Feeling greedy
If I tell you some of my needs, if any of it resonates, will you tell me yours?
It's hard to put into words, almost as soon as I start typing my brain is already rushing off and the fingers just can't keep up. So whatever I write here will in no way be exhaustive, Likely I will press publish and I will instantly think of a few more.
I'm sexual and sensual in nature, but i'm also at an age where I value my peace. Sometimes coming home from work and jjust having my own place behoof to no one can feel rewarding on its own. However I have been in a relationship where sex was on the menu multiple times a day. For a guy that can be a great ego boost, and as much as I don't care to cater to my ego in the day day to life, that can be intoxicating. Obviously though not everything in that relationship was perfect or we might still be together today, or i'd seek something similar today elsewhere.
So let's put into words what I am missing. If I can. I lot of its the simple stuff. I'm greedy for the flirtations. The knowing looks. The touching in public, that maybe no one notices, or maybe someone does and maybe doesn't approve. The not really caring what others think. I want that secret smile that says in that moment who is around to see it its just for me. The eye contact. That never gets old. I miss lips that I can touch, and taste. A neck I can smell, kiss, bite, or maybe later on hold in my hands.
Of course as guys we always miss boobs that we can cup in our hands, nipples that we can encourage to erection, and areolas that might respond to cold air or maybe no at all. I am very much an ass guy. Maybe obsessively so with the right partner. Maybe more surprisingly though I miss a back I can trail a finger up.
Of course I miss pussy. Knowing for that moment that intimate place is yours to play with, yours to enjoy, yours to discover its secret that's the ultimate. There is so many different ways that can play out, if you are feeling greedy and short on time you can use it. I miss early morning spooning, and a rushed encounter before work. I miss the more sensual moments, still greedy, but also needing to unlock the secrets of the body and the mind, watching the subtle clues being emitted when touching, rubbing, licking , sucking, edging all lead to different reactions. When I have that amount of time to explore, I miss the heavy breathing, the gasping, the goosebumps, the electric currents in the body causing momentary muscle spasms in legs or toes, eyes rolling back, begging, fingers in my hair, nails digging into skin. I miss the frustrations along the way and the excitement of the climax. I miss the rewards of knowing no matter what is going on in the world elsewhere in that moment at least it doesn't matter. The here and now. The sweaty, messy, sometimes noisy sex is all that is we both need. The outside world can come back when its done.
It's hard to put into words, almost as soon as I start typing my brain is already rushing off and the fingers just can't keep up. So whatever I write here will in no way be exhaustive, Likely I will press publish and I will instantly think of a few more.
I'm sexual and sensual in nature, but i'm also at an age where I value my peace. Sometimes coming home from work and jjust having my own place behoof to no one can feel rewarding on its own. However I have been in a relationship where sex was on the menu multiple times a day. For a guy that can be a great ego boost, and as much as I don't care to cater to my ego in the day day to life, that can be intoxicating. Obviously though not everything in that relationship was perfect or we might still be together today, or i'd seek something similar today elsewhere.
So let's put into words what I am missing. If I can. I lot of its the simple stuff. I'm greedy for the flirtations. The knowing looks. The touching in public, that maybe no one notices, or maybe someone does and maybe doesn't approve. The not really caring what others think. I want that secret smile that says in that moment who is around to see it its just for me. The eye contact. That never gets old. I miss lips that I can touch, and taste. A neck I can smell, kiss, bite, or maybe later on hold in my hands.
Of course as guys we always miss boobs that we can cup in our hands, nipples that we can encourage to erection, and areolas that might respond to cold air or maybe no at all. I am very much an ass guy. Maybe obsessively so with the right partner. Maybe more surprisingly though I miss a back I can trail a finger up.
Of course I miss pussy. Knowing for that moment that intimate place is yours to play with, yours to enjoy, yours to discover its secret that's the ultimate. There is so many different ways that can play out, if you are feeling greedy and short on time you can use it. I miss early morning spooning, and a rushed encounter before work. I miss the more sensual moments, still greedy, but also needing to unlock the secrets of the body and the mind, watching the subtle clues being emitted when touching, rubbing, licking , sucking, edging all lead to different reactions. When I have that amount of time to explore, I miss the heavy breathing, the gasping, the goosebumps, the electric currents in the body causing momentary muscle spasms in legs or toes, eyes rolling back, begging, fingers in my hair, nails digging into skin. I miss the frustrations along the way and the excitement of the climax. I miss the rewards of knowing no matter what is going on in the world elsewhere in that moment at least it doesn't matter. The here and now. The sweaty, messy, sometimes noisy sex is all that is we both need. The outside world can come back when its done.
8ヶ月前
