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Lee3475 said:I love it when shes on top. Your hands are free to wander all over her. My fav. is the ass...![]()
PrincessHoney said:a good post always makes me happy....
esp a good long hard post i can slide up and down!!
hee hee *in a naughty mood*

piano_girl said:Ok, here's another sex position question....When fucking, would you rather be on the top or the bottom? Does one turn you on more than the other? Why?
piano_girl said:Ok, here's another sex position question....When fucking, would you rather be on the top or the bottom? Does one turn you on more than the other? Why?
sheath said:God, am I ever in the mood to answer this question.
I want him on top. I absolutely love that. Because I can feel the power in his body and how he uses it. I can tell by the tension in his arms when I run my hands over them, in the trembling of his thighs when I wrap my legs around him, just how much he is holding back. I can feel that spiral of tension in him dissolve with every thrust. It's like feeling a dam give way under water, the way his body gives in before the rush of passion...the way he breathes into my ear, a little harsher every now and then, the way he groans when I rise up to meet him...it makes me feel so small, so alive, so TAKEN, knowing he can do anything he wants, I'm lying back and offering my body like a buffet of pleasures, and he can choose to make love to me so slowly I want to die melting, or he can thrust so hard I cannot breathe...but I can feel the choice in him, especially in his arms, the anticipation of what he might do...God, there is nothing like that moment when he feels my body tighten around him and he knows I'm right there on the edge, that feeling of power that runs through him so strongly that I can feel it as though I were reading his mind...and then the hesitation disappears and his muscles under my hands become like bands of steel as he pushes deeper, holds me tighter, his voice incoherent but who gives a fuck, what he says doesn't matter, it's just that he says it at all...then the dam breaks and he rides the swell of it with all the tension gone, knowing I can and will take anything he can give me...feeling so delightfully possessed by him, the strength of him so much more powerful than my own, but feeling safe in the midst of it...and just wrapping myself around him and letting him take me without asking how I want it. Just taking it. There is absolutely nothing else in the world like that feeling of being so vulnerable and so powerful all at once.
*sigh*
S.

sheath said:God, am I ever in the mood to answer this question.
I want him on top. I absolutely love that. Because I can feel the power in his body and how he uses it. I can tell by the tension in his arms when I run my hands over them, in the trembling of his thighs when I wrap my legs around him, just how much he is holding back. I can feel that spiral of tension in him dissolve with every thrust. It's like feeling a dam give way under water, the way his body gives in before the rush of passion...the way he breathes into my ear, a little harsher every now and then, the way he groans when I rise up to meet him...it makes me feel so small, so alive, so TAKEN, knowing he can do anything he wants, I'm lying back and offering my body like a buffet of pleasures, and he can choose to make love to me so slowly I want to die melting, or he can thrust so hard I cannot breathe...but I can feel the choice in him, especially in his arms, the anticipation of what he might do...God, there is nothing like that moment when he feels my body tighten around him and he knows I'm right there on the edge, that feeling of power that runs through him so strongly that I can feel it as though I were reading his mind...and then the hesitation disappears and his muscles under my hands become like bands of steel as he pushes deeper, holds me tighter, his voice incoherent but who gives a fuck, what he says doesn't matter, it's just that he says it at all...then the dam breaks and he rides the swell of it with all the tension gone, knowing I can and will take anything he can give me...feeling so delightfully possessed by him, the strength of him so much more powerful than my own, but feeling safe in the midst of it...and just wrapping myself around him and letting him take me without asking how I want it. Just taking it. There is absolutely nothing else in the world like that feeling of being so vulnerable and so powerful all at once.
*sigh*
S.

BlueSugar said:::slowly takes hand out of pants, looking around innocently:: heh
I like the power of it all, sheath took the words out of my mouth. And I feel that i'm not very good personally ontop to begin with. I like it, but I'm not comfortable up there most of the time.

PrincessHoney said:underneath.......... with my legs on his shoulders......... deep and hard....... mmmmmmmmmmm, hearing his balls slapping in tmy juices, banging against me.....
mmmmmmmmmm
*note to self - stop reading threads that get you horny*
CoyoteTales said:*quiet smile* The concept, y'mean? It's at the very top of my list of favorite situations to be in (right above 'during a summer thunderstorm'), but sadly, it's been years since the last time I got to do it. But... here's a mental snippet for you.
I remember... pausing for breath, listening to the harsh sounds of my lover's breathing, looking at her beneath me, heat radiating upwards from her body into mine, driving off the autumn chill. She opened her eyes to regard me.
"You stopped," she murmured.
"Mhmm," I agreed, and took her hand up to my mouth, kissing the fingertips and palm gently. I gave her another grind of my hips to keep her centered in the middle of the current plateau; she took an appreciative breath.
"What're you up to?"
"Just sharing a moment.... watch."
And I laced my fingers through hers, and lifted her hand and mine --
--until it intersected the moonbeam coming in through the half-open blinds.
I turned her hand over, so that we held a bit of silver light together. "That." I said.
"Oh." she said quietly, after a long moment of contemplation.
And I squeezed her hand firmly, and started moving again with a purpose....
-CoyoteTales
sheath said:For the compliments, silly.
S.


Teddybear1626 said:
Oh could i go for some great sex right now! lol![]()

CoyoteTales said:I must admit to a bit of a stray thought, now; 'are we trained to like being on top for men, or on the bottom for women, by the media exposure we have to sex?' Or is it because we're wired for the one or the other? Do we get the urge to experiment because we've heard about one position or another from someone else?
Indeed....
-CoyoteTales