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A fine sword is forged through tempering! This is how I conquered premature ejaculation and even managed to win over my wife's "exquisite" body by using my sister-in-law's treatment for premature ejaculation! 

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Last time, I mentioned that after my sister-in-law got divorced, she lost her "private space" and gave her sister the vaginal tightening pills she had bought to please her husband, disguised as uterine warming and detoxifying capsules! After my wife used them, not only did they "restore their virgin-like tightness" as the instructions said, but they also went from being a "dead spot" to a "living spot" that sucks on semen. When she gets excited, she sucks on it like a baby nursing. Now I can't handle it! I'm just a mortal, not a prodigious stallion! When I deflowered my wife, I just inserted myself, 1, 2, 3!! and I ejaculated! 囧!! 囧! Now I'm a groom every day, fucking a "virgin" every night. I can hardly handle this kind of good fortune! Not to mention the toxic and spicy sperm-sucking hole! As a result, several times the process broke down halfway, leaving my wife stranded on the bus to orgasm, looking utterly defeated.
--------------------------- My sister-in-law made her own brother-in-law ejaculate prematurely, what a mess!

Swelling, alive, oh dear, swollen
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Actually, the vaginal tightening effect of this medicine isn't as great as it seems! Without injections or surgery, trying to turn a 6-point tube into a 4-point tube with just a few suppositories is impossible! I feel it's too tight, mainly because my wife's vaginal engorgement is much stronger than before when she's aroused.

Before, when my wife was sexually aroused, it was just moist. Even when I did a full split and licked her, her vagina was still tightly closed, you had to pull it open to see the tender flesh inside. Now, when she's sexually aroused, her labia majora seem swollen and bulge high. Like a water bell! Her labia minora were already small, and with the engorgement of her labia majora, the skin tightened, almost merging the labia minora and majora together. The narrow opening of her vulva, resembling a blooming steamed bun,

actually made it even tighter. While the outer part wasn't as tight as when she was a virgin (after all, her hymen was broken), the inside, due to the engorgement, was even tighter than when she was a girl. My penis felt like it was being gripped tightly by her vagina, making it hard to breathe. I could even feel the pulsating blood vessels in her vagina. What was more troublesome was that the vagina was now much hotter than when she was a virgin—hot and scalding!

Tightness wasn't a problem; after all, I'd practiced for so long, my penis was practically calloused. But the heat and scalding were a challenge. I don't know the "Fire Cloud Palm" technique; masturbation can simulate friction, but not high temperatures. Therefore, in actual intercourse, my penis couldn't withstand the high-temperature, high-pressure environment. Especially under the hot and scalding grip, and with me trying to thrust forcefully, it was even more exhausting.

From plain water and clear soup to a spicy hot pot! From a small soup pot to a pressure cooker, no wonder I was sweating buckets! But

what

's even more alarming is that after my wife took the medicine, her vagina became a "living point"! It instantly cured my Achilles' heel!

The main reason for this change was that the medicine awakened my wife's dormant sexual awareness. In reality, most so-called all-natural vaginal tightening medicines are based on ancient female warming and anti-inflammatory formulas, with the addition of aphrodisiacs, and made using modern technology (they do indeed detoxify and reduce inflammation). The mechanism is to arouse sexual desire, causing the woman to become engorged and tighten her vagina, thus achieving a tightening effect. It doesn't actually make the vagina thinner.

My wife entered her postpartum period at 26-27, in her prime. She had been doing postpartum aerobics for almost a year, and was in excellent physical condition, with a great appetite and abundant energy. Her sexual instincts should have been very strong, but because of her conservative upbringing, her naivety, and her immature bedroom habits, her sexual desire hadn't been awakened. After being stimulated by the drug, I tasted the sweetness of orgasmic sex and was instantly awakened. From then on, I became not only tighter and hotter, but also went from being a demure lady to being slightly proactive. I couldn't hold back any longer!

As everyone knows, men don't usually maintain a consistent rhythm until ejaculation during sex or masturbation. Most people slow down or stop when they are close to ejaculation, then continue after a while to prolong the time and repeatedly enjoy this near-orgasmic pleasure. I do the same. When masturbating, I like to use acupressure to suppress the orgasm when I'm close to ejaculation, repeating this many times, in order to experience that near-orgasmic pleasure more often, and also to train myself to increase my ejaculation threshold and prolong the time of sex.

Before, when we had sex, my wife was always passive, so I could do whatever I wanted. I used to thrust in and out with large, continuous strokes to get close to the peak of ejaculation, enjoy the pleasure, then slow down to gradually relieve the excitement, and then start the next round of thrusting. Every time we have sex, I have to go through several near-orgasms before I can ejaculate. Therefore, I can last for a long time.

