Fucking versus Making Love

Now, let's be perfectly honest, if you're on your honeymoon and she's all nice and cuddly, well, that's making love. At my age it leans more towards a good, satisfying fuck.

So, I want to talk about that "good, satisfying fuck."

Have you ever walked around the periphery of a party and spotted a man you would like to meet? He makes eye contact with you and you shiver. As you walk towards him your eyes never part. He takes your hand, "Mike," he says. Your cunt starts to drip and your nipples get hard as rocks as you say, "Carla."

Honey, you don't have to say anything else. He knows, you know, anybody within smelling distance knows that you are taking him home that night and you are going to fuck, real, heavy, hard animal fucking. You both are going to cum within moments of his being inside you.

Or, you're having dinner with the girls and have been making eye contact with a man across the room. On your way out, you drop your card next to him. As you both lean down, you simply say, "Call me." He and you both know that when he calls to make a dinner date, you're going to bang him when you open the door. It's that hard nipple arousal that makes you want to suck his cock in the restaurant.

It's called animal fucking. There's nothing soft and making love about it. It's two gorillas hammering on each other. Truthfully, we all should have more of that kind of sex.

A few years ago I met that Mike at a party. After the handclasp, one drink and a reasonable five minutes he told me, "Let's get out of here." As we stood at valet parking for our cars he slid his hands over mine and asked, "Your place or mine?" "Whichever is closer," I replied. He followed me back to my house which was only a couple of miles away. He parked in the driveway and followed me in.

The second the door closed we were kissing deeply. Our tongues were wild against each other. One of my arms was around his neck the other was on his cock. He was holding me tightly against his chest. I bit his ear lobe and ran my tongue into his ear. "Get your fucking clothes off," I yelled at him as I started stripping. We got naked and looked at each other. His cock was iron hard and standing straight up. He was fully shaved, balls and all. I was breathing hard and my breasts were heaving. I knew we were both going to cum instantly.

I grabbed his cock and pulled him down on me, "Just fuck me," I screamed. As predicted we both came on about the third stroke. We collapsed and I held him tight for a few minutes until I said, "Follow me into the bedroom."

We got under the covers and pulled each other tight.

"Here's the deal, Mike. Anything goes, any hole, as much as you want, just be hard as you are. I'm now going to give you the blow-job of your life time. Lay back and enjoy." I kept him on the edge of glory for ten minutes then let him gush into my mouth. I leaned back so he could see me swallowing, then pulled forward and kissed him letting some of his cum coat his tongue. Now that got him hard again. We waited a few minutes for Mike to get his energy back. When he was ready he slid his cock into my cunt and started fucking. I screamed at him and yelled for more and came twice before he blasted off.

Now, that, my friends, that is FUCKING!!