Am I the Only One?

	Username: flashdunce
	Date: 27-Apr-2013 06:05:49
	Mood: horny
	Music: Best of Bread

It seems like all the talk on this formu, and many others is purely about sex.  Well, I like (love) sex as much as the next guy, and a lot more than most!  But  to me there is a lot more than sucking and fucking.  I'm not saying sucking and fucking is bad, it'n not.  A friend of mine use to say "there's no such thing as bad sex.  There's good, and better - but no bad!"  But to me there's so much more!  A high school teacher I know told his class one day "What's so great about having a baby?  All animals have sex, and reproduce their kind - so what's so great about being successful enough at sex to have a child?"

I know that there are  some who don't want their wives to kiss, or exhibit any sort of PDA.    I want my wife to be involved with her men.  I want there to be something more than sticking a st range penis in a strange vagina, and pump until you cum, or best-case scenario, till you both cum.  Yeah, some peni are bigger, smaller, fatter, skinnier, cut, uncut, shoot gobs, dribble, all kinds of variations.  Bottom line, it's still a penis.  Same with vaginas - all different sizes, shapes, depths, tight, lose, big clit, small clit, hooded, front & center, hairy, bare, whatever.  It turns me on to see her kiss.  that's just for starters.

Actually it begins with pillow talk:  "Darling, you know that guy at work I told you about - Yeah, the one I thought was coming on to me?  Well, he is definitely coming on to me:  "Oh yeah?  What makes you say that?"  And so night after night I am aroused by her tellingme all the sexy little things that go on.  It leads to him taling her to a drive-in for a coke after work.  As their talking in the care, he reaches over and runs his hands over her breasts. and she responds by reaching between hid lake to get an idea of what his cock is like.  It seemed like monts of pillow talk like this leading to the wildest  sex ever as we imagined what the new lover would be like.  Every night as we're fucking like rabbits she looks at me and says "Do you  really want me to do it?,  Finally the day comes when she comes home from work and says it's on for Saturday.  We forget dinner and go to be, where she tells me all the details while we have our fist session of the evening.

I love the thrill of the chase, the seduction, tentative will it or won't it.  I almost cum when I see that first tentative touch of her breast, his lips moving down to her neck, hearing her breathing change as she begins to respond.  Her first black man was a first in so many ways.  Black and white blending in a kiss.  Then, when he had carefully, gently, opened her blouse and I saw his black hands on her white breast, encircling her pink pouty nipples.  His black face on her milk-white breast .  Her t aking off his shirt, and her porcelain-like hands exploring his nipples, moving over his taught 6-pack.  Moving on, he stood and removed his pants and boxers, and then her arms reached around him, and his arms engulfed her.  That sight of black and white blending, and the kiss!  The kiss was the first act of sharing body fluids, and a part of each of them entering the other.  In a way it was like his tongue was fucking her mouth the same as was bo be repeated later with his tongue in her pussy, and later his beautiful uncut cock entering her for the first time.

This has been the process we have followed for all of her lovers.  She has never come home and said BTW, honey, I fucked John after work today.  Very average cock, and it was ok - but nothing to write home about.

To me that would be a total letdown.  Just  can't imagine it!  Am I the only one who gets so turned on by the time of discovery?  To cliche, "Getting there is half the fun".  Please let me know if I am, and I'll shut up and not write any more.