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Ask any woman who is experienced in making love to other women they fall in love with, or just simply become obsessed with, what it is that they love about each other the most...

Without denial, they will tell you it is each others scent and taste. The most intimate of all empathic sexual substance that is best described as "natural". To taste, to lick and whilst kissing to taste and smell is so "exotic". It is the ultimate in sharing of each other, that drives you on and on. It blows your mind and you can not prevent yourselves from going further, onto the pleasurable sharing of sensitive feelings and even orgasms. Touching each others sensual parts in physical contact...

The amazing empathic thing is... you know exactly how your partner feels by what you are doing, because you feel it too. And, that is the thing that makes that kind of relationship so so very special...

Do gay men experience this too?

From personal experience I agree with what you so eloquently said. I won't say it's better or not as good as with my hub, just very different. It's like sex at a different yet harmonized frequency.
 
Evening Sienna; hope you arent having a case of the Mondays on Tuesday like I am unfortunately hahaha.

Hows life and the rest of it going?
 
Ask any woman who is experienced in making love to other women they fall in love with, or just simply become obsessed with, what it is that they love about each other the most...

Without denial, they will tell you it is each others scent and taste. The most intimate of all empathic sexual substance that is best described as "natural". To taste, to lick and whilst kissing to taste and smell is so "exotic". It is the ultimate in sharing of each other, that drives you on and on. It blows your mind and you can not prevent yourselves from going further, onto the pleasurable sharing of sensitive feelings and even orgasms. Touching each others sensual parts in physical contact...

The amazing empathic thing is... you know exactly how your partner feels by what you are doing, because you feel it too. And, that is the thing that makes that kind of relationship so so very special...

Do gay men experience this too?


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I have to agree Sienna there is a special connection I always find when tasting a partner as opposed to letting them penetrate me. Dont get me wrong but there us something about feeling them in my mouth, feeling the warmth if their lust for me translate into their full hardness, the way they respond to every lick, every touch.

The way you can feel him twitch just before he climaxes and performing the submissive yet incredibly powerful act of letting him orgasm in my mouth is quite a connection, for me anyway.
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From personal experience I agree with what you so eloquently said. I won't say it's better or not as good as with my hub, just very different. It's like sex at a different yet harmonized frequency.
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Love the hammock and t-shirt...
I bet every guy and most women would love to "have you" in the hammock...
What a sexy t-shirt!!!

I am finishing another story for you.

Thank you prop :) I'll look forward to reading it ;) :kiss:
 
Flashback

May 6 2003


So why did I do it?

Ever woke up and thought about doing something totally stupid just for fun? Well, I used to do that a lot at one time, but now I consider myself mature enough not to even go there.

Well, that was until this afternoon...

I took one look at those shoes in the wardrobe. Shoes I wore just once about five months ago and hated right from the very start because they made me look like a "tart" or so my friends told me.

When I first bought them I thought I liked them. A nice 2" heel, black leather straps that went criss-cross up each leg. Something new and interesting I thought. But, they were new, and they did not exactly generate the interest I needed. Besides, after just two hours of wearing them I felt as if my legs were being "strangled" by some weed that had grown up from my ankles and anchored itself to my calves.

So..I took them out of the wardrobe and slung them over my shoulders and headed in my car towards the quiet country lane and the locally famous Devils Bridge.

Once there I parked up, waited to see if anyone was around and then grabbed "those shoes" and tossed them over the side of the bridge and into the brook below.... YES!! I finally got rid of them...

Or, so I thought. I walked back to the car and sat in great triumphant relief listening to Coldplay. Closed my eyes and felt really cool about what I did and then the knock on the window woke me from my blissful daydream....

"Excuse me, have you just lost these?" the man asked, holding up those shoes, dangling like rats skeletons from those straps!

"No." I squeeked my reply..."why?"

"I think you did me dearest. I watched you throw them in the brook."

"So what if I did?" I asked him, getting angry and so frustrated.

"Well, your not supposed to. Its classed as pollution."

I quickly opened the door, snatched them from his hand and yelled at him....."Why did you have to be there watching?"

He took two steps back and watched as I swung them like a sling shot through the air and back over the bridge into the brook. His expression was a picture. And I closed one eye and pointed at him saying..."Mind your own fucking business!"

He was totally amazed, shocked and bewildered as I calmed myself down, composed myself raising a smile on my face and saying; "Sorry...I'm having a bad day...goodbye."

As I drove away, I watched him through the rear-view mirror, standing in the same spot as I left him, completely dazed until his image melted into the distance.....

I had accomplished what I wanted, with minor difficulty, but it worked. I just wanted to throw them away in the brook knowing that they were gone forever and I would never see them again.

It was fun...and I suppose stupid. But it made my day...somewhat.....
 
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