Sex is an infinitely fascinating pursuit, in part because it can be so creative. No two encounters are exactly alike. Sometimes Nimue and I revel in the intimacy of a simple missionary fuck, alternately gazing into each other’s eyes and kissing until the hot flame of orgasm consumes our consciousness. Other times, we are energetic and motivated enough to rotate through a combination of positions until our carnal appetites are completely, if temporarily, sated.
Envision Nimue and I, our nude bodies tangled together atop the sheets, our faces fixed on each other, my stiffening cock in her soft hand. The question is so obvious neither of us has to ask it.
“Let’s try spooning,” I answer her. ”We haven’t done that this time, yet.”
Nimue smiles her assent, rolls off me and curls on her side in the fetal position, her top leg raised slightly. I wriggle behind her, take her ankle in my hand, raise her leg higher and slap my erection on her wet labia before pushing it in.
Sex involves interlocking bodies, Nimue likes to say, and few positions involve as much contact as this one. Nimue’s back undulates against my chest, and my legs are up against the one she’s resting on the mattress. She moans my name as I stuff my cock in her to the hilt, holding it there, grinding my pubic hair against her clitoris. We grunt like rutting animals, me pummeling my pelvis into her ass as I thrust.
Hearing Nimue gasp that she is about to cum, I lift her top leg high as I can and slam myself into her one last time, holding my length inside. She screams and squirts her wet warmth all over my midsection, her incredibly strong muscles eventually squeezing my cock out of her vagina to her delight and relief.
I release her leg and pull her body down the king-size bed. “We need to clean each other off,” I smile at her, getting up on all fours and swinging around to taste her joy. ”Oh, yes!” she replies enthusiastically until I lower my cock into her open, eager mouth.
For several indulgent minutes we enjoy our 69. Simultaneous oral-genital stimulation is a test of the mind. You need to be conscious enough to pleasure the cock or cunt in front of you, and yet relaxed enough to be aroused by the stroking and sucking you are getting from your partner. This time, achieving that sometimes elusive state of equilibrium is not a problem for Nimue or me. I happily lap her juices from her thighs before plunging my tongue into her, all the time luxuriating in the sensations of Nimue’s lips and tongue on the hard cock I am pumping down her throat.
In time I can no longer control my desire to fuck Nimue again, and I pull my member through her pursed lips, rotating once more to face her. Needily, she grasps my erection and slides it into her ever-ready cunt. Holding my body up by my forearms, I watch her thrash helplessly below me, whimpering as she hits peak after orgasmic peak. The sights, sounds and smells of her arousal combine with the strength of her contractions to push me near, to and finally over the climatic precipice, violently shooting my torrent of love deep into her.
Expertly, Nimue squeezes my softening cock, gifting me with that final pleasure of milking the last precious dollop of cum through my urethra and into her insatiable void. I collapse in delicious exhaustion, our sweat-bloomed skin sticking together as we confirm our love through warm, prolonged kisses, the aftershocks of her orgasms echoing up and down the diminishing staff she is still gripping tightly.
We end as we began, nude bodies tangled in the sheets, resting, warm, happy and lazily anticipating what combination of sexual pleasures we will come up with the next time.
sounds like a GORGEOUS time, doll! so happy for you!
I’m so terrible at male-female 69 it’s sad. Pre-orgasm I get lost in it and I have very sharp teeth so that is NOT ok. I can’t allow an orgasm in that position out of fear of hurting my partner! I often move away from sensation just to keep my concentration on what I am doing! Post-orgasm I’m too sensitive, and I just know it’s the worst BJ ever. I’m glad you two have it down, lol, what can’t the incredible edible Merlin and Nimue do?
It goes on and on, T.A.B., and the best part is that we’re not getting bored with or tired of each other–our lust and love becomes ever more all-consuming. As you will read!
“Incredible edible” . . . smiling . . . brings to mind a text message I sent Nimue at breakfast today.
The male-female 69 is a difficult act to pull off, Amalthea, which may be why few people seem to attempt it any more. Not only do the participants have to be able to concentrate on pleasing while relaxed enough to be pleasured, but also they need to remain conscious of their partners’ desires, particularly controlling use of the teeth during those delerious moments of orgasm.
I know from my reading (and from what women have told me) that some women possess a clitoris that is so sensitive as to be almost painful at times. I’m sure you’ve learned where you want to be on the continuum between pain and pleasure, and if a post-orgasm 69 puts you too far to the “pain” side of the spectrum there are many other activities that you could find pleasurable during that golden post-orgasmic glow, building perhaps to another peak a few minutes or hours down the road.
I don’t know what Nimue and I can’t do sexually, but if there is anything we’re eventually going to find it!