The Sexiest Man in My Life

by newyork1
May 22 2009 at 10:09 PM

You and I were supposed to be strangers, both expecting nothing more than a tumble in bed for a night. No strings, no commitments, no love. But life is full of surprises. And on that memorable night, life surprised us when we found passionate love inextricably and inexplicably intertwined with raging lust.  

We met in a singles bar where people looking for love, or what passes for love in a one-night stand, converge. Amidst all the sexual energy, I can feel yours from across the bar. You with the soulfully sinful dark eyes and sinfully soulful lips that can make any woman, especially this woman, lose her mind from the first kiss.

And lose my mind I did! As soon as we entered our hotel room, you made love to me like no other man have. With your strong hands, you caressed the secret places in me that even I did not know existed. With your sensitive lips, you kissed every part of me that even I did not know can be kissed so thoroughly, so passionately. With your eyes, you loved every part of me even those that I felt were unlovable.  

And the best thing is that you made love to me while I was watching you make love to me! It was so erotic, so sexual, so passionate. When you stood before me in all your manly glory, with your shaft hard and erect, I was ready to be your woman.  

You slid into my inner recesses and branded me for life. You came in slow, savoring every moment when we are finally joined as one in the most primal of ways. You touched my very core.  

And when we cannot bear the pleasure and the pain any longer, you took me on a wild ride. We rode the wave of exquisite pleasure, rode and rode it till, at last, we found release in each other. All I can remember are the lights exploding in my eyes, of feelings of complete contentment as I floated back to earth, and yet of being hungry for more. More of your lovemaking, more of your manhood, more of you.  

You did not disappoint. Even when you were still buried deep inside of me, I can feel you going harder and stronger. Who am I to complain when it is what I want? And so, the pleasure begins again and again and again.  

It has been years since that first night and yet for every night that we have been together since then, you have never failed to make me feel desirable, lovely, womanly. Your woman, my sexy man - this is who we are and will always be - wrinkles, paunches, age spots, old age and mirrors that never lie be damned.

 




 

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