Slow love

After a week away from my boyfriend I was seriously horny; a week is a long time to be without him and without sex. As soon as I saw him the fire inside re-ignited, I wanted to forgo tea and everything else that stood in the way and take him straight to bed; I was gagging for it. We didn't but I was willing time on until we did. Once we got there I thought we'd go at it like rabid dogs, I certainly wanted to but we didn't..........

My boyfriend took the lead, dictating the pace and slowing it to a crawl; taking his time, being very deliberate and very precise. We spent the longest time ever just kissing, snogging, touching and holding each other real close; building up and up and up. It was electric, the air was heavily charged and I can't recall a time that I've been hornier nor wanted sex so much; I thought I would burst into the flames.

The sex followed the same pattern as the foreplay - so slow, so sensual and so erotic. It was nothing like I had envisaged and it was all the better for it; it was better than anything I could ever envisage. I was helpless, paralysed with pleasure and at the total and utter mercy of my boyfriend; he took good care of me, I was in safe hands, I adore him xoxoxoxoxoxox.

Prince - Slow Love & Adore (Dortmund 88)
by glamslam