Penetration

Sexual penetration is the entry into a bodily orifice, such as the vagina, anus or mouth, with a body part or another object, as part of a sexual activity.

When a penis penetrates a woman's vagina, it is called vaginal or sexual intercourse; when a penis penetrates another's anus, it is called anal intercourse. Penetration of the mouth by a penis is called fellatio. If one or more fingers are used to penetrate an orifice, it is called digital penetration. Penetration of an orifice with an object, such as a dildo, vibrator or other sex toy may also be referred to as sexual penetration, but not usually referred to as sexual intercourse. The use of a tongue for penetration is a form of oral sex, although oral sex may also occur without either the tongue entering any orifice, or any object entering the mouth.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sexual_penetration

Very clinical description. I was asked what penetration feels like on the woman's part. It's a hard thing to truly describe. My current lover was the one who asked me this question and he said that a previous lover of his had compared it to being injected with a needle.

Not to disparage the mental capacity of his past lovers, but she was a fucking moron. Sorry! 

I'm not a fan of needles, even though I sport two tattoos. I don't like getting medicine shots or giving blood. Tattoo needles are different, if you disagree then bite me.

Needles are painful. Needles pierce the skin in a place that's not made to take in an object. The vagina is an opening. I'm not a doctor nor do I know all the pieces that make up the vagina, but I do know that's a lovely opening full of muscles. These are stretchy muscles. 

If sex feels like a needle piercing you, then perhaps it's time to go to the doctor, there's something wrong down below! 

Sex feels good. When my lover penetrates me it feels like that missing piece is back. Whenever I'm horny and without someone to fuck, I can nearly imagine the feeling of someone inside me, it's a lovely feeling.

When my lover penetrates me I can feel all of him, I'm a bit tight and so I kind of stretch around him, that's one of the reasons I say he fits me. Mostly at first it's the friction, that feeling of something touching your inner parts. I can feel him sliding up inside of me. It's this feeling of being touched on all sides. I can feel his head, which hits me first.

When my lover first slides inside of me, I gasp. It's my body's response to "At last, he's back". I do so love the feeling of him inside of me. There's no pain, just the pleasure of having him inside of me.

I think there are several factors that play into the orgasm. There's the penetration and there's the friction, and there's also the moment when he finds the g-spot. Now I will say the come hither motion with his fingers inside of me drives me absolutely wild, but the head of his cock does wonderful things to me when it comes in contact with my g-spot. 

If I could fuck him daily I would.... 24/7/365

When he penetrates my pussy, it's like a thousand nerve endings go absolutely nuts. I feel his head slide up inside of me and back down. Lately at least I've come to like my sex hard and fast. I used to be very gentle, where I couldn't take it too hard or too fast, it had to be slow and steady.

Right now I like a good fucking. Raw fucking. I like it when our bodies slap together. When we are going 95mph, you can't feel the precise details as his cock slides in and out. At that point it's just that raw friction and the heat building between both parts, then the feeling of the ridge of his head. 

I really want him inside of me right now.  Trying to put the act of penetration and sex into words has managed to get me hornier than all hell.  I'm gonna stop and post.  

If you'd like please comment and let me know how sex feels for you. 

Sometimes All You Need Is To Be Held

Okay, so I like sex. I'm a 32 year old woman and they say that women hit their sexual peek around their 30's.  I'm in mine I do believe. I've never yearned for sex and the feel of a man the way I do now.  Now this is not to say that I just grab any man who comes along, I'm just not one for stranger hookups. I understand these days the wariness of jumping straight into relationships, I have this same wariness even though at times I do try to jump to fast and then quickly backtrack.  But, even with the wariness I cannot make myself go for hookups, I've had offers, but I figure they will be wham bam thank you ma'am. The Ma'am part is especially there for those very young guys that want the hookup.  In my experience a younger man is not better, I err on the side of maturity, talent and skill. That twenty-six year old is going to blow his load before you even have a chance to get moist.

Now even though I love sex, I also love being intimate. Sex and intimate can be tied together and they can be too different things.  I feel that being intimate is just being with someone, laying with them and being comfortable in their space. Feeling that heartbeat under your ear when your head is on their chest.  Feeling their breath on your skin. Touching each other to learn the landscapes of each body how ever worn or past that pristine condition we all once where in that dreamlike age of eighteen, nineteen, twenty.

