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Apr 5th, 2004 8:34:34 am EST
He made me Cry....

Yesterday was reserved for play. We had a very busy Saturday and I fell into bed way earlier than I should have and left my DH to his own devices. Yesterday when I woke up, I knew we had to spend a good part of the day in play, because we were both missing that time together.

After a tough workout, I fell into a hot bath and then invited him up into the bedroom. I warned him in advance that I was feeling very needy, so needy that I didn’t even know what I wanted first. Decisions, decisions, decisions….

I was definitely in the mood for some tender loving, a lot of skin touching skin. It had been a rough week, and aside from the wake-up call I gave him, nature had put a damper on our sex life.

We crawled into bed and I decided that I wanted him to crawl up on top of me and just give me a long, slow fucking. I craved his skin and the feeling of closeness I get when he is sliding in and out of me. As he climbed up, I started to change my mind and asked if he wanted to slide up further and let me have my way with his cock before we started. But instead of sliding up to my face, he slid his head down between my legs.

Now what happened next was all a blur. I can’t even describe what he was doing, because I have no idea. But it was all very soft, and somehow the softness of it made me super, super sensitive. Each lick, each touch he gave me sent rolling waves of pleasure through my body. It went on forever and I think my eyes must have been rolling back in my head because I was in total ecstasy. I don’t know what he did, but it was amazing. I got to some point where I just wanted to cum. I remember telling him that and him telling me we still had a couple of hours to go. I was having none of that. So he intensified what he was doing and it just rolled up on me by surprise. But what a surprise. Waves and waves and waves washed over me. It was so intense that all of a sudden I was bawling like a baby – huge sobs. I don’t even think I remembered where I was at that point. He must have been wondering what the heck? I don’t even know where it came from – it was just so intense that the tears came pouring out.

He was so tender with me. When I pulled him on to me, we slowly fucked and I held on for dear life. I have never had his skin feel so good up against my body. I wanted to crawl inside his body. Afterwards, we lay there wrapped in each other’s arms. We dozed, we snuggled. I was in such a different headspace. I was the most relaxed I remember being in quite some time.

He was such a sweetheart – he made us dinner as I lay on the couch and just reveled in the headspace I was in. He brought me dinner, made me a coffee and snuggled me up as we watched a movie.

Later, I asked him if he wanted to watch another movie or crawl back into bed. As I thought he would say, he chose bed….I finally got to lick and suck on the object of my affection. We lay side-by-side and slowly fucked again. After we had spent ourselves, we lay for a long time with him still deep inside of me, just relaxing and enjoying the closeness.

I love hot, nasty sex, but sometimes that tender, loving stuff is just what the doctor ordered!

(2) Comments

girl- April 06th, 2004
Perfect. The Mr and I were enjoying this today and I have to say making love on another level connects us and keeps us strong. To have it is higher then the nasty hot sex, and even if not more enjoyable..

trishymouse- June 10th, 2004
MUCH prefered to me is the tender, intense sex. I have such intense orgasms, it's transcendent. Crying uncontrollably, such peace after, INCREDIBLE feelings of love for your partner...