What excites you?

Legs excite ... long, well-groomed, thick, muscular, short... in the end legs are exciting and also insinuate ..., they imply a desire to caress them, squeeze them, curl up with them!
Arms excite..., long or short, muscular or not, tanned or milk-white; strong and muscled or even a little flabby ..., arms arouse and lead to insinuation as well as seduction.
They excite, insinuate and stimulate the libido to an extreme ..., I particularly prefer normal ones (or rather real!), without exaggerations obtained at the cost of a lot of work out (nothing against it, I know there are those who like); soft bellies, tender, with or without stretch marks <unk> that doesn't matter <unk> with pale warm skin that makes us want to stay kissing all day long! Always hint what is coming ... , and excites until near orgasm.
I've heard of a guy who got hard just by leaning his naked body on the belly girlfriend! That is not great! He also loved to have fun licking her stomach and then rubbing ..., people, each with their mania, right?
I heard about another guy who loved his boyfriend's back so much that he used to spend hours applying mineral oil and rubbing his hands on the partner's behind ...
Shoulders? Who hasn't felt the urge to sneak up on their partner and give them a little shoulder kiss (Valeska Popozuda, forgive me but here is another idea). Biting your shoulder also excites you...shoulders are insinuating by nature. When I see a woman sitting with her back turned towards me leaving both her shoulders and part of her back exposed, my dick hardens instantly! It's very beautiful for eyes and body.
Feet! Oh, that's crazy. The feet are the ultimate expression of female sensuality. They excite and provoke and insinuate and sexualize; you may have all heard stories about pedophiles or even seen some videos on the Internet on this subject, but the truth is a feminine little foot, delicate, soft with its curves and details, leaves any hard-nosed dickhead grumpy.
I remember as if it were today the first time that I saw my girlfriend's beautiful little feet; when I touched them, they became so hard and painful. When she deliberately rubbed them on my still-dressed crotch, I thought I was going to enjoy such an intensity of orgasm that it took over me.
I remember a friend who told me that sometimes, even during the work expedient, he and his girlfriend ran to the motel so she could masturbate him with her feet (!) He also loved washing her feet and then kiss them passionately ... Ah, I almost forgot about the guy I met who had a different tara for feet...
Every day, he begged his wife to wear silk socks and with just this accessory she would spend the rest of the night with him; from the moment when he came home from work until they went to sleep she walked around the house naked wearing only silk stockings ..., an interesting detail is that at the end of the evening after having had sex like crazy he masturbated by rubbing half a stick on her still hard one and deposited all its semen in it, leaving it stored with you till the next day or better yet until the next stocking!
Hands. Well ..., here the matter gets serious. The hands are instruments that express a good part of our sensations, wills, desires and longings; therefore hands excite, insinuate, seduce, incite and provoke..., at least for me it is enough to feel the warm and soft touch of a woman's hand that I go to seventh heaven without wanting to leave there.
I distinctly remember one time when I was in a motel with this wonderful woman and after we had climbed so high that there was barely enough energy to get out of bed, she turned around on me, put her leg over mine and started strolling her hand at the bottom of my knee going up very slowly ... .when it got into my groin , just passed his fingertips onto my balls causing me a tasty chill which then exploded on the surface of my skin electrified my roll from an absolute lethargic state began giving rapid signs of life growing and gaining little volume Just a little.
She noticed the result of her manual exploration, and then again passed the fingertips on to a stiffening penis extension, inducing an acceleration in "penis growth"; when it reached the glans she stroked its lower node, taking care to moisten her finger with droplets dripping from the ureter using them as natural lubricant.
I stood up and felt a spasm pass through my body; the next moment she used her thumb and forefinger to squeeze on my glans, even pressing it, which caused me a delicious shiver followed by another spasm ...; I half-closed my eyes letting her continue with her "fun". After some more caresses, she finally took the roll that was already bullet point in her hand, strapped it down and started a delightful punch ..., it was divine!
She masterfully masturbated me, increasing or decreasing the intensity whenever she felt my breath change to indicate that orgasm was imminent. This went on for a long time, delighting in and savoring my muscle contractions, facial expressions and occasional moans until..., I reached climax, whispering to her that I would enjoy it. And there came a delicious gush of semen which licked all over my belly and chest ..., so hands get too excited!
