" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Ten )

                                                  "Making Passionate Love Vs Fucking"


There she was completely naked, passed out and I was like the predator wanting to eat and fill my hunger as my victim laid there ready for me to be devoured...

I couldn't stop myself this time. The temptation was too great! She will hate me but I must have her!
I wanna make her feel good and forget about what happened tonight. I snuggled up beside her and slowly put my hand in hers. To my surprise, she took it. That made me so happy!

I whispered in her ears, "Would you like me to give you a light massage and make you feel better?"

She moaned and said "Okay Soraya, but be careful not awaken the Beast"
What did she mean by that?

Yet, that was all I needed to hear and I felt wetness between my legs within seconds.
I turned her over to her side and began to massage her neck and shoulders. She was enjoying it and so was I.
The whole time, all I could think about was groping her beautiful full breasts with them big nipples!
I slowly moved down to her middle back and then to her lower back , which made her want to roll on her stomach. I took her robe off slowly in order to do a better job of massaging her.

I could sense that she was getting somewhat sexually turned on, so I moved down even lower...
I was on her hips and ass, groping them but in my own gentle way. She moaned again and again.
I spread her legs a bit open in order to get my fingers between her inner thighs and that's when I felt her wetness. She was definitely turned on! I pretended not to notice. I moved my hands down to her hamstrings and massaged them for a few minutes but I moved my finger right back up near her crack.
She began breathing heavier, so I used my fingers to tease her pussy lips.

I then began to lick her pussy from the rear. She arched her back and gave me permission to have more access.
Oh yeah, I was in heaven and so was she! She tasted so sweet, all I wanted to do was drink her juice! She kept getting wetter and wetter. The more I licked, the wetter she got...
I decided to increase the speed and tension with my tongue and that sent her into a spasmatic orgasm!  He body was amazing and so was her pussy.

Her clit was just slightly bigger than mine and she had nice labia. Her pussy was hairless and smooth like mine. I think she will love my package as much as I love hers. After her first orgasm, I continued to massage her, to give her a bit of rest.

She rolled over on her back and surprised me by taking my hand and placing them on her tits.

"Soraya, I want you to pleasure me all night and make me come over and over again, as many times as you can!" She said with that sexy voice and the look of a hungry 'Beast'.

I'm assuming this was the 'Beast' she spoke of and I have now awakened it. She's my dream but I will make sure I become her reality!

The second round is about to come and I'm the one who's in control...


( To be continued )...

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Nine )

                                                   "Making Passionate Love Vs Fucking"


I began to dream a very erotic dream and Miss Santiago was in it. I had no idea that she would wake up before me and catch me masturbating in the tub with her in it...


Even though I was embarrassed, she did not rub it in my face. She was kind and told me not to be ashamed. She was already dressed in her robe and was standing over me with a towel in her hand.

"Come out of the water before you turn into a prune Soraya." She said with a smile.

"I'm sorry for everything Miss Santiago, I really am! I had no idea Jaden would be there and do what he did!"

"I know Soraya. It's alright. We are safe now, let's get you dressed. We both need some rest. We can figure things out in the morning, okay?"

I nodded and complied to her wish.

I followed her to the living room with a view of the Marina. She asked me if I wanted some wine and I nodded again. I felt like a mute! She sat beside me and told me stories of when she was my age.
They were great stories, I could certainly learn from but all I could think about was kissing her beautiful lips and showing her how grateful I was to have her as my new friend.

Perhaps, I have no idea what love really means but I do know how to express it through sex. I didn't have much more than that to offer. I thanked her with tears in my eyes and once again she hugged me and caressed my hair, as if I were her child. She wasn't that much older but she sure acted like she was my grandmother! I sobbed for what seemed like an hour while she held me and wiped my tears with her long hair.

