Saturday, March 28, 2009

Now I know why the caged bird sings...

Sorry, I know that isn't original but I always thought she was a genius for that. Anyway- that popped into my head the other night when I was having a very lusty session with S (age 26). I thought "now I know why women become cougars!" because after having sex with ages 37, 28, 30, (sun, tues, wed,) the sex with S was surprisingly refreshing despite his young age. He and I have gone back and forth so many times and one of my main complaints about him is his lack of sexual creativity. I know he has hangups (and a giant JESUS tat on his back) but I had given up on him and ended our affair for the umpteenth time in the past year and a half. Thursday was different though. I showed up with a full tummy, a buzz and immediately undressed and requested a towel so I could shower. We started kissing (which I really don't like to do, especially with him bc he is a smoker) and I found myself getting pretty turned on. Something was different. HE was different. He would gently tug at my hair or squeeze my ribcage (which is actually one of my fave features bc of its prominence) and with his perfect 6'5" frame he was finally living up to his potential.

After my shower, I asked him to come to bed (it was midnight and I work at 8 and knew I still had to go home in the morning) and we were once again pawing at each other as if it were new. I kissed his tummy and admired his perfect muscle definition (yes- the man V), he gave my tits the usual attention but coupled with the type of hard sucking and nibbling of my nipples that turns me to mush. He is not a guy that really likes getting his cock sucked (HANGUPS) but he relaxed a bit and let me go to work for a bit which in turn got me all the more aroused. When we were both ready for actual intercourse, he went to pull me on top but instead I assumed the doggy position and in he slid. I had also forgotten how nice and thick he is and as though he read my mind, he held onto my hips and gradually increased the speed and force of his thrusts until I came. He always pauses to kiss me after I cum, then we start back up and this time he was pulling out new tricks; switching positions and keeping things very erotic and dirtier than usual. Because he holds back, when he let a few moans escape I was done for and came again. Things are blurry after that- I know he eventually came and all that good stuff but I really just wanted to relive that tryst again.

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