Shiny-Nipples

The Best kind of Sex

July 19, 2008 on 8:19 am | In Uncategorized | 1 Comment

Well let me start by pointing out that everyone seems to think that make up sex is the best kind of sex. all that raw anger still in your system, being rough & hard as you just dont care what happens you just want to yell and scream coz your so angry at each other. pushed up against a wall kind of sex, the throw you down on the bed & rip all you cloths off sex. it just goes on & on with all the anger built up from fighting that it slowly takes over & by the time its over your both far to tired to fight anymore, it doesnt seem as important anymore, like sex just washed it all away, rekindled the relationship. Just so you know this is NOT the best kind of sex, i personally would prefer to not argue with anyone, yeah the rough raw sex is great but is it worth all the negatives of having the fight to begin with? i dont think so.

So what is the best kind of sex then?  Well i think theres nothing better then i missed you sex. the sex you get when you havent seen your partner in a while, be it a week, a month or theyv been away on holiday & all you want to do is just indulge yourself in them. just kind of hold on to them & never let go. Now imagine being the one recieving the missed you sex, gettin pounced in such a way that makes you feel so wanted, like they cant wait to get your cloths off, to touch you to get inside you. its crazy & i love it. It has one of the best feelings ever & i get it every weekend when i get to the bfs house.

Everytime i get to the bfs house i get pounced, we dnt have sex straight away we just kinda let the sexual tension simmer for awhile until its to the point where he cant keep his hands off me, he cant help but push me up against a wall until finally we get together in the bedroom. suddenly im thrown on the bed hes hands are everywhere trien to remove whatever clothing he can, not in a sleazy way mind you just in a kind of desperate need to touch my skin anywhere & everywhere. This was the kind of welcome i got just yesterday on arrival to the house of my bf, he caressed my inner thighs, teasingly. his boner so hard & obvious once he removed his jeans, popping out of his boxers, i just couldnt resist the urge to play with it in my mouth. His groaning and moaning giving me a good sign that he was very much enjoying it, beyond anything he could possibly do to himself. As a sign of gratitude for my rather short but pleasant suck on his boner, he then lowered himself down between my thighs to tease & lick my clit until i couldnt help but make a possibly to much noise. its something i cant help, moaning louder and louder upon reaching climax, until silence…. then the loudest of moans start as i orgasm, dripping wet. Its only then do we start to have sex, passionate with a need to be as close to each other as possible & there is no closer then sex, to have someone inside you makes you feel connected & close to them no other way could possibly compare. Just thrusting in as hard & deep as possible, faster & faster, making me moan louder & louder. A tingling clit & horniness beyond comparison multiplies every sensation to the point of us both reaching the climatic point where he groans & i have to stifle my moans as he cums. Theres something bout a guy cumming at the end of sex which is a major turn on, especially this kind of cumming, where they just collapse pretty much from exhaustion just so happy & relaxed that not a word can be said.

No fights, but the same intensity. nothing compares.