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The Sensuous Alphabet

3/26/2004

THE SENSUOUS ALPHABET
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"Very personal reflections about sensuality and
sexuality"
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A is for a woman's ASS. So soft and supple to the touch.
Forbidden (for some), yet powerfully inviting;
tantalizingly beautiful to me. Oh, to kiss a woman's
lovely ass cheeks; softly, tenderly, lovingly. To caress

their heavenly smoothness and exquisite curves. To bury
my face in between them and be smothered by
them. To massage and rub them all over with baby oil. Having
a woman command me to make love to her
ass is pure heaven; to caress her softness over and over;
to lick her anus until she comes again and again is
divine pleasure. It is incredibly stimulating for the
woman to ask (or command!) me to make love to her
derriere. How often I have dreamt of a lovely woman's
round bottom poised directly over my face, knowing
that in just a few seconds, I will be smothered full force
by her gorgeous ass and commanded to reach as far
into her as I can with my willing and eager tongue. After
making sweet love to her bottom, resting my head
on her beautiful ass cheeks while caressing them over and
over, I then drift off into a very blissful sleep.
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B is for a woman's BREASTS. Those lovely, shapely mounds
of femininity; so curvy; so delicious; so soft
and warm. To feel them against my face is to feel loved and
desired. Caressing a woman's breasts so lightly
as to barely touch her, yet sending passionate sensations
throughout her body. Watch her breasts rise and
fall as she breathes. I tenderly cup one breast in my hand;
kneading it gently; feeling her nipple stiffen to
rock hardness, begging for my lips and tongue. I gaze upon
the other breast, just an inch from my face. My
lips softly caress the fantastic feminine form as I occasionally
nip at her flesh, sending spasms of pleasure
through her. I press my face deep into her bosom, drinking
in the intoxicating scent of her perfume. I take
one nipple between my lips, softly, and slowly pull from
side to side while flicking my tongue hard against it.
It is supreme gratification to have a woman grab me by the
back of my head and forcibly pull my head
against her breasts; imploring me to make love to them for
hours.
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C is for CONFIDENT. A woman who is confident about herself
and her sexuality; her sensuality. She
knows she is sexy; she feels sexy; she does not need nor desire
to flaunt it. She radiates confidence in the
bedroom; sometimes by taking firm control; dictating
and commanding her desires to me, without appearing
to be overbearing, cruel, or humiliating. Sometimes her
confidence allows her to switch roles to that of the
subservient submissive; frantic to obey; desperate to
please; pleading to be restrained and spanked; to be
clawed at and handled roughly, yet, at the same time, lovingly
and with great care and respect. These are
not at all mutually exclusive. A woman who is confident
wearing tight jeans, or an evening dress; with and
without panties; who always knows what she wants and knows
how to get it, without resorting to game-
playing or false emotions.
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D is for DESIRE. The desire to be close to a lovely woman;
to touch and caress; to kiss and lick; to feel
and massage; to smell and taste. My desire is 1% concerned
with my own orgasm and 99% concerned with
the woman's pleasure and gratification. To satisfy
a woman physically and mentally is my greatest pleasure;

especially a woman who is responsive and has a strong desire
herself. A desirous woman is like a narcotic of
pleasure. I fall asleep thinking intensely about such
a woman; a woman who needs and wants my skin
against hers; who craves my lips and tongue against every
inch of her lovely, writhing body; who can't get
enough of kissing, touching, caressing and endless amounts
of TLC.
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E is for a woman's expressive EYES and her EROTIC nature.
The body may be curvaceous, smooth, and
soft; the face may be comely; the hair may be luxurious;
but a woman's eyes can either enhance or detract
from all her other fine attributes. The body may be saying
something like: "you are permitted to touch me".

