some hope of salvaging things, but it wasn't meant to be. On the phone call where we broke up, it started out somewhat amicably but devolved into us saying some of the normal hurtful things to each other (mistakes were made on both sides, I'm not to proud to admit my part in that). I hung up on her and almost immediately received a couple angry texts, the opener of which was "You literally last 2 seconds in bed relax w that big talk buddy."

Since we didn't talk much about it, I don't know if my premature ejaculation really bothered her or if she was just lashing out with anything she could to hurt me. Either way, as embarrassing as it was to receive that text, it was/is also a huge turn-on.

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