I'm not after marriage. Yes, the idea of marriage is a nice to chew on for bit and then spit out like a wine tasting. Every so often I do meet a man that I think, "Yeah he could be marriage material, eh maybe." I was married and while it might be fun to walk down that aisle again I don't want to go through the pain again if it all falls apart. I'm not adverse to the idea of marriage, but I'm so not that woman who is running around looking for her knight and shinning armor, with the image of the white picket fence, 2.5 children and the shaggy dog.

I've already got three children, that 0.5 just had to go and be a whole child.  As far as the picket fence well I'd settle for a chain link fence and enough yard to play fetch with my sleek black lab. As far as the knight in shinning armor goes, well those usually turn out to be idiots in tin foil.

Even with all of this crap, I still long for that intimacy and sometimes that can be enough. I don't have to have slam you on the ground slap you on the ass pound your brains out sex all the time or every time.  I can be satisfied with just being.

Still to this day the one of the best moments of sex ever was with a man who held me and caressed me all day long. We cuddled and I fell in and out of sleep. He touched me, arm, leg, back, chest. Nothing impatient, nothing demanding, he just touched me. It lasted all day.  After a day of this we went into the bedroom and just exploded.  He exploded and I exploded. It was amazing, to say the least.  Unfortunately, (possibly for me) this man wanted to be more than just my boyfriend. He was planning to move closer to me and he wanted to know what his status would be and I told him he'd be a boyfriend that lived really close rather than being a boyfriend who lived two and a half hours away. He told me he wouldn't wait for me for five years, I broke up with him two weeks later, before he even prepared to move.

It's been well over five years since then and I'm still not married, so I guess I did the right thing, maybe?

Anyways, my marriage phobia isn't the point, even though it ended in sex I would have just been content to just fall asleep with him.  It was a perfect day.

I had another pristine day recently (another best moments of sex ever, even though there really wasn't any sex involved) , it was mother's day.  Most assume that a mother should spend Mother's day with her children. I've never really put any special importance on Mother's day, it's an arbitrary day which I feel was invented just for commercial purposes. One day just to get you to buy some flowers or a ridiculously expensive gift for mommy dearest. That being said I bought my mom flowers and her necklace will be delivered via FedEx in a week, yes a bit late, but it's the thought that counts.

Sometimes, the best present for this mommy is to just take off her mommy hat and just be an adult sexual woman. Being a young mother I missed out on a lot, during my early twenties instead of living it up at college with wild parties and sex without consequences (if protection is used) I was busy changing diapers.   So, that's why my kids spent the weekend of mother's day at their dad's house. Maybe when they're older I'll make a big deal about it and make them take me out to dinner or something, but right now a vacation from motherhood is a good present.

So, on my mother's day I went to see my friend/lover Shaine.  You can read about how I first met Shaine, here.  I'd wanted to spend time with him all weekend, but I only got Sunday and I was good with that, plus Saturday I was so exhausted from work I couldn't even muster up the energy to blink.

Shaine had invited me over to lay with him, his back was hurting so I figured he didn't want to have an all out fuck session.  I was good with laying with him. I like laying with him, it just feels good to be in a bed and have a body next to you.

I also like touching him and him touching me and at times it seems we hold each other just to make sure we both aren't gonna just "poof" and disappear. I can't put into words how much I do like this man and do hope that he doesn't just "poof" and disappear on me.

I'll tell you that as I write this it's been a bit of time since Mother's Day, I have slept since then, so the finite details are fuzzy, but the feelings are all there and he made me feel damn good.

We held each other and cuddled. We had pillow talk about everything and nothing.  We kissed and we touched. It felt good, every minute.

At some point things did heat up and we tried to fuck, but his back was out. I would've been content to just lay there with him, I can always masturbate later, but he decided to play.

I'd love to give you a play by play, but it's really a blur.  He went down on me a little, but he mostly used his hands.  What lovely hands he has.

He rubbed my clit and he finger fucked me and then back to the clit.  I was shaking from so many different sensations I didn't know which end was up.

Shaine did this wonderful come hither motion with his fingers that I really don't think I've felt before. I felt attempts, but this one did the trick.  I can't honestly say how many orgasms I had that day.  There were several some running into the next, in one glorious stream of orgasmic bliss.

I came hard and I shook from head to toe.  Each time he pulled his fingers out of my pussy and began working on my clit I exploded.  My pussy juice squirted out of me like a river just like a constantly exploding river.  I drenched his mattress, completely soaked.

As a squirter I don't get to fully let go like that, on any sort of regular basis.  It's rare.  I can't explain in words how good it felt to just let go, let it all go.

