I Miss My Man....

It's only been a week, and I miss him more than anything. I miss his lips on mine and, his tongue against mine... I especially miss his lips on my "other" pair of lips. Mmm. But more than anything? I miss the way he looks at me when we're together. Yes, as mushy as it sounds, part of what makes our sex so exhilarating (besides his massive tool) is that he always looks in my eyes...

What makes a good lover? (MEN MUST READ)

As previously stated, I've had many flings, but only a few of them have made it unto my "Lovers" list.

A lover is not just a "fuck buddy". Lovers have a special connection, something beyond the physical act of love making. It's a totally different bond, something indescribable. One of the best lovers I've had (outside of my man) was my best friend. We're still best friends, and were having our "affair" until I got with my boyfriend (funny enough, he got us together). Lovers really never stop being lovers... only stop being physical. So what 4 things made him a wonderful lover/affair? Simple.

Caring.

The first thing I noticed was that he was caring. Of course, we were always best friends, and already had that relationship, but even in bed we kept that bond. He kept his arms wrapped around, stroked my back, and told me how he cared so much about me. He said just that, actually, he kept repeating "You mean so much to me, I care so much about you" and it was so special. He even used his arm to protect my head when we started to get rough and my head banged against the wall.

Bold.

He was bold about his intentions. I hate immature boys who beat around the bush. We're not 16, and we're not here to have a summer romance. He knew that. If you only wish for a sexual affair, make that noted. My lover started kissing my neck, and whispered "Just let me fuck you, damnit" and we were on the couch in 30 seconds flat. Don't waste time wooing, just whip it out.

Humorous.

You read that correctly. Maybe when you're making passionate love to the person you wish to spend the rest of you're life with, you're required to be gazing in one another's eyes, and caught up in the moment, but with you lover... it's all easy going fun. For the first few seconds of our first time, my lover and I couldn't get it right. Of course, with my man, we'd laugh, but we'd both be a little embarrassed, but with my best friend it was all fun. He says "It's your fault!" and we start bickering, then cracking up, all while he's on top of me in an awkward position. It was funny, and turn on all in one.

Respectful.

While he should respect you (and don't believe the bullshit about once you put out they don't respect you, ladies- that is pure bullshit, there is a difference between being the village whore and appreciating the act of love making), he should, more over, respect the agreement you both make upon becoming lovers. Once the relationship begin, it is, unless discussed otherwise, predetermined that you're engagement are to be kept private. I personally get a thrill out of staring at my best friend from across the room and smiling, knowing only the two of know that means that later, we're going to fuck like rabbits.

And there you have it. The 4 things all men need to know to become the ideal lover.

The Biggest Penis I've Ever Seen... or Fucked.

That's right. I've had my fair share of lovers. Some good, some bad, some above average, more far below... but this one was amazing. It was the cock among cocks. The longest, fastest cock I've ever had shoved inside of me....

But let's rewind to it's wielder. He's my ex. Well, now my current boyfriend. We went out a few months, but due to some legal problems he was having, we broke up. I remember the first time we had sex too. All I could think was, fuck, man, he's huge... and he knows how to use it. He fucked me every which way, left me sore as hell too! He is alot stronger than he looked, I realized when he picked me up off the bed, wrapped my legs around his waist, and started fucking me like a madman. Of course, I didn't mind. In fact, I was exhilarated! I'd finally found a lover as rough, and freaky as myself, and, on the plus side, he was mine!

Unfortunately, we only made love once, as we soon after broke up (he was one of the ones I cherished and actually waited to have sex with). But, thanks to a drunken confession from a friend about how I always talked about his massive penis, we're back together. Not solely because of his cock (though it did help) but because he truly is a wonderful, caring man... and a wonderful, caring lover. I rediscovered this a little over a week ago.

I meet him at his house... we talked a bit, but we both knew that we had done enough talking over the week (I had been away on a horrid vacation, and he kept me company through constant phone calls and texts... some rekindling our love, some making my dripping wet and begging for him to fill me) and we wanted to fuck. We raced upstairs to his room that I remembered oh so well. It smelled the same, almost like honey, but had obviously been done up for me, lights him, sexy red sheets and all. He kissed me, the same earth shattering kiss I remembered, and it was a wrapped. He pushed me unto the bed, our lips never loosing contact, and slipped his hand under my dress, rubbing my soaking wet pussy through my panties. It was amazing.

He stripped me, then himself, and dove between my legs, giving me the best oral sex I've EVER had. I almost cried. And then began the sexcapade. It was ongoing for an hour, then a twenty minute snuggle session, like before. I love our snuggling sessions because he's always so warm, and his limbs are so long they just encircle me and make go right to sleep... only to be awaken by his penis... BEST WAKE UP CALL EVER.

It lasted almost another hour before we took a nap, and then we cleaned up, dressed, and sat outside under the stars. It was lovely, except my vagina was still buzzing, in a good way. The ache between my thighs was a great reminder of our mind blowing sex...

Alas, this entire pose has depressed me, as my well endowed lover is out of the country for another three weeks. But his penis is so good, I'm waiting (or at least trying) for him to get back...

Mel

I'm Mel. These are my sexcapades.