Ever since her sexual awareness was awakened, my rhythm has been completely disrupted. My old techniques, like the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, distraction, and counting frogs near climax, are all useless.

If I thrust steadily and evenly, using the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, I can last a long time, and my wife looks like she's enjoying it, as if I'm giving her a massage. It feels good, but I don't feel satisfied, and she doesn't climax.

But if I speed up and thrust a few times, she immediately reacts! Her face turns red, her legs straighten, and her vagina clenches tightly. I feel exhausted.

And that's not all. The most infuriating thing is that every time I thrust hard and am about to slow down near climax, her vagina often suddenly starts to spasm and throb. She's almost at

climax, counting frogs to catch her breath, and then you start sucking my semen! How can I take that?! A few sudden, unannounced sucking strokes, and I'm pulled right into the abyss. Often, the throbbing of her vagina makes me unable to control the urge to ejaculate, so I have to speed up for the final sprint.

Damn it! She started playing the "retreat when the enemy advances, harass when the enemy camps, attack when the enemy tires, and pursue when the enemy retreats" tactic in bed!

And you can't even control her movements. Most women writhe during orgasm, and you can delay it by pressing your lower body firmly against her or holding down her hips. My woman, the reserved type, looks demure on the outside but her pussy is moving wildly, constantly sucking you in. Even if I hold her down, I can't hold her pussy down, and pressing hard only makes her more prone to spasms. This kind of pussy that bites you at crucial moments, leading you astray, is so awful. On the surface,

she seems to have orgasmed, but seeing her dripping, wanting-it-more expression, you muster your remaining strength and thrust a few times, and she can't help but tremble. My penis is already snotty, so it's hard for me to feel the thrill of conquest and the joy of success. She's not satisfied yet, she wants more, but I'm already soft!

Some guys say, "Your skills in bed are bad, you don't know the techniques!" They suggested I distract myself by thinking about other things when I felt excited, and to stop and catch my breath before continuing when I was about to ejaculate. They even suggested I jump off the bed to smoke a cigarette when I was close to climaxing, and then come back to continue. These are all bad ideas! Unreliable.

Faced with my wife's pitiful look, like a chain smoker craving a cigarette, pleading, "Honey, just one more puff, just one more! Please, just one more. Just one more time, and I'll be your slave for life!" if I stopped to count frogs and go for a smoke, would I still be a man?!

Besides, my wife is the ultimate orgasm type; forget about pulling out halfway, even slowing down to catch her breath will quickly kill her arousal, and no amount of stimulation will bring it back!

A real man should strive to make his woman feel like she's in heaven, experiencing multiple orgasms, not just reach a time limit to satisfy his vanity. When your woman is moaning loudly, her expression dazed, begging you to go harder, and you stop to catch your breath, leaving her hanging in mid-air, what's the point of such a technique, even if you can last two hours?

What defines a man's success isn't how long he can last, but whether he can hold on when his woman is nearing orgasm! If you can hold on when she's close to climax, if you can use your still-erect penis to give her a push, sending her soaring to the clouds! If you can arouse her with the last spasm, leaving her lying on the bed, weak and satisfied, even if it's only for two or three minutes, you've succeeded. Otherwise, even if you last an hour, you've failed.

What is premature ejaculation? Lasting 3 or 5 minutes or more? No! It's when your woman is about to climax, but you ejaculate first—that's premature ejaculation. It has nothing to do with time. By this standard, I have premature ejaculation! What should I do?

As

the saying goes, a mental illness requires a mental cure, and the one who tied the knot must untie it! My premature ejaculation was caused by my sister-in-law, and I'll need her help to cure it!

One weekend, because I'd been working overtime for several days, we were apart for a while and had sex twice in a row. The first time I ejaculated quickly, and the second time I resisted for a long time, but at the last moment I still couldn't hold on.

I could tell my wife, though still somewhat unsatisfied, was quite pleased. Afterwards, she held my waist, preventing me from getting up, gently tapping my lower back while softly saying, "You can't do it so often, it's bad for your health."

My heart warmed at her words. I thrust my hips against her forcefully and said, "Who told you to be so beautiful!" My wife immediately let out a soft "Ah~~". Her unsatisfied nature was evident.

