r/prematurestories

The other night I thought my wife and I were going to have a normal sexual encounter. I’d rub her clit to orgasm, then we would do missionary, because my penis is too small for any other position, and I’d cum in 20 seconds. I would apologize because premature ejaculation was still embarrassing, and she would disappointedly roll over and go to sleep. But we had going deeper into my humiliation kink, mostly just her making fun of my small penis. And that night she took the humiliation to another level.

I was rubbing her clit and sucking her nipples when she started pinching the tip of my penis between her finger and thumb. “You’re going to make me cum” I said as I tried pulling away from her. She held on to my dick and slowly said, “I want you to cum now. I’m tired of that little thing inside my pussy”. She continued pinching my penis and the pressure and her humiliation made me orgasm. My cum squirted on her stomach and dribbled onto mine.

“Perfect. You’re going to premature cum all the time now. Lick me clean, and eat my pussy”, she said pushing me away from her. I loved the new dominant attitude. I said, “yes mam”. Licking my cum off her stomach and we embarrassing, but her pussy tastes delicious.

So I, (tgirl 20) was driving home from a shopping trip grabbing some stuff from the drugstore after getting some clothes at the mall and the thrift. I’m medically incontinent so in addition to all the regular things most people get at the drugstore I’m also stocking up on diapers. Anyways I’m just driving home from the store so I’m like not really thinking anyone’s going to be looking in my car or anything like that so they’re just sitting visible in my backseat. Well wouldn’t you know as I’m headed home a massive lifted truck cuts me off really badly and blows diesel clouds all over my car so I instinctively honked my horn… bad idea. Almost immediately he changes lanes and there’s a red light right in front so I’m forced to pull up beside him. Surprise surprise it’s a scruffy, angry looking blue collar guy and his admittedly very stunning wife or girlfriend. Im on the passenger side of their car so his wife rolls down her window and flipping me off and they’re both yelling. I’m scared but I roll down my window to yell back that they cut ME off. Right as I’m doing that she looks in the backseat, sees a ton of adult diapers sitting on top of stacks of clothes and stuff and she immediately starts using that as her ammo. I hear, “oh my god baby this dumb bitch has all her diapers in her backseat!” Her husband starts howling with laughter while she’s calling me names and telling me no wonder I can’t drive when I couldnt even be potty trained. I’m too stunned to speak, I’m about to burst into tears and at the same time I’m so embarrassed that I just explode in my pants. Thankfully I don’t think they clued in on that part but then I just couldn’t help myself but start bawling. Light turned green and they peeled off, I was shaking so much I pulled into the nearest parking lot and just sobbed for a bit. I’m still actively losing my mind over this hours later, I’m so mad at myself for not being able to just roll up the window, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to honk at someone again.

At least they didn’t clock me as trans bc I got a very strong vibe they were intensely conservative and that could’ve been bad.

We are a typical non-PIV couple in our late 50's.  We've been practicing H&H (Hitachi for her and Handjobs for me) exclusively for more than 20 years.  During that time, my wife has become multi-orgasmic, and I have learned to love making her cum. I usually pleasure my wife for about half hour.  She likes being penetrated  with a dildo while I vibrate her clit with the hitachi.  I have become very good at using both hands, and always leave her well satisfied. 

Then she will stroke my cock afterwards for a short while until I cum.

   
Over the years I have been able to cum faster and faster for my wife - but she still says that I cum "too slow by hand" according to her standards.

Last night she set the stage for a "timed" HJ.  After spending the usual half hour of pussy pleasing, she said “you have to cum in less than 60 seconds or else you will need to wait until next time".  She lubed me up and sat next to me with the timer on her phone. She had an evil smile as she started to stroke me.  I knew the time limit wasn't going to be much of a problem, since I hadn't cum in 6 days, and had just spent half an hour working on her pussy.   The whole thing was too much - as I came, she announced "32 seconds" and  burst out laughing.   She said she was "proud" of me and said" You finally came for me in less than a minute! Next time lets see if you can cum even faster for me." 

Where do you think this is headed? 

I have been having the same wet dream for a few years now and would love to talk about it and share the details! I honestly love waking up with a mess in my pants and feel like some of my most powerful orgasms happen in my sleep.

The most common one involved me at a house party. Surrounded by people eating, drinking, and talking all around me. I am surrounded by a few woman and somehow it leads to them telling me to take my pants off so they can see my dick (the conversation parts are always fuzzy being a dream). Embarrassed, I give into the woman and take my pants off in at this party in front of this group of woman.

