Asian_Flower
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The moment just before my husband cums I can feel his cock swell inside me. The pulsing of his cock as cums feels incredible.
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Almost forgot....interlacing my fingers behind his bald head while he eats me and the feel of his beard against my thighs and pussy. An in shape bald man with a nicely trimmed beard is one of my turn ons. Fortunately I am married to one![]()


The change in the quality of his moans when he's about to orgasm.
The moment before body contact.
Might sound strange, but a woman's "hands" turn me on a lot. When a woman has those nice manicured french tips. And she has nice slender perfectly manicured hands. I just want her to put her hands around my cock and on my chest during sex. So feminine and sexy.
Whenever I have trouble writing a story, I often try to imagine the tiny details about sex that I appreciate, such as the way my wife blushes when I give her oral or how only her big toe curls when she orgasms and then try to incorporate them into the story.
What are some of you guy's favorite small details that turn you on during sex?
The slow slide of the first entry of his cock, until he's buried deep and I start to quiver from the intensity of the feeling
Definitely the throb of his cock inside me as he's trying not to cum yet, knowing he wants it to last longer but he's so turned on that he's on the edge
Oh yes!!!! Then the pulsing of his cock as he fills me with his load!!! I love making men cum.
I think that most of the time we don't like condoms, but I do remember a hot moment that has stuck with me for years.
I was in a private outdoor location on a warm spring day with my girlfriend lying naked on a towel. What started with me offering to trim her pubic hair ended with her orgasming hard on three of my fingers. When her panting ceased, I went looking for a nearby condom so that I could take my turn, so to speak. As I was looking for it, she automatically rolled over onto her stomach and raised her hips like a cat, without asking. Something about this unspoken communication really turned me on.
She was thin and athletic. As such, her ass was small and toned, but also well-rounded. From between the two smooth, white halves flashed the red lips of her rather large vagina. She was swollen and sopping wet from what I had just done to her with my hand.
The condom I had was an “old-school” unlubricated Trojan in the red wrapper. The kind I had used since I lost my virginity. My dick is above average in size and had been fully erect for some time. I remember looking down at it swaying between my legs like the wrinkled red neck of a hungry vulture. The condom, by contrast, was smooth and white. I placed the little calamari-like ring on my swollen tip and started rolling it down toward my groin. As I did, my fleshy red organ turned into a smooth, white rod. It was surreal to see that heavy rubber rod projecting from my groin.
I knelt behind her feeling somewhat detached as I placed the tip of it against the splayed lips of her opening and spreading her small buttocks apart with my two hands. The condom was totally powder dry on the outside and thick enough that you could just make out the darkness of my flesh beneath. Normally it would be too dry to penetrate with, but she was so sopping wet (even her nearby pubic hair was slick with mucous) that I just pressed the tip against her until it went in a couple inches, then pulled back again. I slowly dipped it deeper and deeper into her body while she braced herself on her elbows, ass in the air, not making a sound. The overwhelming sound were the birds in the nearby woods that I scanned with my eyes over the foreground of her arched and naked back, while working “it” in. Finally my groin pressed against her buttocks and we experienced that first moment of full, sliding intercourse. When I withdrew again, the condom had become semi-transparent with her wetness, turning it into a part flesh, part rubber instrument.
The fucking that followed after that was carnal and indulgent. I still felt partly detached because of the insulation of the condom. I couldn’t full feel the warmth and texture of her insides, but I could also enjoy the shape and arch of her naked body contrasted to the dark green of our surroundings. Not to mention the view of her little pink anus exposed in broad daylight and my rubberized organ stretching her sex below it into a wide O-shape. These images combined with the muted sensation of pushing in and out of her body and eventually sparked the tickle in my balls that filled the condom with come. Since then I have developed an appreciation for what condoms can bring to sex.
The anticipation of his entry after oral sex. Knowing his dick is about to replace his tongue.

Non sexual but arousing (makes sence in my head): a certain walk, a soft gentle touch, resting head on me, the shape of he4 eyes when she is in a good mood.
Sexually: when the pussy pulsates while orgasming, the moment of moaning stops and hips buck just at the moment before her orgasm, when I pull out - she grabs my cock and helps me finish orgasm and cumming, kissing.