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2008
I Love You, I Love You Not
I think my mouth should come with a government health warning that says, ‘Beware what this woman says whilst engaged in sexual intercourse; it may not be entirely accurate.’
As planned, Windsor Hotel Man (WHM) came around last night prior to the Erotic Awards for drinks and foreplay, just in case the party turned out to be a dud. Only WHM doesn’t really do foreplay, at least not with me. Once we get started, I find it very difficult to stop. He has a knack of taking my arousal levels up a notch. He’s not a fast and furious lover, more the kind that likes to take his time. That’s just the way I enjoy sex with someone I like - unhurried and sensuous. I don’t so much have orgasms as explosions with him. He makes me come long and hard, especially when I’m sitting on his face.
It had been a few weeks since our hotel date and our reunion was overdue. Almost as soon as he walked in through the door, his cock was hard and it stayed hard for hours. He likes to play with me, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy until I’m drenched from wanting to feel him inside me. Holding my hands above my head, he maneuvered his body above mine, whilst my pelvis tried to meet him. Being much bigger and stronger than me, I didn’t stand a chance.
‘You’re a dreadful tease,’ I said.
‘Mmmmn. I know,’ he said, pinning me down.
Of course, he couldn’t hold out for long, especially when he felt the slick wetness rubbing against his cock. What guy could resist sliding into a tight, extremely wet pussy?
After all the anticipation, when he finally pushed himself inside me, I felt a rush of endorphins.  That’s when I wanted to shout out, ‘I love you.’ Only I didn’t, even though the urge was almost impossible to resist. We carried on fucking and the urge was not subsiding, only getting stronger as I felt myself get closer and closer to orgasm. When I came, I screamed loudly.
‘You’re OK then,’ he said laughing.
‘Yes,’ I said. ‘I’m OK although I almost had one of my I-love-you moments.’
‘Oh?’ he said.
‘Yeh, it sometimes happens when I’m extremely aroused and a bit drugged up by all the endorphins and when that happens I really want to say ‘I love you’. I’m just letting you know that it may happen. I wanted to say it but I managed to control it. I just wanted to warn you. You don’t need to get frightened. It’s a great sex thing. I’ve done it with near total strangers. I just didn’t want to freak you out.’
‘Well, I love you too,’ he said smiling.
We got up and put on our clothes, the smell of sex still clinging to our bodies and went to the party. Like every year, the mix of people was astounding. From middle-aged men dressed like babies, the usual naked guys wandering around wanking, lots of pretty, young girls in lingerie and not much else, the full-blown fetishists, and lots of my friends who were their usual jaded selves. Sadly, some of my favourite regulars - the guy that likes to be fisted by multiple women and the builder looking chap who adores high heeled women walking on his back - weren’t there. WHM and I wandered around for a while trying to find a place to fuck but, like every other year I’ve been to the Ball, the couples rooms was overcrowded and all the other place spaces just weren’t very sexy. WHM was having a blast though and his enthusiasm was infectious. He just couldn’t stop smiling. I could see the event through new eyes and just enjoy it for all its wackiness.
I had a go on the fucking machine in front of WHM and 3 friends who took turns with the control. I couldn’t find a way to come. The attachment was a short, fat stump and didn’t feel like anything. I asked the guy running the machines if he had a different one and he produced the longest one he had, a 6″ slim dildo, still a lot smaller than WHM. After a while of feeling that pulse around inside me, I just wanted to feel the real thing. The reason why anyone would spend £600 for one of these machines was lost on me. My own vibrators are far more effective.
We left the party at 3am and went back to mine. I woke up to feel a hard cock pushing against my back. It was a rare treat.
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Why stop the tale at that point, interesting post and an incite to your reaction to a big orgasm, which is something my partner is tended to do after a wow orgasm, the i love you moment…….
