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Woman Plagued By Persistent Genital Arousal Disorder That Gives Her 100 Orgasms A Day

The SunA NURSE is plagued by a medical condition that gives her up to 100 orgasms A DAY. Kim Ramsey, 44, feels constantly aroused and the slightest movement can trigger a climax. Trains, driving and even housework start the reaction. But unlike women who yearn for the “Yes, yes!” experience, Kim just thinks “Oh no!” The orgasms leave her in pain, exhausted and unable to have a normal relationship. She said: “Other women wonder how to have an orgasm — I wonder how to stop mine.”  Kim was diagnosed with incurable Persistent Genital Arousal Disorder. Doctors blame spinal cysts caused when she fell down stairs ten years ago. Kim, from Hitchin, Herts, but now living in Montclair, New Jersey, US, first had problems after sex with a new boyfriend in 2008. She said: “I had constant orgasms for four days. I thought I was going mad. It also happened with a new partner and I even tried sitting on frozen peas.”

First thing’s first, I’m pretty positive I suffer from Persistent Genital Arousal Disorder. I think like 99% of dudes do. Its an inconvenient, unstoppable disease. There is no cure. The only treatment is flipping your dick up into your waistband and hiding the symptoms. I think I have stage 4 PGAD, and let me tell you folks, its no joke. I know you probably expect me to write a blog being like “Hey Kim Ramsey! Cry me a river! I wish I could cum 100 times a day!” For sure not. I can barely handle like 3 a day. By the time I’m going to bed my dick is tapping out. Running on fumes, swollen and a little bit chafed. My orgasms are basically just my penis burping up dust. I can’t even imagine if I had to go 97 more times.

Now granted chicks orgasms are obviously different. I don’t even know if girls know what an orgasm is half the time. I feel like this chick gets the goosebumps and shes like “Oh my god thats my 75th orgasm of the day!” But in the event that there’s some chick out there with PGAD having Cytherea squirt-gasms a hundred times a day, I sympathize with that. Some poor chick blasting off like a fire hydrant with her knees wobbling around like she’s got Dystonia 100 times a day ain’t as sexy as you think.