On your mark… get set… screw! Sure, a marathon sex session is nice, but sometimes—for a variety of reasons—you just want to get across the finish line as quickly as possible.
There are times during a sexual encounter when a couple’s really going for broke, risking all sorts of gnarly afflictions from heart attack and stroke right down to a pulmonary embolism, and that ain’t good. They’re risking all this potential peril in pursuit of making their significant others orgasm like a side-striped jackal. There’s sweat flying all over the place, labored breathing, and even if there was a doctor on staff to pull in the reins once their blood pressure got high enough to risk seizing up and being carted off to the Great Beyond, they wouldn’t stop. No sir, in cases like these, it’s all about the performance. And it’s like they’ve probably said on Broadway a time or two, nobody fucks with that.
Just as often, though, perhaps even at a greater frequency, there are times when one of the copulatory competitors, for one reason or another, just wants to get the sex thing over with as quickly as possible so they can do something else.
In these instances, there is no need to staff a physician to monitor the vitals of the rock-hard and depraved. There will be no heavy breathing, and a sweat will not be broken. The orgasm is still a-coming, and it’s coming in hot, it’s just that only one participant is privy to the impending pop. The other is totally oblivious as to just how fleeting their coital contribution is going to be. Little do they know that, in just a few short minutes, they’ll be lying in bed watching a Seinfeld rerun instead of changing positions, fighting off ass cramps and trying to keep the noise to a minimum so as not to wake the kids. The sex, well, that will be over, sabotaged by a partner’s deliberate termination. Don’t think that quickie was by accident—it’s by design.