However, she knew how to comfort me, playfully scolding, "Like a wolf, you feel like you're missing out if you don't go a day. Every time you make me want to go on, my back aches and I'm sleepy at work the next day, I can't take care of you then." I knew my wife wasn't completely satisfied, but I still felt flattered by her compliment

, knowing it was her way of satisfying my masculine vanity. I was touched. I held her upper body with both hands, thrusting my lower body upwards to prevent my semi-erect penis, still inside her vagina, from slipping out. I rolled my wife over, letting her lie on top of me, and gently stroked her back, massaging her lower back. My wife buried her head in my chest, her face filled with happiness.

Because the second ejaculation was so close together, there wasn't much to ejaculate, so my wife didn't need to wash herself, and her vagina wasn't wet.

Although my wife says we're in sync and always orgasm together, I know the best time to ejaculate is when her spasms are almost over, which I didn't do tonight!

But I couldn't back down verbally, so I grinned and said, "You're comfortable lying in a wide-legged position, but I'm going to have real fucking, real ejaculation. If your back aches, it'll be me!

Besides, if you didn't get wet as soon as I penetrated you, your back wouldn't be aching, right? You're comfortable, and you're even complaining!"

My wife, not to be outdone, punched my chest with her fist and buried her face in my chest. We started laughing and joking around.

As we laughed, my penis went completely soft, only remaining inside her

for a while thanks to its naturally large size. Then my wife asked me what I planned to eat for breakfast, saying she'd make me something delicious and nourishing.

I laughed and said, "I want a big steamed bun!"

My wife slapped me and scolded me with a laugh, "You're so annoying!" "You're being irresponsible,"

the steamed bun here has a special meaning.

Ever since I met my wife, I've noticed she rarely wears pants, especially skinny jeans; she never wears high-stretch denim. When she does wear pants, they're the loose kind that doesn't show off her figure.

Logically, although my wife isn't tall, her legs are straight and her figure is very well-proportioned, so shapewear should look good on her. I was puzzled.

Later, after we got to know each other better, I realized that when my wife wears skinny jeans, her lower body is squeezed so tightly that a bulge appears, even the crotch is visible. It's really unseemly! Of

course, I can't tolerate it . Springtime was exposed, so I firmly supported my wife's decision to buy her dresses, especially skirts. I also loved seeing her in dresses; she looked like a doll.

Later, with the internet, I stumbled upon some pornographic website and saw an article by a certain PhD student. It dawned on me—I'd met my "steamed bun" (a slang term for a woman who is sexually suggestive). So I dragged my wife over to see the pictures and text, and she kept laughing. She said men are so lewd, even their "steamed buns" have so many expressions.

So, "eating steamed buns" became my bedroom code. I would often call home in a serious tone: "Honey, I'm coming home for dinner tonight. I want to eat xxxx, steam some steamed buns!" People would think I'd actually prepared a proper meal. But when I got home, it was a beautiful woman emerging from her bath

, steamed buns waiting for me. I'd laugh and say, "I want to eat your big steamed buns!"

My wife would scold me, "You're serious for a moment, then go ahead and eat them

if you dare!" My penis was still inside my wife, limp and powerless. (This is our habit; sometimes we even fall asleep embracing like this without pulling out.)

I said, "You wait, I'll make you weak in a minute," and

my wife teased me, imitating a porn movie, "Honey! Are you coming? I still want it, I want it now!" She then

shook her body, mimicking moaning in a movie.

I only lasted 5-6 minutes, then became limp like a dead snake, powerless, and could only laugh awkwardly, feeling utterly defeated.

After a while of joking around, my wife said she wanted me to go shopping with her for clothes on Sunday, saying her old clothes were all for young girls and no longer suitable.

I laughed when I heard that. My wife is very frugal and rarely buys clothes. Now that she has a child and is a young woman, she still wears clothes she bought when she was a girl, often leading people to mistake her for my wife.

I've asked her to buy new clothes, but she's not enthusiastic. Even when she does buy new ones, they're still in her old girlish style, forcing me to shave and apply soda to look younger.

Although I like the innocent, pure type, even innocent girls need a change of pace, and I also like my wife to have a more mature style. (No wonder I'm interested in my sister-in-law.)

Speaking of clothes, my wife started complaining, saying everyone else can wear underwear and look sexy, but she can't.

She mentioned her sister's jeans, and how envious she

was of her sister's shapely buttocks and jeans. My heart started itching,

and I said with ill intent, "It's because your vaginas are different."

My wife didn't catch the dirty thought in my words.

She said, "They really are different. When we scrubbed each other in the bath, my sister's pubic area was all dark and hairy, while mine was just a few sparse hairs." My pubic area is fleshy, while my sister's is very thin, with her foreskin (labia minora) turned outwards .

Hearing this, I don't know why, but suddenly, my penis sprang to a hard, completely hard, starting from my lower back.