As soon as I get my pants down they all laugh and point at my dick. Saying things like "aww", "it's cute", and "look his is getting hard". My flaccid penis quickly gets erect in front of them. Typically, one of the woman will reach out and touch it while they all laugh. Then, she starts to slowly stroke my dick.

Now the most embarrassing part and what happens everytime in this dream is I cum prematurely and almost immediately. Typically as soon as it is touched in my dream, I feel myself on the edge of orgasm. I will cum on the floor and all the people at the party laugh and the woman say similar things to when I pull my dick out like "aww".

My gf and I had gone off to go wild camping but arrived at the worst possible time for midges to put up a tent, as we didn’t want to leave the car and be eaten alive I suggested we have sex, thinking I’d get told no or if I was lucky to wait until the tent was put up.

Surprisingly she said yes, so of course almost instantly my heart rate started to shoot up and I could feel my balls tighten ready to release. We were in a a small hatchback packed full of camping kit in the boot and across the back seats so we she reclined the passenger seat and slide it back as much as we could.

After getting undressed she started slowly playing with herself while I squeezed across past the steering wheel.

A bit more awkward moving of seats and we were ready, she wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me into her, I was already rock hard and knew it was going to be quick. 5 awkward thrusts later and I was cumming deep inside her.

She laughed pointing out we had spent longer getting ready for sex than time having sex, and she didn’t want to get cum on the car seats so I had to clean up my premature load.

I'm a 23-year-old Italian girl. I met this guy on Instagram — he was very kind, with a well-followed profile. After months, if not years, of sporadic but enjoyable interaction — there had also been some mutual exchange of hot pics and videos — I decided to ask him out. We went out once, everything was fine, he seemed to be on the same wavelength as me, there was chemistry. He wasn't beautiful but I don't pay much attention to looks. He had style and understood my quirks without judgment.

So the second time I invited him over, to get more intimate and to hang out somewhere more chill. We started watching cartoons — Rick & Morty and Family Guy. We both knew that either way he'd be staying over at mine cause he didn't have a car. He, despite always having been very flirty online, in person wasn't sending signals or making any moves toward me. I'm not criticising him for it — in fact I found that attitude very respectful. The interest was still clearly established from the chats we'd had.

Hours passed — very fast, actually — and we ended up under the covers. I always sleep in just my underwear, so I took everything off, and I noticed his eyes were no longer landing on my face or tattoos, but on my breasts and stomach. While I was smoking, I never bothered covering my breasts or keeping anything tucked away under the underwear. He was watching, talking, but would freeze for a moment every now and then, like he'd lag occasionally, haha. I found the whole thing very amusing, though my face probably looked completely blank, giving nothing away. I have a pretty poker face. His passivity was giving me a sense of power.

When it was time to fall asleep I turned over — I don't remember if I asked him to give me a massage or something else — but he ended up holding me from behind. And that's when I started pushing back with my hips, looking for his cock. I found it pretty quickly and it grew up fast. I didn't expect he'd apply that same speed to finishing... And indeed he started pressing his erection against my ass, but still fully clothed. It was pleasant and was starting to make me want to fuck. But when he pulled his trousers down and I started to feel the warmth on my skin... in really very little time I felt warm streams on my ass and back.

I was very disappointed. I thought that was going to be the beginning — it wasn't even the prologue! He didn't say anything, got up, and went to the bathroom. While he was gone I cleaned myself up with a towel, and there really was a LOT of it. I could feel it up to the middle of my back. I don't know if maybe he hadn't have sex or cum in years or if that was just a peculiarity of his.

When he came back into the room, I wanted to sleep, but he had other ideas. Under the covers he started touching me, but this time with his fingers. And in a short while he went down, using two fingers and his tongue, and paid me back in kind: I came in very little time compared to my usual standards. Maybe because I hadn't cleaned up properly and I could still feel the warmth of the cum in certain spots while he was touching me. Really really hot.

Of course, I know that culturally a woman who comes quickly doesn't face the same issues of embarrassment or expectation — but in that moment I felt like I almost understood him.

In fact, we saw each other several more times after that and stayed friends, even if we now live in different places and don't see each other often. The subsequent times we slept together, which must have been three or four, he never tried to use his cock again. He always and only slipped between my thighs to give me some good moments. He undeniably had above-average skills in oral sex, though not the best I'd encountered.