Posted by Jack Wilder | 8:08 PM

The Way It Should Be -

You wake up one Saturday morning with the sun casting a golden glow around the curtains. You can feel the heat from each other’s bodies under the covers and you start thinking of the softness of their skin, the scent of their hair and how they squirm so nicely when you run one finger gently down their bare back.

You curl up together and become part of the real world. He is behind her with his hand gently cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples. He pulls back to gently run a fingertip slowly up and down her back. She squirms in appreciation and the beginnings of sexual excitement. He moves back close, running his hand through her hair and moving up on the pillow.

He draws circles around her nipples without quite touching them. His lips find that certain spot on her neck. She giggles and squirms again. Her hand moves back to his thigh to encourage him, but he has no intent of hurrying.

As he continues to nuzzle her neck, one hand gives her nipples a gentle squeeze every once in a while as the other hand touches the outside of her thigh. He takes his time slowly zigzagging up to her hip. She alternates between sighs and gasps as his now maddening fingers do their work.

Just as she is sure that the fingers will find their way up her hip and on to her secret spot, they continue past it, circling down behind her to start drawing soft circles on her bottom. She gasps again in sweet frustration. The tweaking of her nipples has become more intense and she feels his kisses become more passionate on that wonderful spot where her neck meets her shoulders.

Her bottom squirms more urgently against him and she can feel his hardness against her. So close, but so far away.

His kisses have become tiny nips along the back of her shoulders. She arches her back. The stimulation of her nipples has become rhythmic and his other hand is finally making its way over her hip and down her panty line. Her squirmings are becoming more urgent as his fingertips move just above where she wants them the most. Her world has transformed into one where nothing exists except his lips, her breasts, the feeling of him behind her and that one hand that will not go quite where it is needed.

He slowly moves his hand further down and, with her legs parted, finds a wonderful world of soft wetness. He lets his fingers move around her clitoris to gently open her folds and feel the moisture within them. As her breathing becomes ragged, he moves up to gently caress her firm, throbbing clitoris.

An electric shock goes through her. The kisses, her breasts, his hardness, the tension, and now her clitoris are too much to take. She curls forward and shutters as she has the first earth-shattering climax of the day. Her AHHHH’s…and moans are music to his ears.

He holds her as she slows down a bit, but now she is hungry. She turns to face him and brings his face to hers. She devours his tongue and reaches down to find the source of her desire.

They go on to make love for over the next hour using the bed and the chair in the corner. The kitchen counter is out of the question because the house is too cold, but it does not matter. They have over 30 favorite positions to choose from and most can be done here in the bedroom.

They move from one position to another, excited about the different feelings that each one brings.

It is like a well-written play that they write as they go. After the explosive opening, there is the position where she holds him close and climaxes for the second time as he enters her. She feels the full feeling as he kisses her deeply and she moves against him.

There is the next act where he goes down on her or they move to a spooning position. He is slowing down while she heats back up – for the third time?

Next, she stands on the floor and bends forward to lay down on the bed while he stands and enters from behind. As the mattress pushes up against her pelvis, it pushes her G-spot against him each time he thrusts. The primitive feeling of being pinned to the bed as he gently drags his fingers down her back and pushes into her are nearly too much. The fourth time she feels his testicles caress her clitoris are way too much and she shutters again. Was that the third or fourth time? She has trouble remembering and it matters less and less.

Since he is changing positions, it is easier for him to maintain control. He gets softer and harder as the positions change and he can choose ones that let him keep going.

They move to the chair. He sits while she straddles and mounts him. He is deep inside, which limits his stimulation and she is doing the work this time. She gets to hold onto his broad shoulders and look deep into his eyes as she moves her hips in her favorite figure eight pattern. His hands are on her breasts as she moves him around inside to find her g-spot and tantalize herself.

Every once in a while, she brings herself down hard on him. She feels him fill her completely while her clitoris grinds against the root of his manhood. She will never tell him, but the feeling of his testicles against her bottom is delicious.

His hands leave her nipples to run along her back and cup her bottom. She misses the warmth of his hands on her breasts, but the tingling of her backside is driving her through the roof. She wonders what it would be like if he had four hands…

His hands return to gently squeeze her nipples just as she is moving again to take him fully. As she looks up, he is looking deeply into her eyes and smiling. It is too much and she goes over the edge again. She does not remember how many times and no longer cares – she feels like she is flying.

After her breathing slows a bit, they return to the bed. She is tired, so he has her lay on her side. He moves her top leg forward, straddles the bottom leg and enters to a wonderful sigh from her. He remains nearly motionless as he lets his fingers run over her body. Their bodies rest while their minds continue to experience the wonderful feelings of making love.

She gasps in surprise as he reaches back to massage her foot and draw circles around her ankles and toes. The other hand is exploring her exposed back. He finds that secret sensitive spot between her shoulder blades. The first hand is now making its way up her calf and she knows that he is headed for that sensitive area over her knee while the other draws designs on her bottom cheek.

The sensations are sensual, more than lustful. What keeps her squirming is his hardness inside her. He is not at full staff, but at this point thickness matters more than length and he is at just the right depth to touch her g-spot.

He holds still for a while and just as she is concentrating on those treacherous fingers between her shoulders, he flexes inside her. The unexpected sensation is greater since she was concentrating somewhere else. She cannot quite get her clitoris the attention that it needs, so the sweet torture goes on. Mmmm…

In the final act, he moves her into the missionary position. There is still nothing like the closeness and intimacy of this one. As she rolls to her back, she is anticipating the contact that her poor clitoris has been missing, but he teases by entering her just a bit.

It gets worse/better as he uses his Kegel flexing to move against and stimulate her g-spot. As good as it feels, she knows that he knows that she cannot come without some contact with her neglected clitoris and he is holding out as her tension builds again.

She suddenly remembers her secret weapon. She wraps her legs around his waist, digs her heels into his rear end and pushes him home! YYYEEESSS!

Now he is thrusting hard to build to his own climax. He has regained his full length and is more extended than he has been since they started. He feels her climaxing for the sixth or seventh time today (its hard to remember since some of them ran together) and he comes right after she does.

They hold each other close for a few minutes as they return to reality. She runs her hands up and down his damp back, getting a quick feel of his rear while he nibbles her ear and tells her how much he loves her.

Afterward, he sits up between her legs and starts rubbing her feet. It feels heavenly as her toes have been curled for so long. He tells her how good she looks and she tells him how good he feels.

Stay tuned for information on how all of your lovemaking can be a great as this - or greater!

Here's to more passion in your bedroom amd more passion in your life.

Jack Wilder