Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2005 05:25:43 -0800 (PST)
From: loran duhon <gandsduhon@yahoo.com>
Subject: MY PLEASURE - IS YOURS

As anticipation and excitement rises, so does my connector. It's firmness
matches my resolution - to follow through completely. To please - and to
BE pleased. Yet I have no rush to enter into those final stages, but
enjoy the anticipation. The eager expectation of what will soon
culminate.
Kissing, nibbling...rubbing smooth skin on smooth skin. What great joy to
taste the soul of my friend....to smell a thigh...or bite a muscle
normally unseen.
All the while, harder to I grow. With a hardness that not only please me,
but reminds me I have potential to make another feel good. At least in
these minutes, I have the power to pass on pleasure, and to do so is
nearly as joyful as to receive it...
Finally, when my mate begs for fulfillment, do I feel on the edge of
heightened anticipation..
The initial moments of searching for entry..are also so exciting.
The moment of finding the door, and - not so much pushing my way in - but
being SUCKED in so deeply, and warmly. That first plunge..like the first
dive into a cool pool on a sweltering day, or much the opposite, entry
into a delicious sauna after a frozen trek. It is incomparable.
At first, I just like go slowly, as far as I can go, but slowly, gently,
reaching as far back into the others soul as I can. Moaning fills my
ears, and I see on my partners face, eyes that cannot open, but also
cannot stay closed. I KNOW I am accomplishing what I wish. But at the
same time, the feelings on my body...Yes, IN my body, and ON it at the
same time, are nearly impossible to describe.
While in my goal, I also like continuing my touching, hugging, nibbling,
feeling....it pulls my other closer to me, and me deeper into the sauna.
Once I have made deepest contact, and my partner is ecstasized, the joy
of massaging that position, by coming back out - almost - and going back
in. The repetition - the sway of our bodies never losing connection, but
ALMOST...and my attempts to - with each insertion of myself - to reach
that deepest spot as many times as I can.
After tapping that deep spot, I love to pull back, and let the rim of my
firmness, ripple on the rim of my mate..and rub my rib, on their
rib...just slowly massaging that spot, until I can no longer control what
my body is doing. Before my own soul chooses to crescend to unbelievable
heights, I re-enter as deeply as I can, so that my first pulsations of
excitement, are felt deep within.
When my timing is right - and I've made it a practice to do so almost
without miss - our explosions and twitches are simultaneous, within and
without. The moans are now muffled screams, which heighten my own
pleasures.
It is only at this point where I allow myself to lose gentle control, and
become as much as I can a firm muscle, from head to toe. With my muscle,
I press forward, crunching, repeating - all the while still causing my
mate pleasure. It is still during this time my pleasure is productive,
exchanging itself from me to another. My juicy productions ease our
connection - they lubricate our joy to an unbelievable degree.
With hearts still racing and the joys still fresh in our bodies, we
slowly drift down from the peaks of pleasure. Yet, we cannot release body
from body. We kiss passionately. We hold and hug - wanting to repeat this
as soon as we can.