Recently I was out with some friends at a local club. There was a group of girls hanging out next to us.
Within a few minutes, she came over and we started talking. For the next 15 minutes or so... we had a great conversation. She started flirting a little more, touching my arm, and sending me "signals" that she was interested.
Once we got there... we started tearing each others' clothes off. Honestly, I had one of the best nights of sex I ever had.
She must have felt the same way... because she was moaning and writhing in pleasure for about 40 minutes straight. Afterwards, she told me how good I was in bed. In fact, she told me I was one of the best lovers she ever had.
Now... if you would have asked me if this was even possible a few years ago, I would have said "No way."
It didn't matter if it was straight sex, oral sex, or anything with friction... I would last about a minute. So I pretty much hated any chance I had to get laid.
I never wanted to talk to women at clubs. I wouldn't look at women when I went out. I would never put myself in situations where it could possibly lead to meeting someone.
Because of my problem with premature ejaculation, I was more self-conscious and nervous than I was excited about getting laid.
I didn't want to deal with the same old embarrassment of meeting a woman, getting her in bed, and then having to see the disappointment in her eyes because I came in just one minute flat.
There was a time in my life I would have done anything to last longer in bed... so I could actually feel like a man...
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