Butt! What is it? Is there anyone who does not agree that butt excites, incites and insinuates many rather obscene things? No, everyone agrees? Well done. The buttocks are the most desirable anatomical detail among both men and women. In fact, it's their anatomy which makes them so interesting to all; curly, prominent, tall, short, with or without cellulite ..., no matter! Butts are delightful to look at, caress, kiss, lick, bite - in a word, they're delicious.
I remember one time when I was so mesmerized by an ass that my eyes almost penetrated the woman's clothes wanting to see its contents; and as a result, this woman felt observed and turned to me asking why I looked at her.
- I was just enjoying the beautiful ass you have!
Honestly, I thought that she was going to get a very loud slap in the face; however, after hesitating for some seconds, she opened up a naughty smile and making an insinuating pose, returned the compliment with a question:
But do you just want to enjoy it, or are there other things that you're going to be doing with her?
Well, needless to say that a few days later we were at this motel and after getting undressed like two scared teenagers I asked her to lie on her stomach down and began licking the back of her neck slowly going downhill until it reached her spectacular buttocks where I went wild: licked, sucked, nibbled and rubbed my hard-core dick leaving him lying in their valley.
We climbed in every conceivable position, from the traditional "Mommy and Daddy" to the so-called "Puppy Dog", which I started by giving a tongue bath on her waterlogged boob that moaned and rolled around asking for more.
And then the magic moment happened, I took a roll out of her little mouth and taking advantage that he was totally limp pointed it at his asshole and after holding firmly to one buttocks pulling him aside let the rest happen.
The glans entered at the first blow, causing my partner to groan and let out a little scream that initially left me hesitant but which lasted only so long as I heard her begging for me to continue because she was holding on and wanted very much to be rabid.
I would roll on that little saddle, making my partner groan and boil and sigh with so much excitement ..., and she enjoyed it several times, making me a fulfilled and satisfied man ... even if I didn't have fun at the time, I would feel happy. But when my orgasm approached, I warned her and she asked me to lick her back with my semen ... which is what I did! I ejaculated like a desperate, throwing the fuck all over my partner's back who moaned and boiled saying that he was loving being licked by me ..., and even after all this, still had energy to continue caressing that wonderful ass until we were forced to leave.
Breasts? Well, now it's gotten really serious because I am a big fan of boobs; large, small, medium, firm, drooped - doesn't matter to me! I love breasts, they excite, provoke, sensualize, arouse and give wings to the imagination. What guy who does not see an offered cleavage wants to jump into it?
I remembered now an interesting situation about this. One day a lawyer came to see me and she was very nervous, so I preferred to give her special treatment and since there was one room available, asked her to come in with me.
As soon as she entered, haughty, irritated and breathing deeply, my eyes were caught in the sight of her marvelous breasts! It should be reported that she had a very exuberant body even for her age (I guessed it was sixty but I later found out with a 40-year-old's body!), but anyway, I was mesmerized by her bulging bust and how even underneath the sober dress stood out from all the sculptural work this woman was.
Without wasting any time, I tried to reassure her about her problem and assured her that it would be resolved as soon as possible. After we talked a bit, I noticed that the look in her eyes was also different ..., she looked at me with some feminine curiosity, hinting there might have been some mutual interest going on at this moment. At the end of our conversation, I asked if she could leave me a card with their phone numbers so I could contact them.
Immediately, she handed me a card and realizing that the most important thing was missing, I asked her to write down her cell phone on the back of the card; without making any objection, she took it back and wrote down her number as I had requested.
After a few days to solve Dinah's problem (that is the fictitious name I gave her here and now), I called her, who promptly answered me. We talked formally for several minutes while I explained how I had solved the problem presented to me and then we started talking about amenities; I found out that she was widowed, lived alone and advocated supplementing her income since the deceased left her with a reasonable pension.
While we were talking, all I could think about was seeing her naked and showing off those suggestive breasts and that body which hinted at countless possibilities. We stayed on the phone for a while until I decided to insinuate something by asking if she hadn't slept with anyone since her husband died. Dinah laughed over the telephone and said she wasn't even thinking about it anymore.
Dinah hesitated for a few moments on the phone and then replied in her slurred, insinuating voice (I'm cutting this short because it took more than just one contact to conquer that delight). We made an appointment some days later.
On the appointed day, or rather on that evening, I pulled up in front of Dinah's apartment building where she lived with her youngest son and called her. She answered my phone and asked me for a few minutes because she was just finishing packing; I lit a cigarette and took some shots while waiting for her.
Within a few minutes, she was walking out the front door of the building wearing legging-type pants and a blouse whose neckline looked more like provocation than an invitation.
