August 14th, 2009 by Sydney
I awoke this morning with a sensation of extreme need. Today wasn’t much different from other days I’ve had in my past but it made me wonder and think back on all my sexual escapades. Some mornings it’s simply the groggy shuffle toward the coffee pot but today I lay in bed for a little while longer.
I considered my past lovers and remembered what it was like to be with them. Some honestly were vague memories. I suppose because they are people I don’t wish to remember but there were others that were so intense I couldn’t help but remember. A mere look from them would send a shiver down my spine and immediately get my pussy wet. I loved feeling their hands on me. Of all of them, Tony is one who always brings a smile to my face. We had a good relationship and our sexual one was even better.
He had a 8 inch cock and for the lack of a better description, it was amazing. I swear I could feel my pussy start to quiver before he even got started. I would be so wet for him and while he might tease me with his fingers stroking over my cunt, all I could do was pray he would go down on me and give me my first orgasm orally. He knew how to make me cum and not just once. He would brace himself between my widely spread legs, keeping them stretched while he teased. His cock often tapping against my clit while he played with my severly sensitive nipples. He often would hand stroke me into orgasm and while my thighs shook with the intensity, he would then thrust into me ragingly hard and hold perfectly still.
As my orgasm started to slow, he would start fucking me and keep me just on the edge. Not letting me come completely down from that erotic high. Tony loved watching me as he started to get more intense in his thrusts, fast and rougher. He loved to bite. Not hard but enough to make me feel his own needs. This would go on for awhile and through a couple of my own orgasms which only seemed to make him wilder.
I loved being with him. Feeling his kisses down my back and over my ass. I loved his hands, fingers and lips. He always made me cum so hard. Once we were finished and he exploded into me, we would lay there for a bit cuddling. This morning I thought about him and wondered what made my orgasms with him so much better then. Was it the man himself? Was it just my own sexual needs, his touch, or the way he manipulated it all. Doesn’t really matter I suppose but I do know it was very hot.
So today while I lay there thinking back, I could feel myself getting so wet and needed to touch. I got out my favorite toy and thought about all my turn ons and where they came from. I thought about him mostly today and got off so hard.
You are lucky. When wake like this, my phone sex calls are all the hotter. Everyone wakes up feeling urges to one extreme or another. This morning is a great one. The first thing I had to do was come and share my thoughts. I have to say that being at The Phone Sex Bar over the past few months has really made the sexual fun better.
Sydney
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