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What Kind Of Sex Would You Like To Have Right Now, In Words Only.

Lindi37 said:
The kind where I wake up to him gazing at me, a half smile on his face. His hands slide down my naked form as I see his eyes darken. He leans in to kiss me and succumbing to his desires he hungrily takes what he needs
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God damn, that sounds hot
 
I want the kind of sex that starts with a tight, flush embrace from behind as I'm finishing wiping down the dining table. Slow kisses up and down the side and back of my neck as one of his hands crawls up my front to hungrily grasp a breast. The other hand moves down, firmly rubbing everywhere but where I'm most desperate for it. We turn our heads enough to finally kiss and I reach back, playing him over his jeans.

Yanking my pants down, he presses me to bend over the table and kneels behind me, tasting me for a teasingly and tantalizingly too short moment. He stands and quickly enters me, deeply, my body quivering from being so close a moment ago. I grab for the other side of the dining table for leverage as he pummels my pussy.

In another moment he's gone completely, having whispered something like, "Just a second." But my lust filled brain comprehends nothing but his distinct absence and my pussy's aching emptiness.

Before I even realize what's going on, he's back with the lube. He's playing with my ass, and I'm grabbing the other side of the table again. Something like, "Good girl," is cooed at me. But again, my brain is mostly melted from the euphoria, and the anticipation is killing me!

Finally he takes my ass, my body shuddering at the fullness while his fingers dig into my hips and he finds a steady rhythm. After several more minutes of bliss he pulls my back flush to his chest, moving a hand down to my clit. I cum so hard my legs are shaking and I need the table for support as he starts to let go. Wild, frantic thrusts accompany my orgasm's aftershocks as a primal groan rumbles from deep within his chest and he fills me completely.

After carrying me to bed (because my legs are still jelly), he makes sure to wipe down the table for me.

(Sorry, got into it a bit there... 😅)
 
FayeVance said:
I want the kind of sex that starts with a tight, flush embrace from behind as I'm finishing wiping down the dining table. Slow kisses up and down the side and back of my neck as one of his hands crawls up my front to hungrily grasp a breast. The other hand moves down, firmly rubbing everywhere but where I'm most desperate for it. We turn our heads enough to finally kiss and I reach back, playing him over his jeans.

Yanking my pants down, he presses me to bend over the table and kneels behind me, tasting me for a teasingly and tantalizingly too short moment. He stands and quickly enters me, deeply, my body quivering from being so close a moment ago. I grab for the other side of the dining table for leverage as he pummels my pussy.

In another moment he's gone completely, having whispered something like, "Just a second." But my lust filled brain comprehends nothing but his distinct absence and my pussy's aching emptiness.

Before I even realize what's going on, he's back with the lube. He's playing with my ass, and I'm grabbing the other side of the table again. Something like, "Good girl," is cooed at me. But again, my brain is mostly melted from the euphoria, and the anticipation is killing me!

Finally he takes my ass, my body shuddering at the fullness while his fingers dig into my hips and he finds a steady rhythm. After several more minutes of bliss he pulls my back flush to his chest, moving a hand down to my clit. I cum so hard my legs are shaking and I need the table for support as he starts to let go. Wild, frantic thrusts accompany my orgasm's aftershocks as a primal groan rumbles from deep within his chest and he fills me completely.

After carrying me to bed (because my legs are still jelly), he makes sure to wipe down the table for me.

(Sorry, got into it a bit there... 😅)
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That was Hotttt
 
I was thinking that it would be interesting to get a message on social media from some dude I haven't seen since 2003. He and I might exchange pleasantries and such, but then he would get down to the business at hand. He'd point out that almost twenty years earlier we signed an agreement that if the two of us were single in 2023, we'd be obligated to 'get it on' at least once. I might be, like, "What the hell are you talking about?", and he'd send pics of the 'contract'. I'd look at them and think, damn, that is obviously my handwriting. and yes, the wording is quite clear. I had completely forgotten about this until now, but vague recollections start to waft into my memory. I know was at least a bit tipsy when it all came about. It had been done with a laugh, but only because it seemed so far off and so unlikely that both of us would be single. I also recall that the mindset of 2003 me was almost certainly that I would be very disappointed in my future self if I tried to weasel out of the agreement. He might tell me that he had forgotten all about it, too, until he got divorced a couple of years ago and found the 'contract' among his things. I'd say that my word is my bond and that if he and I met up on the anniversary date of April 29, then I'd be obliged to 'get it on' with him. That would seem honorable. It also would seem 'safe' because I know he lives half a continent away. Little would I suspect that he is quite willing to fly here and meet me.
 
Our loins enjoined in thrusting act
and eyes in locked adore,
our bodies melt in trusting pact…
as one we beg for more.


Hard. Gasp. Tight. Just like that… baby. 😉
 
Just found this thread. You mean something like this?

