Why did she say that instead of talking?"So, how did that big old male orgasm feel? Tell me all about it! I want to understand, from a woman's perspec...ive, how it really felt. I've had guys blow hundreds of dollars on me, for one night, just hoping to get into my pants. It must be something really wonderful to make them go through all that." No, I didn't think so." said Maria. "I was disappointed." How do you mean?" Well, I expected it to be something more powerful than my normal orgasm but it. I kept asmile on my face as I watched the band that had won climb onto the stage.Even they seemed a little shocked that they had won. But they did makegood music, and despite my disappointment, I was happy for them. Emily grabbed my hand and squeezed. ---The rest of the awards show went better. After I had resigned myself totaking home the one award I started to enjoy myself again. Emily and Ienjoyed the other performances. We enjoyed the silly banter that thepresenters tried to entertain us. The few seconds she had gained by springing the surprise on me gave her twenty, maybe thirty yards head start, but my pony, a hand or so taller, was not going to be beaten and we slowly began to overhaul them.The river and the trees at its edge drew quickly closer as we levelled with them. Neck and neck we raced and then slowly I edged ahead, my thighs feeling the powerful muscles flexing as I gripped tightly with my knees just, only just, in control of my excited animal’s exertions. We. My brain was getting data dumb from all the numbers that had been run through it today.With the college out for the summer there was little going on for Thursday night. We found that a lot of clubs for the younger crowd were only open on Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights.We finally found one that was open and they were a modern country and light rock style club; a cross between old and new music. We found a table near the back.I ordered a Bud in a bottle with the top still on and a frosted.