Alright guys, buckle up because I’m gonna walk you through that wild night me and Jamie tried mixing MDMA with sex. Yeah, the whole “sex on molly” thing. Started out curious, ended… well, complicated.
The Setup
So it was Jamie’s birthday weekend. We got our hands on some tested crystals – pinkish stuff, supposedly pure. Prepped like we always do: tons of water, electrolyte drinks chilling, comfy blankets piled on the couch. Talked about boundaries before popping anything, swear that part’s crucial. Agreed on using protection no matter how floaty we felt.
Dropping the Dose
Around 9 PM, we each parachuted like 120mg – just wrapped it in tissue paper and swallowed. Sat there waiting, kinda giggly, putting on cheesy music. Felt that first tingle maybe 45 minutes in? Like warm honey spreading from my chest out to my fingers and toes. Told Jamie, “It’s kicking in,” and they just grinned this loopy smile.
Soon, everything felt intense. The music wasn’t just playing, it was inside my bones. Lights looked like they were breathing. Touching Jamie’s arm gave me full-body shivers – skin felt like velvet charged with electricity.
Getting Physical
We started slow, just kissing, but wow. Every tiny touch was magnified x1000. Running fingers through hair, tracing their shoulder? Felt like unlocking fireworks under my skin. The emotional connection was wild too – kept whispering stuff like “You’re perfect,” and meaning it down to my soul.
When actual sex started… okay, here’s the messy part.
- Risks You Don’t Think About: Getting/staying hard on molly? Pure luck. Needed mechanical focus, which was tough when everything’s melting.
- The Myth Part: Yeah, touch feels amazing. But that rumored “super-human sexual stamina”? Nope. Overheated like crazy, got dizzy quick, had to stop multiple times just to chug water and cool off.
- The Weird Stuff: Everything lasted forever but also felt kinda… detatched? My brain knew it was good, but my body was in sensory overload city. Finished? Not really. Just kinda stopped when exhaustion won.
The Coming Down Bit
Woke up feeling hollow, honestly. Jaw throbbed from grinding, tired down to my cells. Cuddled with Jamie, but the magic was gone. Felt fragile, emotionally raw. Worst part? The regret creeping in. Did we push too hard? Would our connection feel normal later? Took a solid two days of caffeine, junk food, and deep talks to feel remotely okay again.
Final Truth Bomb
So, “sex on molly”?
- Yes, touch feels insanely good.
- But: The physical realities (heat, stamina issues, numbness) are rarely talked about.
- The comedown messes with your head way harder than normal rolling.
- That “ultimate intimacy” myth? Risky. It can magnify existing cracks in a relationship, not magically fix stuff.
Would I do it again? Honestly… probably not. The risks and the weird emotional hangover? Just didn’t feel worth the shaky legs and headache. Stick to dancing and talking deeply with Molly, in my book. Safer. Less complicated.
