I've posted here enough to let y'all think I'm some sexual juggernaut without any imperfections, but let me fill you guys in on something really difficult to admit. I sometimes have problems getting it up. (SIDENOTE: My internal conversation is in parenthesis) Last night and this morning was particularly painful. I know what happens to me too, and every bit of it is psychological. It always starts as something innocuous. Last night, after a day of smutty texting with MrsR, I come home all hot, horny and chomping at the bit to get inside her. I push her on to the couch, take her bottom off, and proceed to lick her. Her first words were, "Wouldn't you want to kiss me first?" (or something like that). "No!" I replied. I wanted to get in her ASAP and getting her to cum orally before penetration is mandatory for so many reasons. (So there I was happily licking, sucking and nibbling away when it hits me... Hmm, maybe I should've kissed her first. Oh well, too late now) I spread her labia open and dart my tongue in and out tasting her, licking all around, paying attention to not giving her clit direct stimulation. (Shit, maybe I should've kissed her first, she's not writhing like she always does, maybe she's miffed?) I pull back her clit hood with my tongue up and down, side to side. Sucking, pulling, nibbling. (Hmm, she should've cum by now, that usually brings her over the top, Maybe I should try this...) I suck down on the whole area, my top lip just above the base of her clit, my bottom lip up above her perineum. I gently pull on it twisting my face side to side, the whole organ in my mouth. She's starting to cum now. (Yup, this is definitley working. Would've been quicker though if I had kissed her first. Definitely kiss her first next time I'm impatient. Just take the time to kiss her and she'll be happy.) My dick is hard as a rock now, throbbing on every beat of my heart. I can feel her writhing, bucking up and down, moaning louder and louder. (COOL! She's cumming, I start mentally humming, "we're in the money") Apparently my humming wasn't so quiet and she starts telling me to do that again as she's almost at the point of no return. (Humming? I was humming? Dammit, concentrate) I hum and lick and nibble and pull and suck and hum. Then she cums. (Happyhappy Joyjoy... Roscoe's going to get some now!) I happily smile at her glowing face and get on my knees, wipe my chin, and start working my blood engorged cock in her. (Hmm, she's usually a lot more reactive to this) I'm almost all the way in her now, and she's not cumming. (She always cums on inititial penetration.... ALWYAYS. Fuck, something's gone wrong) I get balls deep finally and she smiles at me. (Smile? She's smiling?? Fuck, I knew I should've kissed her first) BANG!! It's gone!! We both look down and my dick slides out, LIMP!! (SONOFABITCH!!! WTF!) Anyway, the rest of the evening gets ugly. Really ugly. We argue, I'm confused. I'm depressed. Then it dawns on us... I was fixated on that opening kiss that should've happened. To make a long sad story short, I failed to perform last night and I just couldn't get my brain to stop this viscious spiral to the "I fucked up" stage. This isn't the first time something like this happens to me, I'm embarrassed to admit. I always bounce back the next day. I have doubts sometimes, which I get paranoid, which then feeds right back into my spiral, but I've always recovered the next day. Anyone have any tips or tricks to help them stop this spiral to begin with? Anyone here know what I'm talking about? Anyone else have this experience?