Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

What I love is how I can spoon behind you and the fit is perfect, the bottom of your feet resting on the top of mine, front of my thighs pressed tightly against, the back of yours, my cock against the smooth roundness of your ass and my chest against your back. Your hair pushed aside so my lips can rest right there at that place I call home on your neck. We even coordinate our breathing so as to maintain the press fit without breaking the seal. Not only is it the perfect position for sleeping but when one of us awakens in the middle of the night, and it's usually you, when that happens it takes so little, those almost imperceptible moves, that lean back thing that you do, the one that can almost be innocent because you use me to keep your ass warm anyway, but there is something to that lean you have and you seem to know how to make sure my forearm is resting across your nipples which miraculously harden at that first backward movement of yours and I'm not awake yet, but you are, and I soon will be if you keep pushing back at me especially if you maneuver yourself just so and my cock finds its home just like my lips have on your neck. When I stretch and moan you know you have me and sometimes you whisper I'm sorry honey did I wake you in that best pretend soft little voice of yours and by then I have you and if there is any better feeling than that first stretch from sleep slipping me inside you I don't know what it is. Sometimes we don't really even move, we don't have to cause you tighten on me and I throb inside you and every pulse and contraction is magnified in the late sleepy dark and besides, if we move we might break the seal and I'd just rather throb cum inside you cumming on me and who says you have to move to fuck?

And I see no reason to move after we cum other than to part your hair with my lips and find my home on your neck cause we don't want your ass to get cold and besides, this is how we sleep.