As I close my eyes, I can only envision the art of good morning loving. There’s nothing in this world more orgasmic than waking up beside the man I call my best and greatest friend, my lover like no other, my confidant, my companion … the mate to my soul. He’s my other half, because together we are better and apart we are stronger.
The art of good morning loving requires only two … two beings enriched with unrestricted love. Don’t get up now; just allow your bodies to connect. Your bare back is facing his unclothed body. The touch of his soft lips on your neck sends a strong electric current through your spine. His hands gently take a few first class trips to every known curve and crevice. Your facial expressions and body movements convey a lustful tale … your sexual breath and dramatized moan turns him on. He turns you around and looks deep into your soul causing your pupils to dilate. He interlocks his left hand with your right hand (it’s now against the pillow) … you decide to gently grab his hair with your free hand. He continues to look into your eyes as he travels down the center of your body with his slithery serpent (his tongue). Your heart pounds as he licks and sucks on your delicate and sensitive breasts, hips, and thighs. He reaches the motherland … the core of pleasure. He erotically massages your “lady tongue” with his serpent. You try to push him away, but his force is too mighty. He adores your moans and your groans … he stops. He slowly climbs on top of your trembling body. He kisses your lips … you welcome his tongue into your mouth (you taste your sweet nectar … your tantalizing juices). You close your eyes and utter a prayer to God, “Thank you Father for this man … he’s the man of my every want, my every need, and my every desire … Amen.”
He eases into your “majestic jewel” … your warmth causes convulsions (he loses self-control). He goes deeper … you both moan in unison. You feel drops of his sweat land on your protruding nipples. He goes deeper … you hear the echo of your moan. He goes even deeper … he wants to free his flow, but refuses to. He sucks on your ear lobe and whispers into your ear, “I want you to cum with me.” This shit turns you on … he finally unchains your inner orgasmic beast.
Bzzzzzzz! Damn! The 6:00am alarm (you set) squeals on your iPhone. You were almost there. To Be Continued …
When I awake from this daydream, I can only hope the universe releases this man, this powerful being into my reality. There’s nothing in this world more beguiling than good morning loving. You giving all of you … he’s giving all of him.