However, the eyes may be reflecting either "Oh God...touch
me now or I'll explode...I want you so much!!",

or, "I'm going to give you a mercy fuck and then
you better go home." An erotic woman is essential
to
ultimate sex and love; she knows just how and when to be kinky,
naughty, aggressive, playful, submissive,
dominant, or all of the above. She's always interested
in sensuality; not necessarily sex per se. It could take

the form of sexy and highly stimulating conversation,
or reading Penthouse together, or lying in bed
together, naked, desperate for each other's touch;
not allowing any contact except, perhaps, the lips and
face
to touch; or slowly eating ice cream out of her lovely pussy,
or whipped cream from her beautiful bottom; or
gently restraining and blindfolding her, then pleasuring
her to the point of near exhaustion.
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F is for FEMININITY. Those special qualities which define
the ideal woman. The way she looks at you
and not through you; flirtatious yet not appearing to flirt;
the way she walks, which keep my eyes glued to
the curves of her womanly hips, thighs, and legs. Her fingernails,
long and painted; her eyelashes, not too
long although natural; her perfume, not overpowering
and mixed with her own natural womanly scents. Her
lips; slightly pouty and parted. The way she touches herself,
without an air of self-consciousness. The way
she expresses her assertiveness, without appearing to
be aggressive. The way she can become aggressive
and domineering, or reticent and submissive, as she deems
appropriate, in a sexual situation. The way she
enjoys sports, debating current events, stuffed teddy
bears, and Barbie dolls. The way she is with children;
loving and motherly. The way she crosses her legs when sitting;
or uncrosses them when she wants some
special attention paid to her! The way she sighs and moans
softly with delight when receiving pleasure. The
way she laughs, or cries - not too intense or loud in either
case. A feminine woman loves lingerie; the way it
looks on her body and touches her skin. She loves fashion,
but is equally comfortable in jeans and a
sweatshirt as she is in an evening gown (she prefers the
former.) She is never conceited, nor condescending.
She is emotional and sensitive, but not overly so. She may
lose her cool, but knows how to regain it quickly
and then loves to make up with her man in a most frantic and
pleasurable manner.
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G is for G-SPOT. Thanks to Dr. Grafenberg, women are on the
hunt for this hard-to-find (sometimes
impossible) spot on their bodies which has the power to
unleash untold climactic sensations of passion and
lust. The man who would be expert at locating and servicing
this spot properly would be much sought-after
by any woman who considers herself sexual.
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H is for a woman's HIPS. Watching a woman with curvy
hips walk away from me is mesmerizing. She
may be wearing tight, light colored jeans, which accentuate
the hypnotic curves of her shapely bottom as it
seems to beg for attention. Or, she may be wearing a tight,
hip-hugging dress emphasizing her feminine
smoothness and roundness. Oh, to see a lovely woman wearing
a white dress walk into the sun...with either
tight, thong panties whose outline is clearly visible,
or with no panties at all! All traffic stops as she crosses;

in fact, all time stops until she passes into the distance.
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I is for IMAGINATION. Even with the most beautiful, and
alluring woman, sex without imagination will
become routine and perhaps boring. Letting your imagination
run wild while in bed can open up new sexual
horizons. Role play, bondage, discipline, sex toys, etc.
can be so much fun for those who are really
interested in discovering new and exciting ways to please
their partner. I imagine tying up and blindfolding
my beautiful, and willing partner. She is trusting but
just a little fearful wondering what liberties I will be

taking with her sexy body. I take some hot "emotion
lotion" and, drop by drop, pour it over her hardening

nipples, into her quivering belly-button, then I turn
her over to pour some over her lovely ass. As I pour the
liquid over her, I blow on it which she feels as deliciously
hot, making her eager for more touching, kissing,
and caressing. I lick the lotion off her heaving breasts
and rock-hard nipples while massaging it into her
tummy and hips. She is moaning softly now, feeling the heat
of the lotion as I alternately blow on it and kiss
her and rub her all over. Our bodies meet in an exquisite
collision of lust and pleasure as our skin slides
against each other in intense anticipation. Not being
able to see what is being done to her merely heightens
the sensations and raises her impending climax to new highs.
She then begs me to spank her as punishment
for having invited a girlfriend to participate in our sexual
adventures without checking with me first. As I sit
on the bed, I place her (still blindfolded and arms tied
over her head) over my lap with her beautiful bottom
raised high in eager expectation. I alternately smack
each lovely cheek and then directly against the crack of

