Aftershocks

Holy shit! I have not been on here since November! 7 months! Sorry anyone still out there following...I hear chirping...and I don't blame you AT ALL. But you know why I have not been writing about fantasies and more naughty stories? Well, cause my sex life is pretty amazing and I don't fantasize about anyone anymore, except my honey, and let me tell you, that shit gets lived out, not dreamt about:-) Yes, be jealous my bitches. xoxox So...people remember their bests of things, right? Do you remember your best burger? I do, I blog about burgers in my UP blog (sarahslifeupnorth). What about your best car, your best jam, your best whatever? Do you remember them? What about your best orgasm? Do you remember THE best orgasm you had? Well, I have to tell you, in the last 2 years, I have had ALL of the best orgasms. Top 5. Top 10. Hands down. I am not just saying that because I know he will eventually see this. I mean seriously. The man knows how to use his tongue. He knows how to get me to the edge and tease me until I am crawling out of my skin. He knows how to make me climb the headboard and the wall. He can lift me off of the bed WHILE he is on top of me. Ladies, if this is no where near what you are experiencing, then you need to find him. Not mine, he is not a demo product or a tester...he is taken. Hands off. Eh hem, anyhow, find one. They are out there. There are men out there that know. what. the. fuck. they. are. doing. period. Back to the best orgasms...so this past weekend we moved a few loads to the new house. Taking our time moving so there is no rush. We putzed around. It rained. so the old man comes out of the bedroom buck naked and asks if I wanna take a break from whatever I was doing, at this point who remembers or cares what that was. Um, hello, does it snow in the U.P.? Um yes. I quickly jumped up and was unbuttoning my pants on the way to the bedroom where he had disappeared. So as things get hot and heavy, this man has lit me on fire. It didn't help that for the past 2 weeks, my sex drive has been in overdrive for some reason. Not for lack of, either. Just up there. So my nerves are going crazy anyhow. His tongue just made my nerves scream, my skin tingle, every muscle twitching and pulling and jerking. After I don't know how long because who the fuck can tell time when someones face is buried between your legs, seriously. After however long I was up in the clouds, he crawls up on top of me and has his way with me, hugging me close as my body convulsed over and over. And over. and over. and over. and over. and I am still not done. I even said HOly shit...it won't end. How awful is that?? A never-ending orgasm!!?? I would die so happy. It did end. Eventually. My hands were clenched to the headboard and every nerve ending on my body was like an electric fence, waiting to be touched....it was pretty amazing. So yeah, do you remember your best orgasm? I have a lot of bests these days, but that one is up on top. Especially since in the next ten minutes I was laying there, floating down from the clouds, an aftershock would hit me and another wave would surge through my body. Holy hell I love this man. If ANYTHING ever happened to me and him (I mean, it won't because we are growing old together) but just in that case - I feel sorry for any man I am ever with after him. My standards are way too fucking high now. I am glad he will be mine until the end.... ...Death by orgasm anyone??? ~S