How My Man Pleases Me

He gets me so wet before he even touches me!

This was something I’d never experienced before. I’d never really felt such attraction to someone, his energy drew me in from the very start. Some people just radiate sensuality and he was absolutely one of these people. He just didn’t know it yet. I was so excited to show him how good we could be together. Nothing would compare to the sex he and I had, that I knew for a fact that nothing would compare to he and I in the bedroom. We had so much chemistry. I couldn’t get over how drawn I felt to him. It took over my entire being, the limerence was so strong. How my man pleases me is a big factor when it comes to choosing a partner.

Falling in love with him was also something that came up very fast. I was never the type to fall in love at all, let alone quickly. But something about him felt like home. There was more to him than just his sexual energy, I could talk to him about anything. We could be silly and goofy together, we could comfortably sit in complete silence together. How my man pleases me goes far deeper than just the physical. You really don’t realize how rare that is until it happens to you, and you realize it’s something you’d never experienced before. My entire life I’d longed for a place I could never describe, never fully felt at home. I quickly realized that what I longed for wasn’t a place, it was a person. He was my home.

I never have to miss the way my man pleases me.

He’s there for me whenever I want it, honestly. Our emotional connection really dug into the physical side of our relationship. Every touch was completely intentional, and he knew my body even better than I did. In the bedroom he had me in a complete trance. Nothing felt real, it was like I was literally on cloud nine every time we made love. His touch was absolutely electric, it sent currents all throughout my trembling body. Every thrust sent me higher and higher, my man pleases me so well. I really couldn’t imagine giving myself to anyone else, I don’t want anyone else getting to know me the way he does. Truly don’t even think anyone could.

He really liked to talk me through sex which was another thing that drove me fucking wild. I’d never experienced such confidence it was so arousing. “Keep going” “be louder” “scream for me” – anything along those lines would send me into an absolute fucking spiral. It was one thing that I’d play over and over in my mind, the one thing I wouldn’t be able to get over. It was no wonder at all why this man had such a hold on me. Everything about him was pure seduction. His body called my name and I was surely at his beaconing call.

Nothing will ever compare to the way my man pleases me.

He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in and outside of the bedroom. I knew he was going to be mine from the moment I saw him, and of course I was his from that very moment too. He makes cum like no other man, and at the same time makes me feel loved how no one else in my life ever has. This man was the light of my life and the fire of my loins. I couldn’t get his cock off my mind. The way he pounded into me relentlessly nightly was something I looked forward to all the time. I thought of nothing else. At work, at home, in the shower, in the kitchen– no matter where I was his fat cock was on my mind.

I knew he’d be down to fuck me whenever and wherever I wanted it, too. Because he craved me the same way. As much as my man pleased me I did the exact same for him. My pussy was his kryptonite. The way my tight kitty gripped onto him had him in just as much of a choke hold. We both wanted each other at all times of the day, which made sex all around the house so much fucking fun. Sometimes he’d just shove me up against the wall and slam his cock into me, watch me scream his name and fuck me as hard as he could. How could I not crave his cock 24/7 when he knew exactly how to make me cum 10 times in a row? He and I were made for each other, maybe even more in the bedroom than in actual life.

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