Meaningful Touching
written by:
Naked Angel

Whenever I think about all the wonderful things that happen during sexual foreplay, my thoughts always leans towards meaningful touching. I have always been a very sensuous woman and I love it when a man can touch me in the right places at the right times. Some people refer to it as ‘pushing the right buttons' and when it works for me, I respond well to it. Sounds nice thus far, doesn't it? Well, since I am the person writing this, I'll imagine that you are agreeing with me.

So, tell me how well this works for you. Imagine that we are together on a date, the night is going just as you planned, the chemistry feels right, and later in the night you lure me into your bedroom. Go ahead, light some candles and incense, turn on some soft music.

You have me sitting on the edge of your bed when you sit next to me and leave your hand resting on my thigh. The tips of your fingers are under the hemline of my dress, only inches from my buttery muffin. You are touching me just right and I love the way that feels, and I wonder if you can feel the heat that my body is giving off. Surely, you must know that I am really hot by the way my body is reacting to your meaningful touch.

Turning your body towards mine, you lean over to kiss my lips. As my mouth opens under the gentle pressure of your lips, our tongues meet and they begin to caress each other. Mmm, I can feel the passion like a small flame in my belly the moment your hand touched my thigh and your lips mingled with mine, and the longer our mouths are kissing so passionately, the hotter that flame gets, and the harder it is for me to say still. I want you to move your hand those last few inches to touch me. I am aching for your fingers to explore my most sensitive regions. It takes all of my will power not to scoot down and force your fingers to pleasure me.

I'm sure you are thinking that too, and there is no better time than right now. Moaning, I whisper, "Touch me, touch me now."

The moments of anticipation has finally ended, your fingers crawl that small distance and I feel your fingertips caressing the outer lips of my pussy. I'm sure you're saying to yourself. "oh my god, she's not wearing any panties!" Just that very same afternoon, I shaved the hair from my pussy. I know a smooth pussy is what you like. The feel of skin on skin in such a sensitive area is extremely erotic. I know it feels that way to me.

As though possessing a mind of their own, my legs separate, inviting you to a better access of what you seek and for what I desire. I feel the beginnings of your middle finger sliding into my wetness. It makes me moan because you make it feel so good. I hear you moan too when your finger becomes slick with my pussy juice from sliding in and out of me so enticingly.

I'm not quite ready for intercourse yet, but I know that you are already thinking about replacing your finger with your cock. It's okay, your a natural man with natural desires and your cock is already throbbing hard and not getting any attention to speak of. But you know what I need in the meantime, those meaningful touches that will eventually have me begging for it. You add another finger, and finally a third to stroke me with. You wiggle your fingers inside of me, stretching my pussy, making me moan while pushing them deep like you would your cock.

Breathlessly, I tell you how wonderful that feels as your fingers slip from my vagina and rub my clit. By this time, I am so sensitized by what you are doing to me, that my hips are reflexively jerking off the bed.

As our eyes meet, I tell you that I am nearing closer and closer to an orgasm. You want to make me cum enough that it makes you smile. I can tell by the way you are stroking my clit just right with a steady rhythm. This is your goal now, and you are not going to stop until you achieve it. I am so wet now, so slick, so slippery, and your fingers are using that to their full advantage.

My legs are spread wide open now, giving you full access. My hips pump up and down on the edge of the bed, mindlessly fucking your fingers as I begin to cum. I don't even make an attempt to be quiet as this tremendous flood of sensation overpowers my body, and I scream out like a drama queen. I don't care if your neighbors hear. Do you?

Ah, but what now, as my body begins to return to semi normal? I feel like I want to give you some meaningful touching. I know your cock is hard and sensitive. I can see the tent that it's making in the crotch of your trousers. I haven't touched you up until now because it wasn't the right time for what I have in mind for you. But now I push you back onto the bed, lean over, and unbutton and slide down the zipper on your trousers. Reaching my hand through your boxers, I easily find what I am looking for and pull out your very hard cock. Mmmmmm!

Wrapping my fingers around your nice thick shaft, I begin to stroke you with a gentle grip, then gripping a little tighter, I pull a little harder to get the blood rushing to the very tip. Mmm, that's the way I like it when I lean over and slide your big purple head into my wet, hungry mouth. Mmm, I can't help but moan with a hungry lust as I am sucking your sweet tasting dick, and you can feel the vibrations of my vocal chords. It's a real hummer of a blow job and you are liking every bit of it.

Little by little, I take more and more of your delicious cock into my mouth until I have you buried to the back of my throat. Bobbing my head up and down, I love fucking you in my mouth. You feel so good, you taste so good. I know you love my hot, sweet lips wrapped around it, and the feel of my tongue licking the underside of your shaft. I know you're in heaven as you throw your head back and your hands reach for the back of my head, showing me just how fast and deep you want me to suck your hot, delicious cock.

I hear you moan my name... "Angel... Mmm."

You know it, baby. I'm feeling it, your feeling it, we are both getting into what's going on. My hands stroke you up and down, and my fingers play with your hot, heavy balls, as my mouth sucks the very breath out of your body.

Your hips are bucking wildly. Your hands clutching the hair on the back of my head, forcing my head up and down in a faster rhythm, sliding your cock in and out of my mouth, over and over. I can feel your cock sliding deeper and deeper down my throat with every desperate thrust. Mmm, I love your passion!

Are you ready to fuck me now? My pussy is so hot for it, and your cock is totally throbbing for it. Just lay there and let me straddle your lap and impale myself on your rock hard cock. How many inches do you have? Oh, it feels so big!

Sliding down on your cock as deep as I can take it, I manage to bury you inside of me. Oh, that feels so good, baby! Put your hands on my hips and show me the pace. Mmm, that's right... over and over, up and down, rotating my hips, taking it in and out, pushing deep, deep, deep. Oh yes - oh yes...

You are ready to cum, your orgasm engulfs you, you throw your head back, frantically gasping for every breath. I love the feel of your cum puddling inside my body. Watching you lose control triggers my own release, and we are both sucked up in a whirlwind taking us to that ultimate plateau together. White hot pleasure washes over us, the ultimate ecstasy, and we come back to earth in a warm embrace.

These are my thoughts on meaningful touching. I hope I have touched you meaningfully.