I felt her robe's belt get lose and the robe opened. It opened just enough to expose her tits that were pressed against the towel around me... I became very excited and wet between my legs.
I don't know if she sensed it, but she pulled away and adjusted herself and got me a box of tissues.
Did I ever feel like an idiot! But she was a true lady. She went on as though she didn't notice. She even offered me some omelette!

I aked her where she wanted me to sleep and she told me that there was a guest room waiting just for me. I told her the couch was fine because I didn't want to sleep alone. She asked why. I told her I was afraid of sleeping alone due to my re-occuring nightmares that gave me the chills and that they were almost like seizure attacks. She thought for a moment, then said it was alright if I wanted to sleep in her bed.

I was shocked! I declined the offer because of how I felt about her but she insisted that we didn't need anymore surprises or any trip to the hospital. I could tell she was already inibriated but we had one more drink while she was icing her face.

She thanked me for being so witty by getting her home and in the tub safely. I told her it was I, that needed to say a million thanks to her. She just smiled and got me some pretty neglige to wear.
She told me that I may use anything of hers in the bathroom. I asked her what perfume she was wearing and she told me it was called  'Angel' and to go ahead and use some if I wanted to.
I was happy to get her permission. I went and changed into what she gave me to wear with some of that perfume on me.

I came out to find her passed out on the couch. I've seen people pass out like that before and they were always drunk.
So, once more...
I had to carry her, this time into the bedroom. I placed her under the sheets but her robe opened up again. There she was completely naked, passed out and I was like the predator wanting to eat and fill my hunger as my victim laid there ready for me to be devoured...


( To be continued )...

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Eight )

                                                  "Making Passionate Love Vs Fucking"


I barely got up to the front porch, when Jaden lifted his fist and knocked me right to the ground! He was going to hit me again, when all of a sudden, he fell to the ground!
It was Miss Santiago, standing over Jaden's unconscious body on the lawn...


I couldn't move from the shock while she remained standing over him. She told me to hurry up and get inside the car. My face was hurting but I did what she asked. I saw her kick him a few times in the gutt but I was so stunned, I couldn't try to stop her. When Miss Santiago was finished kicking Jaden the fith time, she rolled him over and spat on him. She was just about to walk away and as she turned, Jaden grabbed her ankle which made her fall sideways. Jaden mounted her, began smacking her then put his hands around her neck to strangle her. I didn't know what to do, so I went inside the house and grabbed the baseball bat that Jaden always kept by the door. I hit him once in the head, that was it!
I could see him bleeding but there was Miss Santiago barely beathing.

I went with my instinct and helped Miss Santiago instead of Jaden. Perhaps, I should have checked to make sure Jaden was alive but I couldn't risk Miss Santiago and I being there when the cops arrived.
I was smart enough to take the bat and not leave it there for finger prints.
I knew complications would arise from the incident but I had to save Miss Santiago and myself.
Fuck Jaden! He always beat on me for no reason at all, it's about time I got my turn! I just hope he's not dead or I will be in jail with no hope left!

I managed to get Miss Santiago inside her car but had a difficult time driving because it was a standard. She had a Mustang Cobra and the car was intimidating as shit! I grinded her gears plenty and thank God she was unconcious and did not know.

Once we got far away enough, I pulled over and checked for pulse. She was alive and breathing.
I've watched enough television to know that I shouldn't call the cops or go to the hospital, so I dug into her purse to find her license with her address on it. I got her home and had to carry half her body weight into the house. She was heavier than she looked.

She had red marks around her neck and her cheeks were starting to swell. Her pretty dress was ripped and her body was limp. I had to think fast about how to look after her...
I went to the fridge to get some ice then I found some alcohol and disinfected her cuts.
I wanted to make her look pretty again, the way she did me. I ran the bath with some warm water, undressed her and somehow managed to get her in.

She sure was beautiful with a sexy body that turned me on. I wanted to touch her but that would have been wrong, so I didn't. I just sat there and iced her face then washed her long silky hair.
I wonder what she would say when she wakes up? Will she kick me out? Will she be angry that I undressed her?