It's still dark and I'm groggy with sleep. I don't know what woke me, but I feel her body press against my back and her lips at the nape of my neck. I moan, more a whimper, as her touch sends shivers down my spine electrifying the root of my slowly stiffening member. I let her touch me for a few moments, her hands caressing my arms, chest and just brushing my shorts, almost like she was checking to see the state of my arousal. Her sharp intake of breath at feeling my shorts filled with my arousal suggests I am right.

I slowly turn and begin kiss her back, my arm sliding under her neck as she moves to curl against me. We melt into each other's lips, our bodies entwined, as her hands continue to roam my body. She gently squeezes my cock through the cottony fabric and I moan deeply. My hand caresses the side of her breast that rests against my chest, her nipple hard with her own desire.

She slips my shorts down, with cooperation from my hand and hips and legs. She begins to focus her exploration. Her fingers caressing and teasing the sensitive skin of my scrotum while she gently grips my shaft. I gasp at the pleasure and whisper, "god yes." The only thing I can think at this point.

She teases and we kiss. There is something so incredibly intimate about kissing while you touch and tease each other, and we both know how much we love that.

She rolls to her back. "Touch me," she whispers, her voice both needy and commanding. We slide her nightgown off and I wrap one arm around her, my fingers dancing across her nipples and caressing the soft, sensitive skin of the bottom of her breasts. She moans when I finally gently pinch and pull at both her nipples, as I knew she would.

I slide one hand down her torso, her soft warm skin arouses me. I find her already swollen and open, damp with expectation and excitement. Slowly my fingers brush and tease, eliciting the same types of gasps as she teased from me earlier.

My fingers settle into a slow circular motion, which gives way to figure eights and other shapes, as I respond to her arousal.

We kiss and I whisper, "I love touching you. I love kissing you."

I can feel her tension building and slightly increase the speed to match her excitement. In a moment she crests the wave and her orgasm crashes over her, her hand pulling my head to her lips as her legs grip and her hips buck against my hand. My cock throbs with her excitement, I love to feel her like this.

She gasps for just a moment and pushes me back. In one motion she straddles me and takes my cock deep inside her. Her breasts caressing my chest, she moans, and begins to rock her hips on me. I grab her hips and meet her motion. As her second orgasm arrives, my balls tighten and I erupt. "Fuck yes" is all I can manage.

As we collapse together, I hold her tight, her head on my shoulder, our legs still intertwined.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" she asks.
 
lakesailer_mi said:
Just found this thread. You mean something like this?

It's still dark and I'm groggy with sleep. I don't know what woke me, but I feel her body press against my back and her lips at the nape of my neck. I moan, more a whimper, as her touch sends shivers down my spine electrifying the root of my slowly stiffening member. I let her touch me for a few moments, her hands caressing my arms, chest and just brushing my shorts, almost like she was checking to see the state of my arousal. Her sharp intake of breath at feeling my shorts filled with my arousal suggests I am right.

I slowly turn and begin kiss her back, my arm sliding under her neck as she moves to curl against me. We melt into each other's lips, our bodies entwined, as her hands continue to roam my body. She gently squeezes my cock through the cottony fabric and I moan deeply. My hand caresses the side of her breast that rests against my chest, her nipple hard with her own desire.

She slips my shorts down, with cooperation from my hand and hips and legs. She begins to focus her exploration. Her fingers caressing and teasing the sensitive skin of my scrotum while she gently grips my shaft. I gasp at the pleasure and whisper, "god yes." The only thing I can think at this point.

She teases and we kiss. There is something so incredibly intimate about kissing while you touch and tease each other, and we both know how much we love that.

She rolls to her back. "Touch me," she whispers, her voice both needy and commanding. We slide her nightgown off and I wrap one arm around her, my fingers dancing across her nipples and caressing the soft, sensitive skin of the bottom of her breasts. She moans when I finally gently pinch and pull at both her nipples, as I knew she would.

I slide one hand down her torso, her soft warm skin arouses me. I find her already swollen and open, damp with expectation and excitement. Slowly my fingers brush and tease, eliciting the same types of gasps as she teased from me earlier.

My fingers settle into a slow circular motion, which gives way to figure eights and other shapes, as I respond to her arousal.

We kiss and I whisper, "I love touching you. I love kissing you."

I can feel her tension building and slightly increase the speed to match her excitement. In a moment she crests the wave and her orgasm crashes over her, her hand pulling my head to her lips as her legs grip and her hips buck against my hand. My cock throbs with her excitement, I love to feel her like this.

She gasps for just a moment and pushes me back. In one motion she straddles me and takes my cock deep inside her. Her breasts caressing my chest, she moans, and begins to rock her hips on me. I grab her hips and meet her motion. As her second orgasm arrives, my balls tighten and I erupt. "Fuck yes" is all I can manage.

As we collapse together, I hold her tight, her head on my shoulder, our legs still intertwined.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" she asks.
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Yes. Precisely like this. Bravo 👏
 
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