her ass. At first, I start slowly and rather lightly but
she implores me to hit her harder and faster, until her
bottom is turning red. I comply, with compassion. She winces
but does not squirm for the pain does not
hurt; it actually heightens her pleasure. The fiery sensations
against her ass are then quickly soothed by my
soft, wet kisses as I bathe her bottom with loving TLC. I
gently caress and stroke her ass as she whimpers
with pleasure and desire; she frantically frees her hands
from her bonds and pulls my head hard against her
bottom, begging me to lick her, then rub my face against
her to cool the burning. While making love to her
beautiful derriere, I then turn her over to hold her head
and gently caress her face with my lips and tongue.
She grabs my face and our mouths and tongues lock in a violently
passionate embrace...(well, you get the
idea.)
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J is for JUICES. Not the orange, grapefruit, or tomato variety;
but the flowing juices of a sexy, turned-on
woman in the heat of passion and lust. The nectar of her femininity.
The mere presence of a woman's juices
sends a message of desire; "she wants me!" To
arouse a woman to wetness is an art of sublime pleasure.
To
be permitted to lick, taste, and smell her natural juices
is pure heaven. I feel so masculine when a woman
becomes wet because of the way I've paid special attention
to her body and her mind. I dream of her
mashing her sopping wet pussy against my face and then hungrily
licking and kissing my face to revel in her
own juices.
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K is for KISSING. This is possibly the single most pleasurable
and sensual activity I can imagine doing
with an attractive, desirable woman. There are almost
infinite ways to kiss a woman. The first kiss,
however, is usually the most difficult. This is because
I don't want to risk kissing her if she, herself, is
not
certain she wants to be kissed! Then, there is the uncertainty
of whether or not she'll enjoy it and respond.
Did I use enough mouthwash and Clorets...did I use too much?
Will she see me open my eyes while we
kiss...will she open hers? Does she wear braces...will
I cut my tongue on the brackets? Should I even stick
my tongue into her mouth, or will she recoil in disgust?
Will she like my after-shave...or wish I had more (or
less) on? Will she notice and be offended by my nose hairs?
Will my beard stubble scratch her delicate skin?
What if I burp...what if she does? Such risks. Then, why
bother? Because to kiss a beautiful, responsive
woman is to experience sheer ecstasy. An orgasm is usually
extremely high intensity for a very short period
of time. A proper kiss, although, not quite as intense as
an outright orgasm, can be of sufficient intensity for

a very long period of time. Thank you but I'll take the
latter every time. Soft, romantic music is audible in
the background. She is just oozing femininity and grace,
with a delicate, yet playful sexiness that is almost
coy. I notice her eyes while she's talking...she alternately
looks at my eyes, then down to my lips. Her own,
full, almost pouting lips are apart; her tongue lightly
grazes them as a signal of her anticipation. I can detect

her womanly fragrance; it is intoxicating; the atmosphere
is electric with desire. I see her lips move while
she's speaking, and my ears hear her words, but I am
not able to listen properly. I am focused on her pretty
face, her expressive eyes, her smooth skin...how heavenly
it would be to actually touch her face with mine.
We are now only inches apart. We are both looking at each
other's lips, then away. I pray to myself that I
am not about to make a fool of myself as I gently interrupt
her conversation with a question: "I've been

