What happens if you invite a sexually liberated woman into your bed, one who you discover too good that she's 'bad'?
Nothing short of opening a Pandora' s box, except that it's full of wonderful delights you would only wish you could take this box home.
The guy who was in town on business had no idea what he got himself into. We had a whole night to spend, so I wasted no time in asking what his kinks were. He merely said he was very much into oral. With that I asked if he wanted to explore a little.
Up until the moment when we locked lips, I felt how agonizingly slow our overture was. We started talking over drinks, then talked some more, and talked some more. He was the gentleman sort of guy, which, by all means, was indeed welcome.
But you see, a day before we met, I had a brief tryst with someone who was dying to bang someone badly, as his last time was MONTHS before. Talk about rocking the bed with intensity 7, I left his place about an hour later, as he was expecting company.
You see, you can't get a highly sexual Scorpio lie idly, much less one who burns so slowly. I've had occasions when I'd be so horny several days after a really good romp (and rounds of it), that one-time meet just had to be followed by another...and another.
So back to the gentleman. He was eager to discover, learn the difference between just having sex and really fucking. I think in some ways, the lid of his Pandora's box was pried open. And as he was here on business, after all, when morning came when I awoke, I was surprised to see him already dressed for a meeting. I managed to convince him to lose the clothes for a morning coupling. I wanted to make sure his day started right.
How do you douse the fire of someone whose carnal heat compares to the buildup of the underground thermal pressure? I don't think you can. You let nature run its course and brace yourself for tremors.
