This erotic story is about looking at things from a man and woman's perspective. Often, we fall into the trap of thinking about what we want and forget what may be important to our partners. Some of this story may not be what you expected, it might go against what you believe in, but continue reading. The story will take you in another direction. When you think you've figured it out – you didn't! Please take the time to share your thoughts. Thanks!
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It was late Saturday afternoon and I finally finished the proposal for Monday morning's meeting. It's was time to relax and enjoy what was left of the weekend. I went into the kitchen, poured myself some Hennessey and then headed for the shower. I turned the water on, undressed and stepped into the shower. The jets of warm water ran down my body and I closed my eyes.
The warm water relaxed me when again; Sonia's smiling face came to mind. I haven't seen or heard from her in over five years, but still think about her often. Our time together was amazing, even though it lasted less than four weeks. She was the type of woman most men only dream about, very few are lucky to meet and even fewer have the good fortune to sleep with.
She had the most beautiful eyes, a great body and absolutely loved to have sex. Some people just go through the motions, but Sonia loved everything about it. It showed in the way she moved, dressed and even looked at you. It wasn't a game – it was a way of life for her. She was a master of seduction – even in it's simplest form. It all made sense after she left. I believe the reason she was so sensual was to keep me excited and therefore have control of me. There wasn't anything that I wouldn't do for her.
It wasn't that she was selfish – she was far from it. She gave just as much as she received and there was pleasure in everything she did. It is hard to explain, but she enjoyed being Sonia and proved it every day. Her eyes were always filled with infatuation, each kiss was warm and full of passion, and every touch had meaning – a purpose. She was the type of woman every man wants, but rarely finds.
We would lie in bed and talk about what we wanted from life – what made us happy – even what we didn't like. Before long we were touching, holding and kissing each other passionately. A couple of times she had me lie on my back and she would climb on top and slide down onto me. I then grabbed her breasts and squeezed them, slightly pinched her nipples, kissed licked and then sucked on her breast. After a few minutes, she would lean down, kiss me and her breasts would press against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and then gently, but firmly ran my hands down her back to her ass. Her skin was warm and smooth. We would hold, touch, kiss and look into each other's eyes as we appreciated each other. Isn't that what a woman wants?
She would tighten and loosen her pussy and her vagina walls fluttered and massaged my cock. We barely moved, but the pleasure between my legs grew each moment until I had an intense orgasm. I held her tight as I felt cum leave my balls, shoot up my shaft and out with intensity. She then gently grinded her clit against me and within a few of minutes climaxed. She moaned, trembled and I felt our juices flow out of her, down my ball sack and onto the bed. She smiled as I kissed and said that being that wet was a sure sign of success.
I loved her amazing ways! Being around her was unbelievably addicting and she knew it. She knew how to pleasure and what it took to keep me happy – wanting her.