thinking about how wonderful it would be to kiss you gently
and softly and whether you might like that."
She nods in agreement and says "Yes, I think I'd
like that very much." I gently cup my hands around
her
face, bring my face very close to hers, close my eyes, open
my lips a little, then lightly graze her pouting lips
with mine as I lightly run my tongue against first her upper
lip, then her lower. Our lips meet only for a few
brief seconds, then I pull away. I want to go slow but not
disturb the building crescendo of this exciting
encounter. The mix of her perfume and satiny skin almost
puts me in a trance. I gently and deliberately kiss
her entire face...first her eyes (while she has them closed,
of course), then her forehead, then her cheeks; all
the while I am lightly rubbing and caressing her neck; grazing
my fingers across her luxurious hair. I turn my
attention to her ear which I start to nibble at playfully.
She begins to giggle and shrink back but I hold her
close and start softly whispering things into her ear;
things that make her blush; things that turn her on;
things that make her wet with excited anticipation; things
that make her press the side of her head deeply
into my kisses so I can get my tongue directly into her ear
and send sparkling shivers down her lovely back.
I suck gently on her earlobe as she moans with pleasure.
She turns her head and grabs mine forcefully into a
violent, deep, passionate French kiss where our tongues
fence with each other and compete to see who can
go deeper into the other's mouth. Our lips melt into
each other's as our embrace becomes sheer heaven...I

can feel her entire body respond to me; and against me. This
is the true thrill. Quite simply...to kiss, is bliss.
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L is for LIPS. There are three pairs of lips which stir the
imagination. All three need to be kissed, licked,
and stroked, softly and gently. All three pair are "entrance-ways"
to pleasure spots on a woman, but they
are fully deserving of long, loving attention all on their
own. How wonderful it is to pay that attention to the
first pair of lips; a treatise to which can be found above
in the letter K. If those lips are found to be full and
pouting, it can mesmerize and tantalize, captivate and
provoke, enchant and fascinate. When she runs her
tongue along her upper and/or lower lip, this may be a sign
of very pleasurable sensations to come (no pun
intended!). Feeling those lips against me, anywhere,
is sheer delight, whether gently and lightly, or forcefully

with a little teeth nipping thrown in. I love to kiss those
lips and simply press my own against hers, caressing
her lips with mine, feeling them gently with my finger.
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Onto the next two pair of lips...those lovely lips of raw
femininity. The two pair always come together (pun
may be intended or not, as you like). In the proper state
(of mind and environment), the outer pair beg to
be very, very gently stroked, and lightly fondled. Feeling
their folds and probing all around them; watching
how that affects an already turned-on woman. Touching
a woman there can't last too long for the need and
desire to pleasure them with my own lips and tongue rises
greatly. The inner pair also need this loving
attention but they require an even lighter, gentler touch.
As both pair become fully aroused so that they are
glistening with a woman's love nectar (see 'J',
above), the longing and craving to kiss them, lick them,
caress
them, nuzzle them, and suck on them becomes overwhelming.
I long to caress a woman's love lips not just
with my own lips and tongue, but with my entire face; to drink
her all in and revel in them. Their feminine
fragrance is a powerful drug; under whose influence I can
be enticed to do anything, absolutely anything, for
that woman.
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M is for MIND. A woman's mind can be the most more powerful
aphrodisiac of all. You may arouse her
physically, even involuntarily, but if her mind resists,
you might as well give up. You must pay at least as
much attention to a woman's mind as to her body. You
must respect her and cherish her with sincerity; you
must earn her trust. Before you can tantalize her body,
you must tantalize her mind. Talk with her, laugh
with her, stimulate her with intelligent, meaningful
conversation. You must care about that woman, not her
tits and ass, but her thoughts, her emotions, her desires,
her fears. It's just not any fun when only you desire

a special woman. She must desire you; consider you special;
want you so badly that she becomes frantic for
your touch, your lips and tongue; she may even command/beg
you to make love to her. When a beautiful
woman does that, and I am able to satisfy her every need and
desire, THEN I feel fulfilled as a man...for me,
that is the ultimate power trip.
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N is for NIPPLES and NAKEDNESS. To behold a beautiful woman
in her nakedness is to behold
nature's best work of art. The privilege is not to be
taken lightly...a naked woman (under the appropriate

