Sometimes love isn't exactly what we think it's supposed to be. Sometimes love is nasty, and complicated and messy. Other times it's beautiful, simple and romantic. But when you find the man of your dreams, it's all worth it. This is the blog of a woman in her 40's who is living the rest of her life with "the one" and documenting it all.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
The Touch Tells All
His touch always tells what kind of mood HE's in. I know if it's going to be soft, slow, love-making or wild, passionate, hot sex. It's all in his fingertips and the way HE moves his hips before HE even says a word or kisses me.
Before the sun had completely risen, HE moved closer to me in the bed. HE fell asleep tired and irritated. But this morning, his hands told me that HE still wanted morning sex with me. HE faced me away from him and began grinding into my ass. I love the feeling of his member growing as it touches my skin. It tickles as the heat rises and HE grows harder. HE grabs my hip and pulls closer to him. As his cock reaches it's full potential HE touches my pussy to see how wet it is. HE runs his fingers all the way down my slit and then pauses at the hole and inserts his finger to the first knuckle. It's so wet; I can feel it.
HE grips his cock and guides it into my pussy from behind. HE pumps it twice before sinking it all the way in. A chill blankets my entire body hardening my nipples. As HE pumps more vigorously, a warmth replaces the chill and my whole body gives into his pleasure. I can hear his breath as HE tries to keep from completely letting go. HE grabs my neck with his other hand and pulls my body into his. My excitement rises when HE grabs my neck. My tits bounce softly as his entire manhood fills me up.
HE pulls out and turns me onto my back. When HE lays on top of me I realize that the front side of my body had been cold. His erection plunges back into my juicy peach. HE releases a guttural moan. His scruff rubs my mouth as HE kisses me lightly. "Fuck me," I want to scream out but it is only morning and I wouldn't want to disturb the passersby.
Deeper and harder HE goes until that moment when I know I will come. I know HE's there too and I give him my "tell" and we come together. HE is quiet but the goose bumps on his backside tell me how intense his orgasm is. HE buries his head into my neck as I stroke his back and kiss his shoulder.
That man is so sexy. HE doesn't even realize how much.
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