1. Aural Sex


    Date: 7/12/2017, Categories: Masturbation, Author: Fritz2011, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    spare. I had had one girlfriend and a couple of lovers who had responded to me, but I didn’t go with them for all that long (life got in the way). Most women I knew, I wouldn’t have approached for a relationship with a million dollars in hand. There is nothing wrong with that. Too many stories (including some of my own) made sport of the uncaring male who cared little about the woman’s pleasure so long as he got his rocks off. The Loving Wives category is full of stories of women who find a caring man (or sometimes a caring woman) who makes them feel great. But they hardly ever talk about whether the guy is happier afterward. Sure, he’s gotten a nice rush out of the deal (literally and figuratively), and maybe he will have a great sex life with this woman because she has turned into a sex-lover who will take him again and again and always go over the top (nothing like a female orgasm to stroke the male ego). But what in heck do they do the rest of the time? There never seems to be an answer to that. We continued to converse via E-mail and over the phone for over a month. We discovered a lot of things about each other which are interesting to each of us. Every once in a while, or more often than that, I’d ask her about some aspect of her sex life. She asked me about mine less frequently, but she grew to know that I was very shy, that I had had two girlfriends, and that I had experimented with a few things. She talked about her preferences in lovemaking, which were ...
    surprisingly close to my own. She discovered that the reason I had never let a woman do all the work in giving me the pleasure was the circumstances I had found myself in while lovemaking, where I felt I “owed” the woman an orgasm for the privilege of making love to her. She didn’t mind that so much, but she thought I was shortchanging myself. She also told me some things about her sexual being that I thought didn’t exist in a woman. Then, on a Monday night in July, we started talking again. At first it was a normal conversation. But, about an hour into it, something happened. “I’m feeling naughty tonight,” she said. Oh? After a few moments for me to express my surprise and for her to get my permission to do her “stuff” – she did it. “I’d start off by kissing the sides of your neck,” she said. My eyebrows went up. I have often kissed a woman on the neck, but never have received it myself and consider myself hypersensitive in just about every part of my skin. That wasn’t going to matter. I don’t think I said much the next half hour. She said a lot. Here are some of the highlights. “Then I’m going to kiss my way down your chest. I’m going to make your nipples hard.” I think I protested feebly that I had a somewhat hairy chest, but she didn’t seem to mind. She was going to pay attention to my chest. She wasn’t going to allow me to do anything to her except maybe to stroke her hair. And moan. “I’m kissing my way down your stomach. My fingers are touching your sides and massaging them.” ...
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