I was pretty banged up too, with half my face bruised up and my hair all in a mess. I decided to slip into the tub with Miss Santiago and relax while we both soaked in bubbles. I wish things could have been different in my life but they weren't. Jaden was my reality, but now... Miss Santiago is my dream!

I began to dream a very erotic dream and Miss Santiago was in it. I had no idea that she would wake up before me and catch me masturbating in the tub with her in it...


( To be continued )...

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Seven )

                                                  "Making Passionate Love Vs Fucking"


I was distraught and wanted to end my life right there in the hotel's decadent washroom.
I was hating on myself and the reflection that I was seeing in the mirror, when a beautiful woman walked up from behind me and started comforting me. She was approximately ten years my senior.

Her eyes were beautiful and full of love and her touch was soft and gentle...

"Oh, my sister! What is so wrong that your beautiful face is full of tears?" She gently asked me.

I looked at her and couldn't say a word, but my tears spoke for me. She softly took my hand and lead me to the chair nearby the door. She didn't say much but she touched me with her lovely hands, letting me know that she was there once I was ready to talk. She got up and passed me the tissue box and continued to look with love in her eyes.

It must have been at least five minutes before I was able to speak. The first words that came out were


"Thank you!"

"Do you feel like talking or would you like me to just sit here and wait on you?"

"I don't know where to begin..." I said with tears still flowing from my eyes.

"Begin at the start. What triggered this emotional breakdown tonight?"

"My boy-friend and I have not been getting along and tonight I got fired from my singing job at the lounge! I'm in debt and have not paid my rent in two months. I don't speak to my parents and I don't have any real purpose in my life!"

"How old are you my sister?"

"I'm twenty-two years old but I feel like I'm forty-two!" I retorted, not knowing how old this lovely lady was.

"I'm forty-two and let me tell you that all this bad stuff has an ending! Much like you, at your age, I went through some bad things that nearly took my life. I fought back and hard for what I deserved and never got given in life! I took life's beatings but I never got knocked out, because I kept getting back up! Do you undertstand what I'm saying?"


I nodded and continued to listen to her.


"I put myself through school with three jobs and barely had any food, I even had to eat part of my cat's dinner because I was so hungry. Yet, to look at me, you would not think I ever went through the trials that I did, am I right?"

"How did you manage?"

"I got rid of all the people that were dead weight n my shoulders and anyone who drained me of energy. It wasn't easy! I loved everyone but they didn't love me the way I loved them. I had to make some difficult choices and abandoning friends and family was the toughest! But I had no choice if I wanted to survive and make something of myself!"

"But I'm nothing like you! I'm not much to look at and I don't have any education. I dropped out a few moths prior to graduation, I'm a loser!" I began to weep again and was pulling my hair.


She stopped me by hugging me and telling me that everything always works out for the better.
I don't know what it was that made me feel sexually excited, but I can only guess that it was her kindness, the way she looked and her perfume.

I had always been open and free with my sexuality. Perhaps, it is my bi-sexuality kicking in to pervert this beautiful friendship this Lady was offering me. I hugged her and said thank you for being so kind to me. I told her that I had better find another job or the boyfriend and I will surely split up.
She asked me if going home was the best thing to do while I was so upset. She suggested that I stay and have some food with her and get feeling better before going home. She was right! If I would have gone home, there would have been a fight and more pain would be inflicted on me. I accepted her offer to eat. She cleaned my face up and re-touched my make-up. She did such a fantastic job, I actually thought I looked pretty! 

After dinner, she offered to drive me home. Once we got to the front of the house, my boyfriend was waiting at the porch with a bottle of beer in his hand.


"I will stay here and make sure nothing happens to you Soraya. I will be right here. Don't let him hit you again, do you understand?"

"I'll be alright Miss Santiago, I promise. You have done so much for me already, I don't want you to waste your time anymore!"

