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For those new to my blog, I write on my sex life because many of
us need only read of an example of what really is possible or that
they'd never thought of. It so often lights a desire inside to "want to
feel that." To want to learn how to make sex better through sex education and coaching, maybe for the
first time in their lives. 

I remember not wanting to slide my two fingers out from her swollen-slippery pussy. I remember savoring the feel of her fully-aroused clitoris under my fingertip of the other hand. Lingering in the sensations of both like you'd stop in the middle of your day to breathe in the fragrance of chocolate chip cookies or a fresh cut orange. However, my curved-up hard cock had a gossamer streamer of precome coming from his lips. He had his needs and they matched Lora's.

I let go of the ecstasy my hands were in, took off my gloves, and got a Kimono Large condom out of my black drawstring condom bag with red strings. I turned my attention to Lora and her naked and doubled-over-on-her-knees body. I watched her place her hands out in front of her and arch her back-- presenting her glistening folds to me.

"No." I said, "I'm going to take you on the edge of the bed."

I rolled the condom down while Lora moved to one side of her bed, feet off the edge, pretty head down, shapely ass up. I explained the position, that I would be standing and have greater stamina, control, and command of her cunt than on my kness in traditional doggy style. Gave her a pillow to put under her generous C-cup breasts and flat belly, and said that it would help cushion her arm that I wanted pointed down between her legs-- the hand and fingers playing with her clitoris while I served her pussy's needs. Lora, my Angelina Jolie-lookalike, liked the sound of that.

Off the bed, in position, my legs in a solid, little wider than shoulder-width for the height of her ass poised midair before my cock and hands. A few adjustments, her moving closer to me, feet further off the bed, me between them, taking a few more moments enjoying the delicious sight of this lush female relinquishing to me before we were one. Lora's gasp and coo was the stuff of Life you want to bottle. My fat glans and one and three-quarter inch thick shaft, fully lubed with organic water-base lube, had just passed the half-way mark inside her groin. One of my hands came to rest on the small of her back and the other at midback when my hips made contact, pressed sweetly, then firmly against her pliant feminine butt. I paused, letting her get used to me, and petted her. Then pulled back, enjoying her tight vagina's mild suction, before returning my hips and crest of the iliac to the undersides of her ass. Then I did it a little faster.

I watched her ribs expand and contract with deep breathing. Watched her right elbow wiggle ever so slightly, showing off that her big clit was getting what it wanted too. Vagina and clitoris loving life. It took only one more stroke for her to gasp again,

"Uhhoohh, your cock's so amazing. I love it..."

I wonder if women feel similar things when men fall to their knees over their breasts or how good their sex milks him. I wonder if they get the same pure gold and white light of a feeling in their chests.

I took my time, squeezing, feeling, caressing her ass while I lovingly forced cock into her petite vagina. Not so petite for long though. She opened quickly. Lora's back wall moved smoothly further back by the moment till I could barely feel it touching my glans tip. I know I've mentioned it before in my erotica, her scent filling the air under my nose, but it never loses its effect over me. Then Lora exclaimed,

"Fuck me!" (in a semi-sweet demanding and aching for it voice)

I felt a flash of indignation in my chest. A wanting to spank the hell out of her cute little ass one good hard time in punishment for telling me what to do. What can I say? The male-ego was blazing after all that fluffing it had. :) Instead, I wrapped my fingers like talons around her hip bones. This grip technique also holds her ass open and exposed. When I fucked her faster and pushed into her depths, I kept my penis relaxed because I already felt my semen bubbling up and the early signs of orgasm. I squeezed my PC muscle tight and held it to make my dickhead as hard and big as it could get right when I laid into her hungry sex organ. I made sure my strokes didnt interfere with her hand still down there making her clit crazy. Lora's a good expressor of her erotic bliss. She suddenly said,

"Eric? Eric, I'm gonna come. You want me to?"

I said yes, to let it happen. Kept my stroke massaging the length of her tented vagina Slapped my hips against her ass and watched her subtle-curvy body convulse and heave in orgasm with sounds to match. Her hand with wet fingertips dropped to her side while I slowed the fuck down to a stop after her aftershocks were over. We cuddled a few moments, where she said she has to rest a while between orgasms, kind of like a guy, and that was why, when I asked, she doesn't do serial orgasms. Lora swung right into oral sex on my dick using the same condom that was just pulled out of her. Her techniques had gotten better and my seed was already in my prostate, making its way down. Her head was a blur, I heard her suck hard and air escape her pussy just before more come surged up into my dick. Her attention drove me forward and teased at the same time. More come. I concentrated on the feelings in my dickhead and shaft. Her hand and mouth brough up more sperm.

Now I could feel my orgasm coming up, then drift a second, then resume. She felt my dick go to its biggest and she moaned in the back of her throat when she felt it. The energy changed. She wanted to feel my penis shooting, filling the condom, and her energy reflected that. One last orgasm-surge and the last of the semen with it, pressing hard against the back of my shut tight cocklips. Over the edge I went. I groaned deep-voiced and ragged. Lora's eyes looked up into mine and those doe-eyes told me she refused to stop sucking my dick. My orgasm suddenly dropped like the floor fell out from under me before it crashed back in again and I pounded her headboard with my fists and howled. My hips bucked up into her throat each time her plump lipped mouth sank down. The superpleasure wouldn't quit for another five seconds or so. My fists kept pounding and I gasped for more breath to growl with. Felt her hand around my balls and felt it squeeze. The mild, sexy pain combined with the orgasm feeling in my dickhead. It gave me one more big muscular clench or two before my penis tensed reflexively, but my balls in her carefully agressive hand were empty.

My lover snuggled the penis in her mouth for a few moments as the oxytocin flodded my bloodstream a little before she looked up with wide doe-eyes and said with mixed feminine warmth and erotic awe,

"That was sooo beautiful...."

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