Wank Memory Loss

I’ve decided that the ideal way to finish one week and start of the next is by wanking. Think about it! It’s like a little comfort if you’ve had a shitty week, and a little cherry on top of a good week. 

So, as you might have figured out, I wanked last night. Now, here’s where the story of what happened should go. What I did, which toy I used and which particular fantasy I got off on. Sounds like a good plan, right?

Only thing is… I can’t quite remember.

Yes, I have completely forgotten all the details of yesterday’s wank. The only thing I can vaguely remember is using Grey and going to sleep soon after. Between actually initiating the wank and the orgasm, I remember bog-all.

It’s something that has happened quite a lot with me. I’ve dubbed it “wank memory loss”, because the thing needs to have a name, right? I don’t know when it started, or how it started. Or even what this means. I’m just always hazy on the details afterwards.

Is this a sign? Should I pay more attention to what goes on with me when I’m in the throes? Or should I just ease up and let everything happen?

I have this other weird thing that occurs quite often. Whenever something of note happens, I tend to start composing a blog post in my head. It’s really annoying. Even when I’m wanking, I start mentally writing it up! It never stops, this blogging lark. I’m willing to bet that I do it in my sleep, unconsciously.

This may be a sign that I do obsess about this blog. But why shouldn’t I? It’s given me so much in return, and the least I can do is some decent upkeep of it.

I don’t know where my dodgy wank brain comes from. If it’s because all my orgasms are actually shite, I might as well just check out now and become a nun. I’m so fucking focused on getting the most out of every orgasm, just because I treat it as a learning experience. I’m still discovering what I like and loathe. It’s all a sexual journey to me, and I’m not even close to my destination, whatever that may be.

Last night’s orgasm was a good one, I’ll grant you that. But I’m irked by the fact that I don’t remember how it felt, or how it made me feel. Good, I guess, but that doesn’t seem enough. I want as much out of my orgasms as I want out of life. And believe me, that’s a LOT.

Sex is a journey. Whether you’re eighteen or eighty, there’s a lot to discover, and a lot to do. I’m twenty-one now. And I hope I learn more as the weeks, months and years go by.

Random to end on? Yessir…

Timey-Wimey Detector. I want one.

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9 Comments

  1. Yeah, but those Timey-Wimey Detectors can cause chickens to explode . . .

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  2. OMG, I am glad I am not the only one who that happens with. Not the ‘wank memory loss’ but the composing a blogpost during sex or something significant – that part!
    I guess it might mean we ARE addicted… and it’s an addiction I love!
    Rebel xox

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  3. Ya know, it can happen with a partner as well. I personally like to think of it as being so focussed, so in the moment, that your brain has no capacity left to store the experience. It forgets that you will ever need to remember.

    Then try counting the number of arguments that start – “But we never . . . ” or, “You liked it when I did *what*. . . ?”

    I’d suggest you start videoing your play sessions for later anaylsis. And, um, future YouPorn stardom? B)

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  4. Theo Black

     /  April 17, 2012

    This is awesome. But how about actually blogging while you’re wanking? Each only takes one hand after all.

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    • Yes, but I like to type with two hands! Hmm… interesting idea though. Might have to take it for a test drive….

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