Submitted by T. Wika
Call me old fashioned, but the greatest kiss for me has been with a man who is somewhat unattainable, whose voice makes me wet, and whom I have known since college. In college he began confiding in me that he has always felt the need to be naked with me. So we began experimenting with talking in the nude. What was particularly arousing was that he was stripping himself of all superficiality and artificiality. He was willing to render himself completely vulnerable with me and let me know him unlike anyone else.
He always wants to take off his clothes around me and to touch me. He rewards me for dressing alluringly to please him. He tells me that no matter what we talk about he gets an erection and suffers trying to keep his hands off me.
Once while out of town on business, he called to tell me he could not concentrate on business until he called me. He was calling me from the shadows of a tree, where he stood in the front yard at his host's home, his hand stroking his hard cock as we talked.
He calls constantly for phone sex and surprises me by voicing his desires in explicit detail in the least likely places.
He brings me with him into his fantasy life because our making love is his fantasy.
When this man kisses me, he slides his tongue deep into my throat, while sliding my hand down over the bulge in his pants.
His kiss is passionate, intense, and his way of letting me know how much he longs to be inside of me.
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