For being in my early forties (very early) I haven’t had a lot of lovers (boyfriends) this of course has been by choice. I can talk dirty all day long, but it takes a lot more than dirty talk to get and keep my motor running.
In my experience, if the guy is a good kisser, steamy foreplay and mind-blowing sex usually follow. I could spend hours just on foreplay. There are so many places and erotic ways to touch your partner, that hours could slip by unnoticed. Intimacy doesn’t necessarily have to end in sex. I love to take showers with my current boyfriend, the idea of standing naked under a hot stream of water, rubbing, touching, kissing, and sucking on each other is enough to make me never want to get out.
An added plus is the feel of his wet, naked, hard body swooning against mine. He’s a giver, when it comes to sex, and so am I, and as ridiculous as it sounds we’ve gotten into spats as to who did who first, last. Both of us wanting to be the giver, next. I usually win.
I’ve always liked oral sex (giving) I could spend hours teasing and taunting him, bringing him right to the edge, only to yank him back by changing my technique. If he would let me, I would do to him first thing every morning and again every night before bed. He won’t though (something to do with being his turn) I get off seeing his body react to what my mouth and tongue are doing to him. I think I’m worse than a guy when it comes to wanting sex, but then my idea of wanting sex means my wanting to drop to my knees in front of him.
We had the sex talk before we had sex and I don’t think he’s ever been in a relationship with a woman that likes giving him “oral stimulation” as much as I do. Being in choir in high school I was taught how to relax my throat, which for him means, no gag reflex. Ah, but I do love the way his body trembles, and the way he says “oh baby” right before he cums.
I could do it to him over and over, but we both have jobs and need to sleep sometime. Dj’s an amazing lover, and I get as good as I give, he’s the only man to be able to make me have a multiple orgasm (with his tongue) ever.
He’s got the art of kissing down pat, when he kisses me, it’s like he’s making love to my mouth. The first time he kissed me my knees almost buckled. Sounds kind of pathetic? Early forties and finally finding a great kisser? Didn’t surprise me, kissing is an art form that got lost in the first act long ago. Needless to say, with Dj, my cup of pleasure will always runneth over. I have a lot more notions up my sleeve, he’s yet to witness, lucky him. In my opinion, if you want to blow your man’s mind, lavish some late night and early morning loving on him a couple of days in a row. He’s may return the favor ten fold.
