So I am just in this passionate yet pensive mood and got my creative powers to describing how Great sex should be.. Obviously the setting is an ideal one.. My Biggest qualm about sex is that people (especially men) make it into such a business deal—They act like amateur runners that just bolt out on a marathon run, putting forth a burst of short lived exuberance and energy which usually fizzles out like cheap fire workers lit on New Years Day. These men ruin it for the rest of us because unless the woman is in the fast car mode she'll probably be unfulfilled—by the time that she gets into the swing of things, this said tenacious marathon runner is already passed out—rudely snoring --Silence !!! as she lies still, eyes wide open thinking "What the Hell just Happened?'
First time sex should be properly compensated because unless you're some Porn star it is going to suck—it's expected!!! and most women are aware of this—and of course there's no amount of apologizing that you can possibly do –for she will tell her friends not if you suck- but how bad you sucked .. So a certain amount of planning should go into this first time session.
As we know women are turned on by combining different types of stimulation of their senses in unison.. This will thus have to encompass the basics –sense of smell, taste, touch. The right background music/noise also has to be set in place.. ---hence--- unless this is some drunken charade ordeal of unconscious sex then there must be some ground work "laid" (no pun intended) before the act. At some point a dialogue must be had of the favorite, fragrance, favorite music that kind of stuff—are the lights dimmed? is the room completely dark? do you install spot lights and a handy cam? And I'm sure that this information can be obtained with the use of a very casual unpretentious dialogue.

So the stage is set and the research compiled…

Once again-- good sex is like a recipe you need to have certain ingredients in place—it cannot be solely based on lust—for then it will surely suck—it has to be based on frolicking, cajoling and innocent play.. casual flirting which begins long before this epic event—

With that said, getting down to the parts of the recipe, the ingredients will be as follows-- with the use of a six pack of Guinness and some steamed/raw oysters for the stamina, some peanuts which will act as "bullets for the gun".. and the firing of such——certainly your performance will be enhanced if you get the stamina up Of course, you have to remember that most men will suffer from over eagerness-- and you can compensate for this excitement- by you know--- doing what women do ---aw soo good***—Spit or Swallow your choice :-)

So you've done your part and now the plot is set—all you have to do now is lay back and relax – enjoy the ride for its Disney time!!! Of course, if he's sensual and he is even remotely cares about pleasuring you -- he will give you a full body rub down intensifying the foreplay, gently leading you to a mode where you become yearning and excited for "what's next" at this point your brain neurons are firing off, throat constantly becoming parched as you reach the point of a finely tuned race car – This acts as a double edged sword for he's building himself back up during the foreplay—giving the oysters and peanuts time to kick in—
At that point you're ready to go and he's ready to go—for him this will be the second round which is of course less stressful as (Houston doesn't have to worry about the rockets firing off too early) it's his turn to reciprocate the favor that you afforded him earlier as you seductively got down on your knees, maintaining eye contact for 90% of the time-**- he's thinking OMG this is the best ever!!-- and if he's into you he's on his knees now while you are enjoying the slow whirling motion of the ceiling fan as you look up aimlessly, laid back, head propped up on the pillow, eyes closing every now and then as you ride the waves of pure and utter excitement.. the event has been properly planned as you're finally dealing with someone who may have just slightly a little less bite than bark-and isn't all talk- your favorite fragrance fills the air from the heated scented oil which was carefully chosen the day before and your favorite music cracks the lustful silence --some rhythmic song that yells passion and beats and motion and intensity chimes in tune with the rhythm of the bedsprings and occasional moans-- the crescendo rapidly begins to encompass the room like dark thunderous clouds spilling over a quiet blue horizon.. your head is momentarily propped up as you both gaze into each other's eyes, sights of pure lust and obsession speak volumes without words being uttered.. the beats of the background music becomes more formidable as you're cradled into your favorite position.. the intense energy fills the room and it's silence deafens the musical melody of the springs and the creaks and the wood sliding, ornaments rattling-- and then your mind goes blanc almost like an old fashioned video game when the high score has been breached.. back arched like a perfect Ballerina the tips of your shoulders and the ends of your heels are the only body parts that make contact with the surface that you lay upon…With a huge Sigh you collapse in the bed perforated with sweat which represented the last 30 mins of intense bodily activity-- your spine goes through spasms as an out patient about to stand for the first time as he leaves the chair.. The cuddling position is achieved and the covers pulled—the two bodies motionless becomes one- in-differentiable from each other..

Wow, I think I'm going to go smoke a cigarette or order pizza now or something. Nice article.

i think i second that motion

Ditto

WOW! Can I marry you please?

Whew...it's a lil warm in here LOL my my

Why am I suddenly hungry???

hell thats deppressing

Wow! Where can I find a man like this?