Without wasting any time, we headed for our destination: a small hotel in the vicinity that Dinah knew only by referral from friends (!).
Dinah, who had until then seemed to exhibit a controlled composure, suddenly lost her temper and threw herself against my arms, squeezing me and groping my body with her warm soft hands. I felt a touch on the armpit followed by a small pinch of volume emerging unscathed from it. She whimpered lowly and said that she was crazy enough to climb! That was my cue; but still, I continued cramming inside the car feeling the breasts over my blouse and delighting in its possibilities.
With great difficulty, we got out of the car and headed for our bedroom which seemed too far away that night. It took me a long time to open my door as I felt my partner's warm body clinging onto mine. We walked in and I closed it by grabbing Dinah from behind and squeezing her against myself so she could feel how big my penis was.
She rubbed her ass against my groin, turning quickly around and hugging me so that we could kiss a few more times. When she tried to disengage from my arms I took the opportunity of pulling her blouse upside down and as it turned out she lifted her arms and let herself be undressed for my delight; I looked over and saw that her breasts were wrapped in an exquisitely beautiful half-cup bra (which I also call half mouth because they seem to offer their boobs into the male's mouth).
Dinah stepped back a little in order to make me even more excited, and putting her hands behind her let loose the chains of the intimate piece letting it fall on the floor and revealing that pair of wonders; they were breasts from medium to large yet with an exceptional firmness, crowned by broad rose-colored aureolas surmounted by thick, stuffy nipples which seemed to twinkle at me.
I unceremoniously attacked those delights, squeezing them between my hands and shoving the nipples into my mouth one at a time, sucking, suckling and gnawing without hurting; Dinah in turn stroked my hair, pulled my face towards her breasts and groaned like crazy.
The next moment, I left her completely naked and could see that this woman had a body far above average; the buttocks were large, rolled up and firm, supported by thick thigh legs with very little cellulite (although, I must confess, I don't give a shit about any hot women's cellulose!).
I threw that woman on the bed and after tasting her beautiful breasts even more, touched her vagina, finding it was moist enough to wrap my roll, then penetrated it with a quick deep punch; Dinah groaned as she squeezed my back saying how nice this is. We fucked for a long time, and my partner enjoyed several times (something I'm always proud to comment).
Unfortunately, I had time constraints that night and had warned Dinah about this inconvenience; she said she understood my "situation", but still we climbed even higher and I tried to control my orgasm at the limit of my own physiology.
Feeling myself the happiest man in the world, I took my roll out of her vagina and lay down beside my partner who fell straight into a very hard cock sucking with an indescribable agony. She sucked ...and sucked ..., and sucked! Until finally I enjoyed; it was an intense enjoyment from continuous jets and hot viscous semen that flowed along the edges of Dinah's lips which had an expression of pure ecstasy.
Anticipating the facts just a little bit, days later Dinah and I met again <unk> it was during the day <unk> at the same hotel and this time after having fucked without respite I asked to enjoy her breasts which my partner gladly acquiesced as she felt the jets spreading through her delicious boobs. And when I had finished, she made sure to spread my semen not only on her breast but also across her belly by sucking her fingers with satisfaction.
So, breasts are an erogenous zone whose size needs to be evaluated for each situation ..., Dinah and I climbed a few more times and in all of them, I caught myself looking at her boobs with the same interest as the first time ...
Vagina! Ah, of course! Needless to say it excites, incites, stimulates, insinuates and provokes. It doesn't matter the size, whether or not it is covered by pubic hair, if large lips are prominent or not ..., anyway ... sketch, vagina, cricket, this also has no importance at all..., only giving and receiving pleasure is what matters.
I must confess something to you: since a very young age, I have always loved sucking on an asshole ..., for me it represents the best way for a man to show how much he wants a woman..., and this does not mean that I also like being sucked as well (I actually do!), but when I am between a woman's legs I feel full, fulfilled and complete.
And to conclude this testimony with a toast for you I will tell the first time in my life that I had an opportunity to perform oral sex on a woman ... and forgive me if I become too detailed or excessively talkative.
Her name was Judith, a middle-aged woman (between forty and fifty), brunette with short hair, well made body, medium breasts, gifted ass but with consistent anatomy. I still remember her face: tan, adorned with beautiful brown eyes, thin lips in a small mouth and an air of self-possessed women eager to try new things. She had been separated from her husband and lived with two grown children - one boy and one girl.
