After reading about Monogamish Marriage’s* experience with MDMA, I thought I would write about our experience with Ecstasy.
A few years ago we invited a friend for lunch on a Sunday afternoon. As soon as he arrived, he took off his baseball cap and put his hand deep into the front pocket of his jeans. He pulled out a white tissue which had been carefully folded. Delicately placing the curious tissue on our countertop, he slowly unfolded and yelled, “Look what I have!” My husband and I took a step forward to peer into the now open tissue.
There inside the fold of the napkin lay 3 little pink heart-shaped pills. I have to be honest, I had no idea what I was looking at, neither did my husband. “Ecstasy,” he cried, “we are all going to take it this afternoon, it will be a blast.”
Shaking my head I turned away from the counter and told him no way, not interested. My husband agreed that this was not his thing. I will say that when I was in high school and college, I would have grabbed one and taken it without asking any questions. For me, those days ended when I graduated from college. For my husband, those days never existed and he never experimented with drugs at all.
After desperately trying to persuade us to try this, our friend gave up. The disappointment on his face was obvious. He spent the entire afternoon extolling the virtues of taking ecstasy and how amazing sex is for everyone when they are high. He even went as far as to tell my husband that his erection would be like never before.
After he left, my husband seemed to take up his cause. It doesn’t take a whole lot to persuade me to do things, and so I conceded. We decided it would be fun to have a small party and all the guests would take one half of a pill.
Soon the party was planned and we would be four couples. Everyone was excited and arrived promptly so that we could all take a pill at the same time. We were given our dietary instructions from the friend who had brought the pills and he was in charge of handing out the half pink hearts as each guest arrived. We all swallowed our pills at the same time and went outside to listen to music. Although he encouraged us not to drink alcohol, one couple did drink champagne.
Almost exactly one hour later, I began to feel the effects. It hit me so hard and fast that I was unable to speak. I sat watching as the others seemed to notice that it was working. The man who had been drinking suddenly felt very ill. He started to sweat and felt palpitations in his heart. As some of the others scrambled to help him, I literally could not move. One of the men suggested that perhaps they should throw him into the pool to cool him off. Sadly, I was the only one with any medical background and I couldn’t do anything but sit and pray that they didn’t do that because I was afraid the consequences could be deadly.
Luckily, the initial reaction for this friend soon passed and he seemed to feel ok. One woman claimed she felt nothing and quickly took another half to “catch up”.
We soon moved the party into the hot tub where we imagined all of the fun would begin. The water was warm and everyone got comfortable. The woman sitting next to me tapped me on the shoulder and in a baby voice said, “I’m Snow White and you are Cinderella!” I literally couldn’t deal with such a nonsensical conversation and simply turned my back to her. She continued to say this over and over to me until I started to feel sick.
I made my way to the restroom and threw up. Walking out of the restroom one of my friends was lying on the floor in front of a closed bedroom door. She told me she was so hot she couldn’t stand it and could feel the breeze coming from underneath the door. For me, I felt better when I looked into the light, so I stood staring up into the light from above. Another friend found us and brought us back into the hot tub.
After getting sick, I felt much more in control. I had a small drink and the feeling was now very nice. (I was told liquor kills the effect of ecstasy and this was intentional). The men were anxious to test out how sex would feel while high. Unfortunately, 4 out of 4 men could not get any erection at all, which I found to be hilarious. It did not matter what they tried, nothing worked. As for the women, they said they felt no heightened interest in sex from taking the ecstasy, myself included.
The night ended as soon as everyone felt back to normal. Only the woman who took the other half reported feeling high well into the next day. Our friend who provided the pills was disappointed and said it must have been that batch because the reaction was not normal.
We did try it one more time at our next party. I will write about that soon…
*You can find Monogamish Marriage’s experience here: https://themonogamishmarriage.com/2020/03/09/sex-on-mdma/
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