"I will wait right here to make sure. If you feel the need to get out, fetch a few of your things and come back out. You will stay with me until we can get you straightened out, understand?"

"Yes, Miss Santiago. I will be okay, but would it be alright if I call tomorrow to talk with you again?"

"Absolutely Soraya, absolutely!"


I barely got up to the front porch, when Jaden lifted his fist and knocked me right to the ground! He was going to hit me again, when all of a sudden, he fell to the ground!
It was Miss Santiago, standing over Jaden's unconscious body on the lawn...


( To be continued )...

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Six )

                                                  "Making Passionate Love Vs Fucking" 

"Are you ready to experience my cooking? I promised you a 5 course meal, so you better have a good appetite!" he said, with a devilish tone.

We entered through the garage and I could feel myself getting wet at the thought of what might happen next...

We didn't get any further than the living room, where the fireplace was. He began to light the logs and pulled my furry blanket off my leather couch and laid it on the floor. He motioned me to come over...

He was absolutely stunning with his blond wavy hair and light blue eyes. He undressed me very slowly, as we stood up against each other. Once I was completely naked, he undressed himself slowly as his eyes feasted upon me. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter from the anticipation.

He then began to rub up against me teasing me with cock. After a few seconds of that, he kissed me and began to suck my neck until we got down on the floor where he slid himself in slowly, from the front. He went slow at first then verociously faster...
He was going hard at it until he noticed, I was sweating like crazy.

He then laid me on my back and began to eat me. He went back and forth from eating me to fucking me for a good hour or so and wouldn't let me cum. He began to kiss me again then told me that he was going to shove his cock in my mouth and that I'd better suck it good...
This back and forth deal went on for another hour until I was exhausted.
When he saw that I was almost completely drained, he fucked me good and steady until I came and my whole body went into seizure.

That was the best fuck I'd ever had and I wanted more! I thought I was going to get more, when he began to get dressed...
I asked where he was going. He replied, "I'm going home to my girlfriend to make love to her."
He gave me a kiss on the cheek, thanked me and he was out the door within minutes.

I was still on the floor, with my furry blanket around me to cover up my nakedness.
I guess, it was what I wanted and I got it. So why did I feel so shitty afterwards?
His words repeatedly came back to my thoughts for years...
"I'm  going home to my girlfriend to make love to her."

I never saw him again after that night, but I've never forgotten what he taught me after he gave me what I wanted... Great sex and good fucking doesn't mean the same thing as 'Making Love'!

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Five )

                                                  "Making Passionate Love VS Fucking"
                                                                       

He pushed me against the back wall, and groped me. I felt him get harder and harder, until I couldn't stand it anymore and told him to 'Fuck' me!

He did and he did it well. It took me no time, before I came violently!

It was rather quick but fantastic, none the less!

When we got done, He said, "That was just a preview. Now, we can go back to your place and we can have that 5 meal course that you were really craving!"


I gave Jason the keys to my BMW. I wanted him to drive, so I could do naughty things to him and to test  how well he could focus. I must say that he was good at driving while getting a blow job.
He was only but about a mile away from my house, when he decided to pull over at the nearby Starbucks Coffee. It was closed and I wondered why he pulled into the parking lot.


He put the car in park, came around and opened my door.

"Come on Lucy!"

"Where are we going? Starbucks is closed!" I said laughingly...


He helped me out of the car and proceeded to grope me. He lifted me and placed me on top of the hood of my car and spread my legs. I was nervous at first, and tried to resist.
He held me down and continued to lick me, like I was ice-cream.
I wasn't going to pretend I didn't enjoy it. His tongue continued to probe my already swollen clit.
The thrill of being completely exposed in public like that, was a real rush!
I felt myself tighten up and what followed was another incredible orgasm!


After he was done, he picked me up and said jokingly, "That will teach you not to mess with me when I'm driving!"

We continued to our destination to my house, which was literally about 5 minutes away.