I met her on an occasion, at least unusual; she was returning from a hanger party in the apartment of a friend ..., Ah! Yes..., Hanger Party; very common in the seventies / eighties and that it was driven by too much alcohol, marijuana and other "stimulants".
Well, anyway I was driving home. It was three o'clock in the morning and the city was still asleep. I was on a wide avenue, speeding slowly when I saw Judith pulled over at a bus stop (at 3:00 A.M.).
Immediately, I went around the block and parked my car near a bus stop and with a smile on my lips asked what bus she was waiting for. Judith smiled back answering that she would wait for anyone as long as he took her home. Suddenly I offered to take her since at this time of night she would have to wait quite a while until the first regular bus showed up.
She hesitated, joked and babbled but when she saw that I wasn't some kind of freak, she stumbled upon it by getting into the car. She was wearing long trousers in social style with a blouse on her collar and sleeves which gave her an air of grandeur revealing her cheerful, expansive and almost youthful manner.
We had a pleasant conversation on the way to her house; she guided me all along, and whenever possible we caught each other with curious glances. When I parked my car in front of her home after some time, our conversations were like old acquaintances.
She told me about her life expectancy and future; she was a teacher in the municipal public school system, had applied for a position as headmistress of an elementary school eagerly awaiting publication.She wanted to do some small renovations on the house and also take a trip north-east ... but there came a moment when we penetrated into a more intimate field and I knew that Judith has not been climbing since long time ago.
Well I wanted to be bolder that night, or rather Saturday morning, but unfortunately there was no gap in our conversation for acting this way. The evening had gone far and the sky was getting slightly blushed, announcing that day was coming when he asked me if I liked dancing...
She made fun of my embarrassment in confessing it and said that I was still very young and soon someone would appear at my age who would teach me to dance ..., did not lose the lead and asked if she could be taught by her ... Judith puzzled even under the appearance of being too young, but I was more incisive and told him that although he is younger, he likes women with more experience.
Judith took a deep breath and, after a lapse of fear, she invited me to dance that Saturday night, which I immediately agreed. We arranged to meet at the CINE COLISEU where Zé Béttio (I apologize for those who don't even know whom I am talking about ... nostalgia has no age ..., this is what <unk>youtube<unk>) was dancing in it.
We parted with a promise to meet at the dance that night. I went home excited, frightened and full of expectations. I must confess it took hours for me to get through that day because all I could think about was Judith and how badly I wanted to have sex with her. When evening came around, I showered, changed my clothes and grabbed my Vokswagem <unk>TL<unk>, which had been washed very carefully (after all, Brazilians love cars!), and walked into the ballroom.
I'll spare you the misfortune of saying that everything which could not have happened on this night did happen: flat tire, gasping engine, greasy clothes and dirty hands ..., in short a complete disaster! And when I parked my car near the Cine Coliseum building, I felt strangely defeated. It was too late because I had wasted an enormous amount of time solving problems preventing me from reaching my goal and meeting Judith.
I walked into that huge hall feeling completely defeated; the place was terribly crowded, even though it was after two o'clock in the morning and the musicians still had courage to play songs which stimulated those present to dance frantically. With my keen eyes I swept through the vast hall looking for Judith, but after some time without any success, I imagined she got tired of waiting on me and found another company for the rest of the evening.
Feeling a wreck, I crawled out of the ballroom and went to a little stall opposite where I ordered some soda.
Suddenly, an <unk>Oi<unk> from the small crowd that had gathered at the balcony's exit lifted me out of my lethargic state; it was Judith with a captivating smile on her lips and twinkling eyes... she looked simply stunning in a falling-out blue turquoise dress and high heeled shoes ... I delighted to see this beautiful middle-aged woman wearing her own clothes for a gala event walking towards me.
As soon as we met, Judith embraced me and kissed me affectionately; I returned feeling rewarded for all the misfortunes that night had acted as obstacles to our being able to see each other. After a little talk <unk> with me narrating what it was like getting there <unk> Judith regretted that the dance was about to end and asked where we could go ...
My intention was to suggest that we go to a motel where I could see her naked, but I hesitated with the typical reluctance of young people who don't know when they should be shot. Not knowing exactly what to do, we got in my car and threw ourselves into each other's arms, exchanging kisses full of desire and caresses laden with lust. And as we took a break for ourselves, Judith confessed she had been eagerly awaiting me ..., she had an infatuation for me!
