I think I was laying in bed the other day, pondering this:


I wonder how often other people have multiple orgasms?

What is the universal average? - as i do not have such huge polling capabilities, I came here, to ask.


Expect more polls.

Great topic, btw.

I find, with the right caliber of partner involved, that my own "cluster" orgasms range from mini non-ejaculatory waves right up to "blow the top of your head off, did I just have a stroke?" load blowers. It's not an every day occurrence, but enough to know they are worth having as often as possible.

Is the level right before blacking-out a good goal?

It is always the goal.

I guess my main question is this:


Is multiple orgasms mainly a chick thing? Or does it often / sometimes happen for guys too?

I said they maybe why one....but have been able to in the past.
I mean it's not ever a sure thing, but you know, sometimes.

I don't know if it's truly multiple, but if you can control the first one some it's kind of abbreviated, then you go again, if you can abbreviate that one...and so on and so on. I mean I think once I did 4.

I feel a new Guinness World record coming on...

Nah, those days are probably long gone for me.

I wouldn't think orgasms are age related...

thataway...




It would seem that...

the older and wiser you are, the more you could achieve.

Yeah, maybe I just need a reason to keep going, and going, and going...

Tonight she'll be Kandi
It's so lewd with a "K" and an "I"
She's always all pickled in brandy
Tonight she's a girl but sometimes she's a guy

She's whoever might tickle her fancy
She can't keep a lesbian around
And she can't keep a man
'Cause she can't keep her hands
Off the useless excuses for ghouls in this town

Sundown in these rundown lounges, honey, only the dead come alive
Sundown in these rundown lounges, honey, only the ghosts survive

Tonight she's a dancer
She don't mind being naked at all
She's in love with the night and the pulsating lights
She's in love with herself, she's in love with applause

Or she might be a jet-set call girl
With a phantom elite clientele
They keep her diamonds, they keep her pearls
They keep her in irons in abandoned motels

Sundown in these rundown lounges, honey, only the dead come alive
Sundown in these rundown lounges, honey, only the ghosts survive
Only the ghosts survive
Only the dead come alive
Only the poltergeists and unwanted souls arise
For the haunting

Tonight she's a webcam porn star
In a trailer just off of the base
She's all drunken and painted, she's all sunken and scarred
But she can knock that little shit-eating grin off your face

She's always off wandering twilight
Lost between the daylight and dark
You can see through her lies and all those gaudy disguises
You can see through her eyes out the back of her heart

Sundown in these rundown lounges, honey, only the dead come alive
Twilight in these all-night dives and, Kandi, only the unwanted souls arise
Only the ghosts survive
Only the dead come alive
Only the poltergeists and unwanted souls arise
For the haunting



Boo.

More floating men?