context, of course) is to be adored and treasured. Give
her respect and TLC, in generous quantities. If
you're worthy, you will receive supreme pleasure
from her touch and desire. A naked woman's form is so

perfect, even though there can be almost infinite varieties
of "forms". Not too skinny...my pleasure is
greatly
enhanced by touching and caressing. Small breasts can
be beautiful and powerfully inviting. Skinny legs
may be powerfully sexy when locked around your head. But
just skin and bones doesn't do it...I prefer more
rather than less of what is available to touch. Not too plump
either for that may detract from the woman's
overall attractiveness and suggest that the woman does
not care for herself. A bit of a "tummy" can be
very
sexy indeed. Wide hips and a somewhat large behind can be
extremely pleasurable. The ideal woman will
possess at least one of the following qualities: (1) a pretty
face, (2) a voluptuous body, (3) a sexy and lustful
demeanor. This quality must be combined with an open mind,
sense of humor, a caring and thoughtful
nature, and a strong desire to be touched and made love to.
When such a woman appears before you, naked
and desirous, savor the moment...treat her well and you
may be amply rewarded.
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On a more specific level, there is one area on a lovely woman's
body that is pure ecstasy to kiss, lick, and
caress...her nipples. After plentiful amounts of soft
kisses, light caresses, and soft murmurings, her nipples

may reward you by becoming rock hard and super sensitive
to the touch. Oh, how they stand at attention so
forcefully on her breasts; begging to be licked, kissed,
and sucked. I just love brushing my face against her
nipples, feeling their hardness against my lips, cheeks,
and eyes. The desire to take them between my lips
and gently tug, suck, and lick them is overpowering. Its
texture against my tongue feels heavenly. I need to
feel her nipples rub against me. I long to lick her lovingly
around one nipple while gently tugging at the
other between my fingers. As I lick her nipple and all around
it, I can feel it stiffening even more. As she
moans, she may implore you to pull harder or she may push
your hands aside to show you how much better
she can please her own breasts and nipples. If her breasts
are big enough, you can cup them with both hands
and squeeze them together, bringing her nipples so close
together that they can both be tongued almost at
the same time. If her breasts are smaller, then you can caress
her body while paying attention to one nipple
at a time. It is so sensuous to put whipped cream on her nipples,
then slowly, and lovingly, lick and suck
them clean.
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O is for ORGASM. Making a sexy, responsive woman writhe
involuntarily in spasms of blissful pleasure
and passion. Building to a slow crescendo, taking her to
the brink a few times until she is absolutely
pleading for sexual relief; when she wants you so bad that
she'll do almost anything for you or to you, as the
case may be. There is no greater feeling or sensation on
earth than that of a lovely woman's beautiful pussy

clenching while in the throes of a come-gushing orgasm;
of having her dig her fingernails deeply into my
skin, desperate for my lips, tongue, and touch while she
comes over and over again. Especially gratifying is
if the woman comes violently while sitting on my face; feeling
her love juices spurt all over my face; hungrily
licking her and drinking her every drop which makes her
come yet again and again.
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Spent and exhausted from gratification, I just love giving
her special TLC as she slowly descends from her
cloud nine of luscious lust and spectacular sensuality.
I lovingly caress her entire body while gently planting

soft kisses all over her face. Her eyes are closed and mouth
slightly open as her panting has not quite
subsided. She moans softly and contentedly. I hold her
tight and whisper into her ear how lovely and sexy
and beautiful she is; how ultra-feminine she is; how wonderful
she smells and tastes. Coming together
would be nice, of course, but should never be a specific
goal, for it would likely never be reached. In fact, I
try not to set any goals at all as far as orgasms are concerned.
I am only concerned with my partner's
pleasure and comfort. With the right woman, I would do anything
to enhance both for my partner. If I'm
lucky, I will be rewarded by making her come. If I can make
her come violently, then I am especially
gratified. If I come with her or after her, then fine...but
that is not a requisite for me.
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P is for PUSSY. The center of a woman's passion and lust;
the love canal that is so beautiful, so soft, so
sensuous, so sexy, so stimulating. Those magnificent
folds, the twin pairs of lips (see 'L', the feel,
the smell,
the taste of them...heaven and ecstasy. When aroused and
glistening with her love juices (see 'J', the