That made me exult and without wasting any time for her to think I turned the car key starting like crazy. She asked where I was taking her, and I replied that it's the only place we could satisfy our desire. Judith didn't say anything else after that.
We arrived at the fuleiro hotel (the only one I knew in the vicinity) and after facing the grumpy attendant who looked at us full of cowardice, Judith squeezed my arm and whispered into my ear that she did not want to stay there ... we went back to the car and I was filled with frustration thinking that everything was lost. That's when my partner suggested that we go for a drive-in;
After ordering a drink for her and a soda for me, we eagerly awaited the waitress who did not take long to bring our orders. Judith sipped two gulps of her beverage while I barely touched the soda. We gazed at each other with second thoughts and immediately jumped into the backseat.
Judith got rid of her shoes and after lowering the dress, she displayed her breasts to my gluttonous eyes; I leaped over them sucking and licking their stuffy nipples leaving my partner outside sobbing while stroking my hair pulling my head towards his chest.
After a while, I left Judith's breasts and undressed as best I could revealing myself to her in my post-adolescent nudity; she looked at me like she was looking at something very exciting. I broke the mood by lifting up her dress and seeing the cotton panties that protected her vagina. I touched it with my fingertips feeling moisture percolating through the fabric and making my partner groan twitching from erection.
Carefully, I pulled the small intimate piece down to knee height; intended to smell that wet little touch but Judith prevented me by leaning her trunk and asking for my help in getting rid of not only her panties but also her dress. Naked at last she reclined on the side of the car and opened up her legs offering me her few shiny vaginal hairs from the slowly flowing moisture.
I drew my face close to that temple of desire and very carefully touched it with my lips feeling its warm, bittersweet moisture; kissed Judith's little cheek making her twitch whispering how good she was. With this encouragement, I felt impelled to go on. Walked my tongue over the big lips placing them between my lips and sucking gently. Explored their insides until reaching a clitoris which was swollen and pulsating (I had never sensed female sex in my mouth ..., so everything was new for me!).
The first licks were a bit shy, hesitant ..., after all it was a new sensation, new taste, new experience. But Judith knew how to encourage a man because she moaned and hissed and said in an intermittent voice how much she liked being sucked by me. I became ecstatic with this new possibility while improving the way of licking that delicious mouthpiece. I hardened my tongue and began to lick from the lowest part (near her butt) and went up gradually.
I stood in her little hole and used my tongue like a small pinto, inserting it and simulating back-and-forth movements; Judith went mad all at once by squeezing the hair that was tangled between her fingers and groaning even louder... and this is when she mocked!
I began to suck her greedily, nibbling lightly on her clitoris and listening to her uncontrollable groans and the spasms that took over her body ... Judith made fun of me in my mouth as many times as I could offer it ..., and I no longer wanted to stop; if that night was only about orgasms that I had provided for my partner, I would feel fully satisfied.
I continued sucking and licking until my tongue ached, then Judith pulled me over to her side begging for a fuck...and the penetration was easy as my partner's little hole had been lubricated and dilated enough to get my cock in it.
When I felt my orgasm approaching, I told my partner that our little game was coming to an end; she grabbed me tightly and asked me to finish it outside of her because she wanted to see me having fun ..., and as I also liked the idea very much, I complied with her request. I pulled out my stick and knelt in front of my companion who had helpfully taken a small roll of toilet paper which accompanied the drinks, stretched it towards the hard roller, trimmed it so that it could work as a prop for enjoyment.
I masturbated vigorously until I felt my body contract violently and the roller pulsate even more announcing the joy that rose from inside my bowels; finally, I enjoyed ..., ejaculating furiously with long slimy jets. Unfortunately, the protection offered by Judith's hands was not enough and she became moisturized with my semen.
We used all the rest of the toilet paper roll, which still didn't work out as expected; anyway we hugged and stayed together.
Some time later, we were surprised by the first rays of morning that was still born shy but with the necessary determination to alert us that it was time for departure. We dressed up hard and then jumped into the front seat. I honked a horn and as soon as the waitress approached I asked for the bill (a charge for using space!).
I parked the car a few blocks from Judith's house (after all, she was still a divorced woman with older children); we kissed and I thanked her for giving me my first blowjob. She stared at me and smiled saying that it was she who was grateful ... And so this is how my first time in oral sex came about ..., did you like it? So comment (if you want).
P.S. My adventure with Judith didn't last long, because she thought I was too young and decided to get away from me ... but anyway the experience stayed ..., forever!