My wife suddenly felt the rapid change in my penis inside her vagina and gasped.

Immediately realizing why, she scolded angrily, "Don't have such bad thoughts!"

I couldn't control myself anymore, and I didn't know how to explain it, so I just rolled over and pinned her down, thrusting in and out with all my might.

Due to the intense stimulation, my penis felt incredibly hard, and my entire lower back felt hot, as if it were connected to my penis, harder than the first time, even a little painfully hard. I didn't speak, too embarrassed to say anything, just kept thrusting. Gradually, my wife's breathing became more and more rapid, until she started moaning. Her vagina felt hotter and tighter, but I had no intention of ejaculating, just kept thrusting.

Suddenly, my wife's voice became rapid, and she mumbled, "Don't stop, just like that... it's touching..." She even used her hand to guide my speed of thrusting, holding my hips.

I continued thrusting quickly for 2-3 minutes, feeling my abdominal muscles starting to ache. Suddenly, my wife pressed her hands against my buttocks, preventing me from moving on my own, and she twisted her waist dramatically from side to side, making my penis churn inside. I felt a constant throbbing inside her vagina, like sucking, and she moaned "ah, ah" from her throat.

The contractions were strong, squeezing me painfully. I could clearly feel the contractions weakening and the intervals between them getting longer. At first, my vagina would contract once every few thrusts, but later, the contractions became lighter and lighter, and the burning and gripping sensation disappeared. My wife held me tightly, preventing me from moving any further, moaning and whimpering, her face flushed and her breath coming in satisfied gasps.

After a long while, she whispered in my ear, "You naughty thing, what are you thinking about? So strong? You're killing me!

You can't betray me, you can't hurt me, I've given you everything, I have nothing left... only you..."

My heart warmed, filled with boundless tenderness and guilt. My face flushed, and I stammered.

My wife playfully scolded me, "Hurry up and ejaculate, holding it in too long isn't good for your health."

I moved gently, kissing my lover passionately. My

wife responded softly, swaying her hips.

Somehow, I no longer had the vigor and stamina I had before, and I obediently ejaculated in my wife's softness.

Then we embraced and fell asleep.


From then on, I found a new way to handle women: the "second round."

Before that, I could do it twice in one night, but the intervals between the two were long. And because my wife didn't like using condoms, she always had to wash her genitals afterward, which killed her libido. If she didn't wash, her vagina was slippery, making penetration less stimulating, and the "second round" wasn't very effective.

After this experience, I intentionally tried to do it quickly. The first time, I used a condom, which allowed me to play to my heart's content. Because of the condom, and because it was a position I liked—my wife wasn't very aroused, and we didn't have to clench our vaginas—I could last a long time, satisfying my vanity.

After I ejaculate, I throw the condom away, and my wife doesn't need to clean herself. I continue caressing her, keeping her aroused. When I get erect again, my second thrust is incredibly powerful. Since I just ejaculated, I'm basically unfazed for a while. My wife is still aroused, so I thrust faster, and she quickly climaxes and spasms. I can usually last until she's completely satisfied before ejaculating.

It seems God is fair; although I'm naturally sensitive and not very stamina-wise, He compensates me in other ways. I have a strong sex drive and can get an erection quickly after ejaculation. Fully energized, I'm back to normal. I can quickly return for another round, a second, a third. Sometimes the interval is only ten minutes or so, while books say it usually takes half an hour for most people to get back up!

Confidence is a very important factor in matters of the heart. Besides physical exercise, I also do psychological counseling. I use the "Ah Q" mentality to comfort myself:

You go every few days, I go several times a day;

you go for half an hour each time, I go for ten minutes three times in a row! 1x30 and 3x10 equal the same result!

With the help of Ah Q and my sister-in-law, I finally overcame premature ejaculation and conquered my wife.

It's true what they say: you have a spiked club, I have a skull cup; you have a sperm-absorbing hole, I have a counterattack!

However, as the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Just when I was feeling triumphant, I was horrified to discover that my wife's needs were growing! I had to keep up with the times!

To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next installment and a detailed exploration of this amazing vagina!

PS: The main purpose of this post is to share my experiences and lessons learned. It's about my journey from a newbie to a seasoned pro. It's not simply about methods for treating premature ejaculation. Some people feel I'm not getting to the point, that I'm just trying to fool everyone. Five posts and no training tips or anything like that. I say, the experience and growth process is the key. And I've written a lot about my experiences, from how masturbation initially controlled premature ejaculation to how to improve stamina. I've shared my experiences in every post. Some friends say I'm a procrastinator, but I can't help it, I only have time to write when I'm bored outside of work.

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