The documentary is about women who have super orgasms. A super orgasm is one that lasts beyond your common single orgasm, even beyond the usual multiple orgasm. Instead, these orgasms push up into one another so fast, so frequent, that they stretch into clusters of unending orgams. They become indistinguishable from one another, so they cannot be individually counted.
I should know, because I have them.
The most I have gone in a single session is probably in the 25-30 range. Counting them isn’t really reasonable. But, really, why would you want to? I mean, you’re in the middle of a seemingly unending space of orgasms. Stop, and try to count them? No, thank you. I’d rather stay in it, and enjoy it.
The session of 25-30 orgasms wasn’t my entire day of orgasms. There was another session with less a couple hours before that, and more later in the evening. I really have no idea what the day overall was. I also have no idea if there’s a limit. Mr.R and I haven’t tested it; to see how many I could have. If you were going to measure it, it seems more prudent to count the length of time, since they build from one into the next, without a concrete ending and beginning to make counting them neat and easy.
The first time I experienced a super ogasm I was in my early 20’s, and in a new relationship with my current husband. It wasn’t as big as the ones I have now. I had 7 or 9, maybe 12 (?) orgasms in a row. I wasn’t really sure. Later, part of me didn’t believe that it happened, that it even could happen. Part of me called myself a liar. This is why, I’m sure, I didn’t have another for many years. I also got pregnant and gave birth to my two youngest sons. Being a mother, nursing, family beds, and all that jazz really put a damper on my sex life. (Though there are mothers in the documentary with small kids at home, so don’t let that stop you from trying. 🙂 )
When I trace back through my history of orgasms, I think I’ve probably run the gamut. I went through a phase (before my Master) where I didn’t, maybe couldn’t orgasm. I wasn’t happy, wasn’t in love, didn’t accept myself, my sexuality. That ended when I met Mr.R.
Before tapping into my super orgasms, I spent some years being a multiple-orgasmer. (Is that a thing?) I built a habit of cuming two or three times in a row, sometimes more. A single orgasm didn’t fully satisfy me. No, I’m not talking about those quickie orgasms, but full on, overpowering orgasms, that rocked my world. I’d do it once, and then again. And again. This was my habit for years. There were tastes of super orgasms, but it wasn’t a regular thing. I began unlocking my power to super orgasm when I fully accepted my own sexuality, my own kinks. I let go of what I had ‘learned’ about the female sexuality, what was supposed to turn me on, and what wasn’t. Part of that acceptance also included accepting the kinks of others without judgement. In my opinion, these two ideas are linked. When you judge others, you also judge yourself, limit yourself.
Now, my orgasms belong to my Master. Under his submission, I super orgasm easily and frequently. More than ever before. He can bring me to a super orgasm, multiple orgasms, a single edging orgasm, or even edge me for days without orgasm.
I joyfully submit to his will.