I read a book recently. It was just this side of one of those Harlequin novels, which are just this side of erotica.
In the story the people had some rather passionate love making. Fairly frequently throughout the book.
It just made me wish I had someone in my life to have that passionate love making. Or just breathless fucking. Sure I've had sex here and there, but some true mind numbing fucking, that's been a long long time.
I miss the mind numbing.... breathless, sweat pouring... passion or lust which ever comes first.
I also miss the guy that cares more about the woman's orgasm than he does his own.... It seems too often that the man cares more about getting himself off than he does about getting the woman off.
Come on guys was there ever any chance that you just wouldn't cum? There are times when I want to just tell a guy, "Damn I could've done better by myself."
I think work is just too busy lately. I don't have the time to thoroughly socialize and meet a better class of men. It seems one portion of my life can be all together and the rest falls apart.
I know you didn't come here to hear me rant. I promise there's a story in the works, just trying to find the time to get it out and put it up.
I still miss the mind numbing fuck...