Tell me how to do you thank someone for making you cum that hard and that long and that fucking good? Does hallmark make a card, "Hey thanks for the fucking orgasm of a lifetime!"?

*reminds self to purchase waterproof pad* Just in case.

Do I have to do all the work? Dedicated to Micheal Kerfoot a woefully imagination-less man who wanted a peep show for free. FUCK YOU!!

I don't mind some good ole cyber sex. It keeps the imagination running and the blood pumping. Also the further away the victim is the better because then he's less likely to come knocking at your door.

Though I feel there is a lack of imagination running through men these days. I mean give a lady something to work with, just saying "hey baby I'm alone and all naked", what's that gonna do for me?  Tell me what you're gonna do with that naked if you were here with me.

I mean it's like the actual date where the guy gets it into his head he's gonna get the BJ while the woman goes home with wet undies and totally dissatisfied.

I mean give me something!

Instead of "hey baby I'm alone and all naked," how about...

"If I were there with you right now, I'd walk up to you on that stupid computer. I'd grab my nice stiff cock and stroke it right there in front of you.  Then I'd pull your hands off the keyboard and put it on my cock so you can feel how nice and hard it is.  How would that make you feel?"

Or

"If I were there with you right now, I'd walk up to you pull you into my arms and give you the hottest damn kiss of your life. Then I'd reach around and grab your ass and rub my hands up your backside under your shirt. I'd come up until I lifted that useless shirt off of you.  I'd have to stop and look at you and see those nice tits in front of me. I'd touch them and tease them with my mouth until I had you begging for more."

Something like THAT would make a cybersex whore like myself respond.

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Edited to add. Yep, I knew it. The guy who basically thought I'd start going into the throws of orgasmic bliss just by his mere mention of his nakedness, was merely after a peep show.   I don't mind cybersex and for someone I know or perhaps hope to know even better and online peep show isn't totally out of the question, but I don't like being used as someone's cinemax channel.

Plus you pay for Cinemax. What I'm gonna strip down and let you watch me rub my naughty bits just for the mere mention you're naked and hard? You gotta give me something.  Oh yeah I'm sure if I ran onto yahoo or elsewhere he'd show me his long shaft.  Guys, I gotta tell you that seeing a man's penis doesn't really do much for us ladies. You gotta try harder.... he he harder!

Also, FYI to those dudes who think a really long dick makes the ladies just cum themselves in anticipation, please.  I've been with big and I've been with really small, I'm so not joking or making some this up. It is a fact.

Micheal's got no wee wee.

The really small guy probably made me cum more than the really big guy, because the really small guy knew he was small and learned how to please a woman with his fingers and his tongue. A guy whom believes he's got a big cock just doesn't try to learn how to a please a woman with his fingers and tongue he believes his cock will do it all.

I digress.  I just fear for the male species. I think their imaginations are dying out! It's very sad.

So next time you hit a girl up, try to dig around in that brain of yours (if you have one) and come up with something more clever than "hey baby I'm naked".  My ex-husband has already claimed that tag line as his mating call anyways.

Edited to add: Micheal Kerfoot fuck off and die. Stupid ass! Think calling me a bitch and deleting me from your facebook really hurts, boo hoo. Dumb ass. I'm really sorry for you dude, without an imagination you're really hopeless. I'm hoping that you dig your imagination out of your ass at least for the sake of the woman you try to con into a peep show. 


Oh and if you didn't figure it out already, my laptop was in full working order and I even have a full out computer in my room in complete privacy, but you're a stranger and you're obviously an ass so why would I want to grace you with my presence on webcam or otherwise.


You can't even seem to work a facebook block properly dumb ass.  Lucky for you I know how to work it.

My Wednesday Fuck.

I met Shain, via social networking. I wasn't really looking (too hard) and he just seemed to come at the right time.  Now I did feel I messed up a bit, because right after I'd had a major boon in my life he'd texting wanting to meet up. I didn't want to risk things so I begged him off. Luckily this didn't deter him.

We talked and chatted for awhile as all conversations between two adults go eventually we started discussing sex. I love talking about sex and I love sex, I just don't like to be a random hook up.  I know I rush into sex way too fast, but I can't help myself when I'm horny I want sex if there's a man around that can give it to me, I take it.

I did inform Shain that even though I wasn't shy talking about sex that I didn't just want a random hook up. He understood, I hope.

One day I wrote him that he'd be off working on Wednesday and asked if he'd be off as well. He didn't know for sure if he'd be off, but when Wednesday rolled around he was ready to meet me.