I sat quietly with a smile on my face.

I can't wait to see if he will deliver with his 5 meal course. The evening was just beginning.

He's right about doing his best to  please me. I have no complaints so far and have a feeling that I now have a new addiction.

I have a feeling I will need more and more as the night progresses.

My house will never be the same with what's about to take place.

Finally, we pulled into the driveway. He got out and opened my door for me...

"Are you ready to experience my cooking experience? I promised you a 5 meal course, so you better have a good appetite!" he said, with a devilish tone.

We entered through the garage and I could feel myself getting wet at the thought of what might happen next...  

( To be continued )...

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Four )

                                                 "Making Passionate Love VS Fucking"

I was thinking how this all came about...

At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, but I'm now pretty sure that it wasn't!

It's a very interesting hunt.

My prey is all too willing, but is smarter than the past preys I've encountered before.

I like it!

It was during dinner that I first noticed him walking around.

He seemed friendly and had a beautiful smile. He was my waiter and was very attentive.

He came over right away, and welcomed me, with a smile on his face.

He was somewhat flirtatious but not over the top, which I found very attractive.

He is playing me for a good 'tip'. Smart! He will get a 25% tip and more, if he keeps playing my game.

"I'm at your service, so what might your pleasure be Miss?"  

 I asked him for his recommendation, on what was the best dish the place had to offer.

"Do you like steaks? If you do, then you must try our 'Filet Mignon'.

It comes with either regular baked potato; honey glazed yam or our special rice pilaf.

That also comes with our very best blend of vegetables." He recited, while perusing over my cleavage.

"I'm a meat girl, I love meaty steaks!
'That'  Mr. Wiseguy, might be my pleasure!" I said with a giggle.

I threw my back against the soft seat, to give him a better view of my package.

"Did you want me to put the order in now, or would you like to wait for your company to arrive first?"

"I am dining alone, kind of a solo thing, you know!" I replied, with a smile.

"Got it. Did you want the regular potato, the yam or the rice?"

"The sweet stuff and super glazed, please!"

"Pardon? You mean the honey glazed yam?"

"Yes!" I said, while my eyes roamed his entire face and body.

If he didn't know that I was interested yet, he knows now. He just smiled and said "I will put a rush on it for you."

I said "Great, 'cause I'm famished!"

I then gave him a compliment in regards to how striking his eyes were.

He thanked me, then complimented me back on how lucky my husband, or boyfriend was.

"I'm afraid I don't have either one. I'm single as can be!"

"Hmm... I guess I'll just have to service you as best I can tonight!"

"I'd like that and maybe, you can advice me on the desert as well?"

"Sure thing. I have the perfect desert to recommend. By the way, my name is Jason"

"Please to meet you Jason, my name is Lucy, short for Lucia."

He was right about the main course being exceptionally good.

Shortly after dinner, I was moved here at the lounge to have my desert.

I thought I missed out on the chance of getting him, but he was one step ahead!

He made sure he was also my waiter at the lounge.

I wonder what happened to my original waiter that greeted me? Never mind!

I know he will be mine tonight, so I will play this little game of his.

I like it so far! My imagination is running wild now...

Where will we end up fucking, I wonder?

If I had my choice, I think I want it to be somewhere really 'Riske'.

I finished my Creme Brulee and motioned him over to get my bill.

"Are you leaving already? Not interested in some more Spanish coffee?"

"No, I'm feeling rather energetic and need to get rid of some of this 'nervous energy'. I'm craving for some adventure!" I said beckoning him to take the bait.

"I see. If I may be so bold, as to suggest some company? I am off in 15 minutes. I can meet you in the parking lot, if that is something you are okay with?"

"Sure, that sounds perfect! All your suggestions have been spot on, so how can I turn that offer down? I will have another Spanish coffee, while I wait. I will pay the bill then meet you at the parking lot. I drive the white BMW M5."