powerful attraction her pussy exerts on me transcends
understanding. My tongue and lips must embrace her
pussy and pay loving attention to her lips and her clit.
Ever so gently and delicately, I massage her lovely
pussy lips all over, feeling her clitoris becoming hard
with anticipation. I eagerly kiss and lick her pussy for

what seems like hours; hungrily drinking in all her juices,
all her love, all her lust, all her passion. The
ultimate pleasure is having a responsive woman mash her
pussy directly against my face, ordering me to lick
her harder and deeper. Feeling her come violently against
my face and tongue is a turn-on beyond belief; as
she moans with orgasmic delight and grinds her hips against
my face, I feel so powerful, so masculine, such a
sense of satisfaction; hmmmmmmmmm...
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Q is for QUALITY. It's the quality of love-making,
not the quantity, that counts. One encounter lasting
a single hour (three or more is preferable!) of TLC, i.e.
holding, touching, caressing, kissing, licking,
stroking, rubbing, tickling, squeezing, and whispering
to her, is way better than, say, five encounters of
straight fucking lasting only 10 minutes (for many men,
it might be much less!) Love-making, in fact, is not
"fucking". That term is considered to be vulgar
and un-erotic, with the exception of certain verbally-
expressive contexts, such as when in the heat of passion,
e.g. "...oh God, Fuck me now, please!! I need you
to fuck me hard and deep; hmmmmm; that's it, baby, oh
yes! Keep fucking me like that and you'll drive me
insane from coming so much!!!...") Quality love-making
involves a concerned effort of mind and body
which can only result from a sincere and intense desire
to please a woman; one special woman...a woman
that fuels my fantasies night after night (and, sometimes,
during the day.)
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R is for RESPONSIVE. A responsive woman is a tremendous
turn-on. With proper attention paid to her
(that means generous amounts of TLC, in the right setting),
she will begin to have erotic thoughts; this could
be shortly followed by her pussy becoming wet and her nipples
beginning to stiffen. A responsive woman is
not afraid to please herself; she is aware of her own womanly
sexuality and sensuality and she "exercises"

regularly. Such a woman is likely to have very vivid and
imaginative fantasies. Dream-like visions of
sensual (done either to her or by her, with her lover
providing the necessary second party), bondage &

discipline, role play, blindfolding, participating
with another woman, hot love oils, bubble baths and candles,

surreptitious (high risk) sex, exhibitionism, water
sports, spanking, etc. may fill her mind while she is in
one
of her "responsive" states. She likes to talk
sex, talk about sex, read about sex. She may like to browse

