I noticed that many of the women who write to Forum like to brag about their men.

Well, no man in this or any other world can compare with my man. John deserves an entire issue dedicated to him. He’s my rock, my best friend and my lover.

I hear him come in at night, trying not to wake me. Through the dim light shining in the window I watch him undress. First the shirt; the arms that squeeze me when he comes, the smooth, tight muscles of his stomach, and the slight trace of hair growing down into the top of his jeans.

Just watching him move is magic. I have to touch myself — rub my fingers over my pussy, onto my clit. I rub faster and feel the juice well up inside me. I push a finger in, deeper and deeper. I want him to make love to me. I open my eyes and his shoes and socks are off. Slowly, as though he knows I’m watching, he frees the button on his jeans. The zipper is pulled downward. I hear the “ting” of the metal scraping. I can’t wait to feel him next to me. I want his big cock inside of me, making me come.

He slides his jeans over his hips and the hard thighs I know so well. I can see the huge bulge in his sexy black underwear. Then the underwear is off, too. His cock is huge, red and ready for action. I bring my fingers to my lips, tasting my own desire. But he’s the one that I want to taste.

He climbs into bed, kissing my cheek, telling me he’s sorry but he must wake me up. I feign sleep nevertheless. He caresses me, smoothing his palm over my legs, my stomach and finally my tits. He kisses, licks and rolls my nipples. Please, I need him to stick it inside me now. His hand wanders down to my waiting pussy. He touches my clit lightly. “Please,” I moan, “fuck me.” His finger finds the paradise that awaits his cock, sliding in and out. He knows that I’m no longer asleep as my hips rise up to meet his finger, wanting it deeper.

He kisses my body — ankles, hips, thighs. His fingers continue to move in and out of my waiting pussy as he kisses me all over. I turn my head to his huge cock, so near and tempting to my lips. I run my tongue over the head as I feel his tongue enter my hole. I moan and gratefully take his rod inside my mouth, deeper. I hear his moans, telling me that I am doing it right. I want him to fuck me.

My head bobs. I can taste his cock leaking. Delicious! I know he’ll come soon. He sucks my clit, rolling it gently on his tongue. I’m going to come.

I roll from beneath him to sit on top. I bring his cock closer. Just the head is in, but my pussy wants more. I give it another half inch, then another. Oh, he’s so big. I’m moving slowly. He holds my hips in his hands and pulls me in closer. I feel his thick muscle penetrate my cunt and I begin to ride him with all I’ve got.

He gets into a fast rhythm and rolls me onto my back. He’s standing over me like a god. His dick is centimeters from my hole. “Please fuck me,” I cry out. I am playing with my clit while he watches. I look deep into his eyes as I ask him to make me come. He doesn’t speak, but plunges deep into me. my cunt sucks him right in. We’re there.

I feel his rod stiffen and grow even larger while he releases his come inside me. It’s overflowing. I reach down to rub my fingers in it. I bring the sweet mixture of juices to my mouth. His tongue joins mine in licking my fingers clean.

I look at him, saying nothing. I can think of no better way to express my love for him than we just have. We fall asleep holding each other, waiting for the morning so that we can do it all again. No man has ever done for me what John does. I now realize how easily two people can want to be together forever.