I was a little confused for a moment that there were awards given for drinks and foreplay…
That ‘I love you’ thing is such a bummer, especially if you’re cross with your lover and having spiteful or sorrowful sex cos they are so persistent in trying to force their way out. Is it some kind of genetic programming to make us want to attach ourselves mentally and physically to a man who can arouse such an incredibly strong orgasm?
Cake: Although I’m not a scientist I know it all has to do with oxytocin. This from Wikipedia: Oxytocin released into the brain of the female during sexual activity is important for forming a monogamous pair bond with her sexual partner.
I have also heard (although it may not be true) that men also release oxytocin but at roughly half the amount of women due to the presence of testosterone.
Yes, I agree, it is a bit of a bummer because 99.9% of the time I’m not in love with the person at all and find it temporarily confusing.
Ian: As to why I stopped the tale, because I want to keep the rest for myself!
Fair enough Suzanne, maybe it will come out later.
All these chemicals that confuse our brains during sex, even though the person we are shagging can be a bitch/bastard but still give us mega orgasms, then maybe we should just keep them as fuck buddies.
When you are shagging your partner continuous in a session and they are having their second or third orgasm and your’e stopping after your first, and they have been receiving lots of pleasure thanks to your efforts and they say wow and i love you, then thats great, but when all you can say is thanks as you try to get air back in your lungs, and your heart rate has multiplied, then you don’t really feel like reciprocating the i love too back to them as quickly, So do enjoy the Oxytocin moment and we lie their wondering where did that comment come from. But maybe we should all just enjoy the moment without thinking of the science behind it…….or is this just me….
Well, I just felt I needed to explain because, frankly, although I like this guy, we haven’t known each other for very long. It can scare a man off when a woman suddenly says ‘I love you’ seemingly out of nowhere, don’t you think? And personally, when I say ‘I love you’ to someone for the first time, I prefer it not to be during sex because that way I know I’m not confusing a chemical reaction for something that is real.
Yes i agree we all want to say i love you to the person we feel it for the most. I do think though, it is mostly females who say it more often, and as you said earlier it is because the testosterone kicks in just in time to stop us making that gaffe.
When blokes orgasm, we don’t say i love you we just pull funny faces and gasp ” oh fuck”. I’m sure you must have seen many other reactions off men in place of the ” i love you” quote. So i can’t really criticise others….
The funniest time ever was a few years ago. I was shagging this guy and he said, ‘Oh, this is so good. I think you’re going to need to have this three times a day.’ Already I was thinking that what with work and my kids and the little free time I had, this simply wasn’t going to be possible. Then, as if reading my mind (and still shagging me) he said, ‘Well, perhaps not three times a day. Maybe two to three times a week.’ I thought that was really amusing.
There are worse things to say at the point of no return:
“Fill me with your fertile seed! Make me big with child!”
“Marry me!”
or
“Uncle Susan!”
all spring to mind.
Very true.
Suzanne…..are you going to post a pic of the outfit you wore to the awards?
Never got a picture of it. I wore a red t-shirt with the words ‘Fluffer’ on it with a black, shiny mini, fishnets and black lap dancing shoes. My friend wore a black version with the words ‘Fluffer’s Mate’.
Oh, he didn’t wear a mini!
of course now i’m picturing a tall gent with a rampant (and large hardon) wandering around wearing a t-shirt, fishnets and lap dancing shoes… and nothing else
*snerk*
[i find myself thinking thoughts of fertility rather than love when caught up in those moments and i live in FEAR of screaming out "spray me with your fertile seed" or something equally horrifying to everyone involved!]
I had a blast!!!
XXX
WHM: You’re up a bit early darling, aren’t you?
Bad Influence: You could always try, ‘Cum inside me,’ unless you would prefer he didn’t.
ah yes, i do love the feeling of a man coming inside me… but still it’s something about seed that i can’t really explain. course that i want to have a kid might help but even when i didn’t want kids it was more related to fertility than love for me.
so weird these human brains of ours…