Amazing sex is over in a flash

I’M a 25- year- old single guy who likes to shag lots of women. The problem is I always lose my love juice just after I get started. Take last Friday. I was in my local when I saw a fit piece playing pool and I challenged her to a game. After a few pints we went back to my place and I was praying that I’d last at least a minute. We had a kiss and she took off her top to reveal her boobs. As I was sucking them I could feel my knob rising but I managed to avoid creaming my pants. I put my hands down her knickers and slipped a couple of fingers into her wet fanny. We went to my bedroom and I apprehensively eased myself into her.

Tongue

After the first thrust I was OK. But I knew as soon as I embarked on thrust two that the torpedo was in the tube.

So after just seven seconds it was all over.

I carried on for a bit, but she knew I’d orgasmed.

She just started laughing and said: “Is that it?” as I mumbled an apology.

She then started playing with me and I was soon hard again.

Then, with an evil glint in her eye, she said: “Let’s see how long you last this time.”

She took me in her mouth and sadly I came straight away. She laughed again and demanded that I bring her off with my fingers and tongue.

Not surprisingly, she didn’t want to see me again – and that wasn’t even my worst experience.

A few years ago I somehow managed to pick up a scorching pair of female pals in a nightclub.

They must have been serving double shots that night, because I’ve no idea how these two crackers – long dark hair, huge boobs and arses you could weep over – fancied me.

But I took them back to my place and we had a few drinks before getting down to the main business at hand.

They stripped in front of me and then put on the dirtiest show I had ever seen.

One of the girls bent over right in my face before spreading her arse cheeks and giving my a good view of both holes.

That sent me over the edge and I had to make my excuses and retire to the bathroom to clean myself up.

I wasn’t giving up that easily, though, and was soon back in the lounge determined to hold my nerve – and my jism. Not a chance! They started to lick every inch of each other’s bodies and before I knew it my boxer shorts and trousers were wetter than an otter’s pocket.

But they just wouldn’t quit and teased me mercilessly as they brought each other to orgasm after orgasm.

Can you suggest anything that may help me get over this problem?

IE, Durham

Sam says…

YOU need to get some professional help.