through a sexy lingerie shop, or naughty sex store. She
needs and wants the holding, touching, kissing, and
caressing; the feel of skin against skin; hands and fingers
probing, kneading, rubbing, exploring, soothing,
etc. A responsive woman makes me feel more masculine, more
sensual, more desirous, more satisfied.
Such a woman is "all woman...a woman's woman."
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S is for SEXY and SENSUOUS. Being sexy is about allure and
anticipation; not about how far you can
get with her. Being sensuous is about genuine concern for
her comfort and satisfaction; not about how good
she can make you feel. Sexy is the shape of her body underneath
her clothes; the way her dress clings to her
hips and ass, the bounce of her pert breasts, the outline
of her nipple against her silk blouse, her painted
fingernails, the contour of her mouth and lips, the expression
of her eyes, the way her hair falls over her face,
the subtle yet intoxicating scent of her perfume mixed
with her own natural fragrance. Sensuous is the way
she likes to be stroked and caressed; the feel of her lips
against mine; the probing and intertwining of
tongues; the tautness of her panties against her pussy;
the shape and feel of her thigh. Sexy is when she
wants you to look at her body but not touch, not just yet.
Sensuous is cradling her head against my chest
and stroking her hair and her face. Sexy is the sound of her
passionate moans and contented sighs.
Sensuous is when she directs my hand to her sopping wet pussy,
then bringing it up to her face to lick one
finger while sticking another into my mouth. Sexy is the
way she touches herself, then looks to make sure I
am watching her. Sensuous is when my hard, throbbing cock
enters her pussy, millimeter by millimeter,
filling her up so deliciously, so wonderfully, as her arms
and legs are wrapped around me in a vise-like grip.
Sexy is reading Penthouse magazine and looking at the pictures
together. Sensuous is looking into her eyes,
telling her and showing her that those made-up models can't
hold a candle to her. Sexy is looking right at
her delicious pussy and ass, just an inch from my face. Sensuous
is when she mashes herself hard against my
face, spurting her love juices all over me as she comes again
and again. Sexy is her beautiful, feminine, and
naked body. Sensuous is holding her close to me, kissing
and caressing her all over until she falls asleep.
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T is for TOUCHING. With due respect to the other four senses
of sight, smell, taste, and hearing,
touching is miles ahead as far as sensuality is concerned.
If I could have only one of the five senses, I'd pick

touch. You can only see with your eyes, smell with your nose,
taste with your tongue, and hear with your
ears. However, you can touch any part of her body with any
part of your body. This can greatly heighten
the excitement and sensations of love-making. Massage
and rub her feet; press your thumbs against the
soles of her feet; feel each individual toe; caress the
top and sides of her feet. This may be an erogenous
zone she is not even aware of...it can be a powerful one.
Place your elbow into the back of her knee. Feel
the underside of her breast with your face. Run the length
of your cock against her face. Graze her bottom
with the back of your hand. Run your fingers against her
scalp from the top of her forehead back over her
head. She may love that. Probe her entire ear, inside and
out, with your tongue. From behind her, gently
cup her breasts with your hands and nibble on her neck with
your lips and teeth. Massage the small of her
back with your palms. Rub the backs of her legs and thighs
with your foot. Spread her ass cheeks by
burying your face in between them so as to lick her anus.
Feel every inch of her face with your face and lips
(but no kissing...not yet!)
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U is for UNDERSTANDING. Understanding that a man can't
always perform at a consistently high level;
can't always get hard; can't always maintain
the same high level of energy. A sensuous, feminine woman
will
usually have this understanding for a caring, attentive
lover. Understanding that a woman can't always be

responsive, yet she still deserves loving TLC just the
same. Understanding that sometimes she may not even
want any TLC; this does not mean she no longer finds you desirable.
Understanding that you and she will
not always be in perfect sync with each other. Understanding
that communication may occasionally mean
being silent and giving her space. Understanding that
she may not like or want what you are doing to her, or
what you want her to do to you. Having such understanding
means not only being aware of it but also
reacting (or not reacting) in a sincere and positive way.

<br>

V is for VENUS, the Goddess of Love. Love doesn't mean
dependency. Love isn't about spending every
minute of every day with her. Love is believing that she
is someone special, someone to be adored. Love is
the ultimate appreciation for a woman, especially respect
and genuine caring. Love is thinking about her a
lot without being obsessed with her. Love is dreaming up
ways to excite her, tantalize her, and stimulate
her. Love is when you are just as happy watching TV with her
as going out for a night out on the town.
Love is not waking her up just because you're horny.
Love is wanting her to wake you up when she is
horny. Love is giving her space and not being demanding
or nosy. Love is trying to figure out what she
likes and wants, then doing that for her. Love is when your
own satisfaction is directly tied to her own, i.e.
not being satisfied until you are certain she is satisfied
(under any context.) Love can be lust for her body
but not without genuine appreciation and caring for her
in all other aspects of life...her mind, her personality,

her non-sexual likes and dislikes, etc. Love is trust and
respect for her; not wondering what she's doing now

or where she is, but hoping that, whatever she's doing
wherever that may be, she's enjoying herself.
<br>