"It's a date! You won't be disappointed! We gotta play it cool though, so after I bring you your last drink and bill, I will not come back okay?"

"Okay... you're off in 15 minutes, so I will give you 30 minutes total, then I'm gone!"

"Deal!"

I took my time with my last drink, then headed off to the Ladies Restrooms. 

I was busy washing my hands when the door opened up and it was Jason.

I was shocked!

He took  me by the hand and led me inside one of the stalls, that was very private.

There he started kissing and undressing me, while I did the same to him.

He pushed me against the back wall, and groped me. I felt him get harder and harder, until I couldn't stand it anymore and told him to 'Fuck' me!

He did and he did it well. It took me no time and I came violently!

It was rather quick but fantastic, none the less!

When we got done, He said, "That was just a preview. Now, we can go back to your place and we can have that 5 meal course that you were really craving!"

( To be continued )...

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " ( Part Three )

                                               

                                                    "Making Passionate Love VS Fucking"

I've been single for awhile now and ready to get back on the meat market!
I'm not looking for 'Mr. Right', but I am looking for 'Mr.Good-Fuck'. I worked hard all week and need to get out.
My career has taken a toll on me as 'Lawyer'. I have spent countless hours dealing with criminals and greedy bastards, who I would like to torture personally. I hate them all and I hate my job, except for the money that I make!

Tonight, I will leave all my work at the office and hopefully bring something home, that would give me great pleasure, rather than the mundane things of life! I got my nails done; hair done; shopping done and I look 'Hot' in this new low-back dress I just spent 800 dollars on!

What kind of guy am I even looking for? I'm not sure myself! Sure, it would be nice if he was good looking and had a job, but it isn't like I plan on dating the guy on a regular basis!

As long as he can satisfy me in bed and doesn't snore or smell funky? He's in!

Okay, he also has to be able to use his cock-a-doodle-noodle, the way that pleases me.

This is all about ME!

I sound like a bitch, but so what? There are a lot of assholes out there, that say Us women deserve to be treated like whores? They are the whores and stupid ones, if I may add! 

I made reservations at my favorite restaurant that has a bar. I will be on the hunt to see what kind of dumb asses are out on the prowl tonight. I know what turns me on, so it will not be hard to spot a victim for tonight...

The limo has arrived. It's nicely stocked with champagne, so off I go, to hunt for some fun!

I arrived just in time before the line up started. The hostess was very polite and assured me that I will get the seat I requested for. Dining alone is something I like to do very much.

I can enjoy my food and not have to worry about exchanging chit chat with anyone whatsoever!

I do enough of that at the firm!

This place is packed. So far, it looks like I will have a good choice of desert after my meal.

I must have a sign on my forehead that says "I'm available", but none has captured my attention yet.

My God, Is everyone in this place 'lonely' and looking to 'forget' by way of sex? (including me?)

This is kind of pathetic. Even the patrons who are having dinner keep staring at me.

I can't wait to finish here and get my seat at the lounge, where the hunting can begin...

The dinner was exceptionally good and finally, I am heading off to the lounge.

A nice seat by the fire place, with my 'after dinner drink' is a good start.

"I will have Spanish coffee please" I asked the waiter nicely.

I pretended to look over some paper work I had in my briefcase, in order not to look too availabe.

I am a 'Predator' in a room full of predators, so I need to have my game on right!

The drink came with a surprise...

My waiter changed. What stood before me, serving the drink was a handsome young man.

My guess was that he was about 22-25 years of age. He noticed that I was perusing over paper work and said "Never any rest for the weary huh? "

I smiled and replied "No, apparently not. What happened to my waiter who took my order?"

"He had an emergency, so I am yours for the night." He said with a smile.

Perhaps, he was trying to drop a hint...

He was it! I will need to be smooth with my approach, as the rest of the predators are already waiting to get their chance at me.

I want this waiter for desert! This will be my first time with a younger man and it suits me just fine.