I had to hurry and bathe. Even though I told myself this shouldn't lead to sex I still went into the bathroom room and saved every hair on my body with the exception of the hair on my head and eyebrows.

I worried I'd taken too long getting ready and that he'd fallen asleep on me, but he was awake and ready to go. We agreed to meet for lunch.  I drove up to the restaurant and there he was waiting for me.

He was really cute, a lot better looking than on the internet. I was happily surprised. He was older than me by about ten years, but I didn't mind. He looked to be in shape and still totally sexy.

I liked the fact that his teeth weren't messed up or yellow. Where I live you'd be surprised how many people you meet with bad teeth.

I don't know exactly when fucking his brains out crossed my mind. Perhaps even before me we met when I was getting ready to met him.

Shaine and I had a lot to talk about, old cartoons mostly and superheros. It was an interesting conversation. We veered into a lot of varying topics. Shaine had a great since of humor. If there is anything that turns me on that is a guy who can make me laugh.

I think somewhere inside of me there's a wire that got crossed weird, because for me laughing and sex are closely connected. The men that have meant the most to me in my life were those that could make me laugh. Not just giggle, because I'm a nervous gigglier, but down right tear up laugh (throw in a snort or two).

Shaine had me rolling. It was great!

On the television in the restaurant they were talking about storms so we figured we needed to get into a better area than a restaurant. We left and walked out into the parking lot. We kind of stood there facing each other.

Shaine said I had this expectant look on my face like I was thinking something. I grinned up at him and he kissed me. It was a good soft kiss. I felt his tongue and tasted him. I tried not to do too much while standing out in the parking lot, but the kiss left me longing for more.

He had a cough drop or a mint in his mouth and I could taste it on mine. He made a comment that it was good that he had a big coat because apparently my kiss had given him a bit of excitement.

After he kissed me he asked me what I wanted to do now.  Of course I couldn't answer with "push you down on the pavement and fuck your brains out." Unfortunately a thought came to me, I'd left my dog outside my house and she was just barely a year and half old and did not like thunderstorms.  I knew I'd never forgive myself if I forgot about my dog to go fuck someone and something ended up happening to my dog.

I told Shaine that I really needed to let my dog inside and told him that it wasn't some excuse to get away from him, I really was worried about the dog. I said that after I let the dog in I might like to join him at his place so we could hang out more.  He told me where his place was and then we kissed some more and some more.

At some point he kind of (nicely) pushed me away and walked me to my car and waited for me to buckle up and drive off. I rushed home as fast as possible, I cursed at slow drivers. My brain was running wild. I kept feeling his lips on mine and his tongue in my mouth. I could imagine his hands on my body and the promise of orgasms to come.

I think running home made my horniness that much worse.  I've always said that my imagination is better than any movie out there.  There's not enough special effects in the world to do what my brain does. That's why I love reading, give me a scary book and it's ten times more horrific in my head than any movie could create. Just the same give me a good sexy story and my head will make that much more hot and totally raunchy.

I really didn't know what I was going to do when I got to his place. I seriously couldn't wait. I did get to the house, let the dog out use the bathroom, brush my teeth and then hurry back out to curse at slow drivers again.

I made it to his place, called him for appropriate directions. He was standing at his door as I gathered my purse and crap. I came inside and put my purse and jacket down, closed the door and he walked up to me.

We really didn't say much of anything. He came up wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. I think we were both just really horny.  With Shaine I didn't have to guide his hand to the right place, he took initiative and just began to touch and grab me.

He grabbed my ass while we kissed and he grabbed my breasts.I tried to caress is his neck and ears, while we kissed. It felt like we stood there for five minutes, but it may have only lasted a moment. Shaine said something about making out while standing so I suggested we go to his room.



I had to wiggle around his movie collection, but made it to his bed and sat down. He went across the bed and kind of just folded me up into his arms. Our kisses went from warm to fire hot. I really liked kissing him, I don't know why exactly it just worked.

I sucked on his tongue, which I think he enjoyed because he offered it up me time again. I did bite his lip, which is something I do, I can't help it.  He did mention it later, damn you'd think a guy would like to be bitten!!

I played with the sleeve of Shaine's tee shirt so he sat up and pulled it off over his head. I let my fingers and finger nails trail over his body.  I liked feeling him under my hands at some point I sat up and took my shirt off.  Shaine managed to unhook my bra. For some reason it turns me on when a guy knows how to unhook the bra.