W is for WET. I love it so when my special woman gets wet. The
wetter she gets, the wilder she
becomes. A powerful fantasy of mine is after she has furiously
played with her sopping wet pussy, she
spreads her love juices all over my face, then we lock together
in an extremely intense, almost violent, kiss.
She then hungrily licks her own femininity from my face
as she guides my rock-hard cock into her throbbing,
tight, wet pussy. Another supreme "wet" fantasy
involves my woman and I being in the ocean, about
shoulder-deep, where there are plenty of others. We frolic
together...I look longingly at her hard nipples as
they stiffen against her bikini top. She notices and reaches
down to feel my stiffening cock through my
bathing suit. I look around, fearing that someone may be
close by, but she diverts my attention by taking my
hand and placing it firmly on her round, luscious buns as
she presses her breasts against my chest. She
moans softly as I knead her firm, lovely buttocks, whereupon
I quickly remove her bikini bottom, letting her
feel the swell of the waves and current directly against
her sex. She grabs me in a fierce embrace and yanks
my bathing suit off in a frenzy. My steel-like hardness
is throbbing against her; the waves heightening the
sensations. She lifts herself easily onto my cock and we
kiss passionately, oblivious to nearby bathers. As I
become aware of people who are well within eyesight, I become
fearful of being discovered. Yet, as she
quickens her thrusts against me which, in turn, is stimulating
her clit to a feverish pace, the feeling of fear
and excitement swells up to a rising crescendo of lust and
passion...we come together furiously, almost
collapsing in the water from the sheer intensity of our
orgasms. Minutes later, only after we come to our
senses, do we realize that our bathing suits are hopelessly
lost!!
<br>

X is for X-tasy (alright...so I cheated.) It also stands
for X-cellent, X-traordinary, X-citing, X-alted, X-
perimental, even X-traterrestrial (out of this world).
Sex can be all of these things, but only between a man
and a woman who have the right chemistry for each other,
who are in sync with each other, not only in body
but in mind, as well. Sex, that is, wonderful and fulfilling
sex, can never be just purely physical.
(Well...maybe it can, for those unfortunate men who think
only of themselves.) That kind of sex requires
genuine caring and fondness for the person which usually
requires a bit of time to cultivate. Hurried and
frantic sex between two people who just met while in the
elevator may be momentarily intensely exciting,
but in most cases, this type of scenario exists only in people's
fantasies.
<br>

Y is for Yearning...that exquisite craving of lusting
for a real woman; the wanting; the desire. This need
becomes not just physical, but mental as well. I think about
her when I daydream, or when I (try to) fall
asleep; how wonderful it would be to win her; to turn her
on so much that she, too, experiences a similar
yearning for me. The woman I seek may, in fact be unattainable
for any number of reasons. This might even
increase the yearning factor; the unavailable woman is
mysteriously even more attractive than before.
Therefore, a powerful fantasy becomes the thought of turning
her on so much that her yearning for me
makes her find a way to become available. However, if she
ultimately cannot be available, it will take time
for the yearning to subside; you cannot hound her or keep
after her when the yearning is only one-sided.
True yearning must be a double-edged sword...the 'hurt'
must cut both ways.
<br>

Z is for Zorro because I liked that show when I was a kid and
because he was dashing, unconventional,
resourceful, attractive to women, and admired or envied
by men; he was cool. I can't say that I ever thought
of the sword as a sexual plaything, however. That kinky,
I am not. But a cape and a mask? "Out of the
night...when the full moon was bright, was a cocksman known
as Zorro!" Hmmmm....interesting!
<br>

...the end

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