I motioned him over, as soon as I caught him looking at me.

The 'Hunt and Game' begins now...

( To be continued )...

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " (PART TWO)

"Making Passioante Love VS Fucking"

In Part One, I asked the following questions:

What makes 'Love-Making' passionate?
Is it the speed and the ferocity? Is it the 5 minute foreplay?
Is it the Dirty Talk? Is it the size of certain body parts? Is it the Fit of your genitals together?
Is it because you're both fucked up on booze and drugs?...

Let's pretend, we answered Yes to every question. Then what is the Difference beween Love-Making and Fucking? Would you agree that Love-Making should atleast involve Love?  I would!
Love-Making passionately involves a bit more than just  6-8 items listed above.

Making Passionate Love involves both people to be into each other beyond the sex thing!
It means they both have a deep connection with each other in the Mental department; Emotional department; Physical department, and if the couple is lucky... maybe, even the Spiritual department!


Most men and women forget, ignore or just have no clue what 'Intimacy' reallly means.
Intimacy in the 4 areas I mentioned above, is what makes the difference between 'Making Passionate Love' or 'Fucking'.

Don't get me wrong, I like 'Fucking' the Fast and the Furious style. It's good cardio but sometimes,
that is all it is. Both Vagina and the Penis will get raw sooner or later!
I have heard so many tell me how they can Fuck for hours at a time, yada- yada- yada!
I always ask them about being 'Raw' and they always answer "Yes". So what is the point of going for hours and hours?

Perhaps, 20-60 mins is adequate? I would never have a problem doing it multiple times in a day but
we all need to eat and sleep ... and let's not forget Work!
I love everyone's opinion on this subject because it's all educational, if you Listen well to what is being said, you might learn a thing or two. Non of us have to agree, but we all should pay attention.

I will keep the 'Read' on this fairly short and sweet on a continuous basis. I will share with you more stories that are entertaining and mostly, under the Category of "Fucking".

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" MAKING PASSIONATE LOVE VS FUCKING " (Part One)

"Making Passionate Love VS Fucking"

Over the years of working with so many un-balanced people, one of most important things I learned is that Men and Women are confused about what the difference is between 'Making Passionate Love and Fucking'. For the most part, they seem to equate Sex with Love. It isn't totally incorrect but somehow along the way, the meaning of it all got twisted around. Perhaps, it was due to sexual abuse of some sort; the neglect of parents, or bad mentorship. Life isn't Fair period.

I once belonged in the 'similar' category of meaningless thinking, but only for a very brief time.
I loved Passionately, with no 'prejudice' and loved to Fuck as much as anybody else!
However, I have always known that there was a difference! Always!

Sure, I experimented. I even instigated naughty behavior most of the time!
I did so with 'eyes wide open' and heavy on the mental notes because I wanted to know the reality of the bullshit, I was dealing with!

We've all 'Fucked' and been fucked many times. Some were good and some not so good.
Others were just plain Shitty! I find it to be a waste of time, if I can't regard it as a memorable experience. I don't mean memorable as in : "That was a Fuck Fest!"
Orgasms are always great to have but how do you feel afterwards? Do you feel like carressing that person after the deed? Do you even want to look at their face? Or do you just wanna get the hell out of there? Perhaps, you knew all along that you were gonna feel like shit being around that person after the fucking is done, but you did it anyway for the gratification of getting off?

It's understandable! Let me ask you this:
Have you ever looked at your Lover and felt like consuming them, while they are consuming you? It's a double whammy! You just wanna Lick and Eat them...
Not caring about your Orgasm, but looking to Please them as much and as often as they can handle.
This is just a small bit of it.

What makes 'Love-Making' passionate?
Is it the speed and the ferocity? Is it the 5 minute foreplay?
Is it the Dirty Talk? Is it the size of certain body parts? Is it the Fit of your genitals together?
Is it because you're both fucked up on booze and drugs?...
What's your take? Let's hear some comments!