Shaine devoured my breasts. He paid them some good attention, but I really wanted his attentions down south. He went to unbuckle my pants, I tried to help him. After my pants were off he went right to my panties and slid his hands underneath. I had on lacy boy shorts which he barely saw. He parted my lips and began rubbing me.

Instantly I was panting and breathing hard. I had to strip off the panties before I soaked them.  I kicked them off and opened my legs up to him. He rubbed my clit with just the right pressure.

I reached down and grabbed on to is cock. He quickly shed his pants and underwear. I grabbed his cock and stroked him. His cock was just the right size, I liked the feel of him.

While I held him, Shaine still worked on my clit. He pushed me over time and time again. I felt shock wave after shove wave of orgasms. It felt so good. I came all over his bed.

Finally he let me go and I came down to his cock. I stroked his cock and I played with is balls, I also played with that area right underneath the balls or the "taint" area. Slowly I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. I teased him with my tongue. Then I sucked the rest of him in my mouth. I held on to the base and sucked the rest into my mouth.

I sucked him for awhile. I love hearing a man enjoy what I'm doing with just my mouth. It makes me feel powerful. Finally I released him from my mouth I wasn't ready to finish him off that way yet.  He asked what I wanted now and I put his hands back between my legs.

He kissed me some more while he rubbed me to a lovely couple of orgasms. After a few orgasms I told I wanted to feel him inside. He asked me how bad i wanted it and I told him I wanted it real bad. I needed to feel him inside of me desperately.

I'm not on any birth control so I had him get a condom. He put it on while I laid there and played with my nipples.  After he got it on he came right at me and with one swift movement he guided his cock inside of me. It hurt for a second because it has been a few months since I'd fucked anyone.

He felt so wonderful inside of me, I just wanted him to stay that way. I wrapped my legs around his waist while he thrusted deep inside of me. I made my hips match his. He felt so good.

He began thrusting harder, I felt his balls slap against my ass. Ever so lightly I scratched his back and arms. Our fucking hit a crescendo when we both came simultaneously. It was amazing, I was breathless. I really hadn't been fucked like that in awhile.

After cleaning up Shaine rejoined me in the bed. He pulled me out of the wet spot which made me giggle, it reminded me of a line a friend used to say, "If you love me you'll sleep in the wet spot." So at least Shaine cared enough to pull me out of the wet spot and he covered my butt up with the sheet.

I liked laying with him touching and talking.  He didn't roll me out of bed and send me packing.

We just laid there and talked about everything and nothing. When I started to discuss leaving that's when Shaine started to play with me again. He kissed me and tweaked my nipples. I fell open for him again and he rubbed me, I then had to suck on him for a bit. Once again I needed him inside of me and told him as much.

I need him back inside of me as I write this story.

He rolled over and slide inside me. This time the sex was a little rougher, it didn't keep the slow steady pace of a first time. This had that heady animal quality of the second time down the same path, the path you now know and can plunge in head first with a pace all your own.

He fucked me hard. I'm not always into hard fucking, but this time I was. I felt him slap against me and I felt him go in deep. He felt so good.

He said something about doggy style so he pulled out and I flipped over to my stomach and was on my knees with my ass in the air. From behind he came at me harder. Our bodies slapped together. He fucked fast and raw. At one point he stopped moving and I pushed my body into his. I was grunting and making all kinds of noises as we fucked hard. It felt damn good.

He had to stop because he wasn't wearing a condom this time and was afraid of cumming inside me.  We both kind of fell over on each other, we were sweating and panting (the truest sign of a great fuck).

Once I regained composure I had to get up and check my phone to make sure no one had called.  I don't really like walking around naked in front of someone, but I also wasn't ready to get dressed. I did make Shaine close the window and we found out we'd left the door unlocked.


When I tried to access my smart phone my body was shaking. I knew I needed to get ready to leave, even though I didn't want to. Shaine got me a drink because we were both thirsty.

Some how we got to the middle of his front room and we began kissing again and he tweaked my nipples.  Then he reached down and began fucking me with his fingers.  He pushed his fingers inside of me and rubbed my clit. Standing right there I had a good deep orgasm as my juices ran down my leg in a nice little gush.

I ended up soaking my socks. I used a wash rag to clean up and I got dressed, with wet socks.  I got dressed and then he got to see the lacy panties I wore after the fact.

I got all ready and kissed him some more, then I left finally.  I did text him thanking him and that it was really great and I wanted to do again and again.

I do hope this turns into more than just a fuck. I really do like this man.   I just hope he feels the same.