Knowing The Difference

There is a massive difference between cumming and having an orgasm, at least in my world. I’m sure a lot of you reading this will know what I mean. If you don’t then keep on reading because that is why I am writing this story. I was talking to a friend from this site. When I said this, she was confused as to what I meant so I explained it to her. I explained it to her using a simple analogy. “Imagine it's a hot summer's day and you are out doing some gardening. You have been working all afternoon. After you finish and tidy away the tools you are really warm, hot and sweaty. You go into the kitchen and down a pint of cold water. It feels great. It's refreshing and cooling. After you have finished you sigh with satisfaction. That is cumming. However, you are still hot and sweaty, that was just a temporary fix. So you strip off and get in the shower and turn the water on cold. The cold shower cools your whole body, washing away the dirt and sweat. It feels amazing and after you have finished you feel refreshed and a whole lot better. This is having an orgasm." After I told her that she understood what I meant. I figured I would write a story about my experience with the difference. Most of the time I enjoy wonderful orgasms. I make sure I have orgasms because they are so wonderful. Occasionally I will make myself cum and enjoy the feeling but that is only when I don’t have much time and just need some quick release. Very occasionally I have both in one session. This is one of those times. I had been out shopping with my mum in the morning and for some reason I had  been feeling horny. Well I say for some reason, it probably had to do with not having masturbated for a couple of days due to being busy. For most of the morning it was just a slight twinge of arousal and something I could easily ignore. When I got home there was nobody around. My sister was still with my mum and Matty and my sister’s boyfriend were out at work. I had the house to myself for the afternoon and suddenly that thought increased my arousal. I ran myself a bath and spent an hour soaking in the warm bubbles. When I got out I wrapped myself in my towel robe and wandered back to my bedroom. Something about getting out of the bath always makes me super horny. The feel of the soft cotton robe on my skin, the smell of the fruity bubble bath, the way my skin glistened with wetness, everything about it just drives my arousal way high. More often than not I have to enjoy a nice post bath wank to add to the relaxation. This day was no different. Apart from one simple fact. I was alone. Nobody else in the house, hours until anyone would be home. Just me, my fingers and my gorgeous pussy. I laid on the bed running my fingers across my robe, causing the fluff to tickle my skin. By now my pussy is dripping with excitement knowing what is coming. I realise as I am stroking my fingers over my skin just how horny I am. I decide to have a quick cum to ease some of that arousal so I can enjoy a nice long edging session. If I started edging straight from there I would have been begging to cum within a minute. I slipped my fingers between my legs and stroke up and down my slit until my clit hardens and pokes out. Without holding back I start stroking until the pleasure builds up and within two minutes I feel myself getting close. I carry on rubbing my clit until my pussy bursts with pleasure and I enjoy a nice cum. I moan and squirm as the pleasure flowed through my pussy and I laid back feeling relaxed. This was my pint of water. It felt good but I know I can feel so much more and truly relieve the arousal I am feeling. I lay for a few moments enjoying the tingling in my pussy and stroke my fingers up my sides. I slowly pull my robe open revealing my naked body. My hands go to my boobs and now rock hard nipples. I begin pinching them and rubbing them and massaging my boobs. I love how they feel, how they look and because of that I lose myself in them for almost half an hour. In that time my pussy is now back to throbbing and aching for attention. Its lucky I had my towel robe on as she was dripping juices all over. After ignoring her for 40 minutes I start alternating, stroking my clit and pinching my nipples. This makes my pussy even more desperate for pleasure and each time my fingers lose contact with her she throbs hard. I continue this for another half an hour until my whole body is aching for release. I could have quite easily pushed myself over the edge there and then but where would be the fun in that. I slowly stroke my pussy getting faster every so gradually until I reach the edge. Once I get there I stop and go back to pinching my nipples to keep the pleasure built up. After she calms down I go back to stroking her until I reach the edge and go back to my nipples. I lose myself in the pleasure and when I look I have been edging and stopping for over an hour. Now it's so hard to stop when I reach the edge. I have to move my hand away lightning fast to stop from cumming and when I do my body squirms in desperation and my arms flail as I force them away from the desperate burning between my legs. Now I am on the home straight. I still want to build the pleasure but I can’t resist much longer. I need to cum, my pussy needs that release. She is swollen and soaking wet and so so desperate. I look at the clock and see it's 10 past the hour. I decide I will give myself an orgasm at half past. 20 minutes longer to built up the pleasure and give myself one hell of a release. Now I hold myself constantly on the edge. One touch of my clit and I am hanging right on the brink. Being so close drives me crazy, I have to force myself to show some restraint. Riding the edge feels phenomenal and the feeling growing in my tummy is making me moan out loud. Each touch of my clit makes me whimper and moan with pleasure. Time seems to have slowed down. I find myself begging aloud for time to hurry up so I can make myself cum nice and hard. I find myself saying out loud how close I am and how I keep almost cumming. The word please echoes around the room. As the clock hits 29 minutes past I start rubbing my pussy hard. I moan, squirm, tremble and say “oh yes oh yes” over and over just waiting for the moment the clock changes. The immense pleasure builds up throughout my body and the moment the clock ticked over I let myself go past the point of no return. A warm wave spreads out from my clit and slowly crawls through my body building in intensity until I am arching off the bed. As it spreads out my pussy burns with pleasure just waiting for the explosion. The wave reaches an intensity where I can’t even moan out anymore. I am just screaming silently. Suddenly the wave rushes back to my pussy and she explodes with unbelievable pleasure. Cum squirts out across the bed with each throbbing pump and each time my pussy contracts a wave of burning pleasure courses through my entire body. My veins turn electric. My blood boils and burns. My heart pounds against my chest. My breath grows sharp and rapid. Every nerve in my body burns like a fuse setting off explosion after explosion all over my body. My legs shake uncontrollably. My toes curl. My arms flail. My hands grab anything they can get hold of. That’s just the physical side. As the pleasure floods my body it also floods my mind and in that moment I wouldn’t have been able to tell you my own name. Reality dissolves around me. I can’t think, I can’t see, all there is is this immense wonderful feeling. I get to the point where I am caught between two feelings. The feeling of never wanting these sensations to end but also needing them to stop before my body rips itself apart. All of this happened within the space of 20 seconds but to me it felt like hours. Eventually the intensity dies down and I am left in blackness for a few moments before reality begins to come back. My mind slowly comes back to me and I am able to think about how amazing that felt. All I can do is lay there with my legs spread wide open to allow my super sensitive pussy to relax and enjoy the aftershocks. My heart slows down and my breathing goes back to normal. This is when I giggle. I don’t know why I just start giggling and laughing on an orgasmic high. Eventually my body recovers from its pleasure overdose and I am able to move. I stand up and see the extent of my orgasm. The massive puddle across the bed of all my cum that squirted out of my lovely pussy. I get dressed and clean up and go about my day like nothing had happened. Anybody looking at me would not know that ten minutes before I had just been to heaven.