I often get lost in my erotic thoughts as I reminisce about the wonderful things my lover does to my body.

He is the only person who has ever been able to arouse me so intensely and to bring me to sexual climax over and over. I love to think about our lovemaking, and I love to share my thoughts and memories with him, describing our scenes of passion for his delectation.

My daydream usually begins with the recollection of our mutual eagerness before the action starts. I think of how the tension builds between us as our excitement grows stronger. My thoughts soon become wild and erotic as I picture my man naked, and feel my urgent need to touch and caress him. I envision how we kiss passionately, looking forward eagerly to what will follow. As I begin to masturbate, my thoughts become even more elaborate and detailed.

My lover slowly starts to take off my clothes, kissing my skin as it is gradually exposed. I remove his clothing as well, caressing and gently stroking his strong body as I do so. Our passion and excitement continue to expand uncontrollably. He surrounds me with his massive, muscular arms, and I embrace him. He moves us to the bed and guides me onto the pillows. I call his name as he delights me by putting his head between my thighs. With his strong but gentle fingers, he begins to knead my breasts and pinch my erect nipples. Knowing just how hard to twist them, he sends ripples of pleasure to my already wet and pulsating pussy.

He delicately opens the folds of my cunt with his warm and eager tongue, exploring every area as he begins to suck. I raise my hips to meet his hungry mouth as he consumes my creamy juices. Crazed with overwhelming lust and desire, my lover moves up to position himself on top of me. But, wanting to return the pleasure he has given me, I push him onto his back so that I can straddle his chest. Bending over, I begin to kiss his strong yet tender lips, tasting the sweet flavor of my own juices. Then slowly, teasingly, I move down his stomach and between his thighs. Once there, I begin to lick his hard, swollen balls. He moans and whispers my name.

I slowly find my way back to his stiff and straining shaft. My tongue slides up to the tip, licking and circling it before I allow my mouth to engulf the fullness of his firm cock. He pushes himself deeper as I fit my eager mouth closely around his throbbing pole, moving back and forth while I suck. When he is on the verge of orgasm, he pulls me up over him until I am astride his hips. I am more than ready, but I tantalize him with my eager cunt, taking just the tip of his member inside me. Moist with anticipation, I playfully move about before slowly lowering myself onto him. My tight pussy squeezes him, clutching at his rigid manhood as I ride up and down. As I become wetter, I move faster, and he pushes his hips upward to meet me each time I come down. Finally I explode with an intense orgasm, screaming out in ecstasy.

Still wanting more, I sit straight up, taking hold of his hands and placing them on my hard firm breasts. As my lover squeezes my nipples I pulsate back and forth, reaching a new stage of passion each time his cock touches me deep inside. He slides his hands down to grab my hips, pushing down on them as he arches to fill me more deeply. With perfect rhythm, we reach the peak, sharing our throbbing orgasm as our bodies seem to flow into one another before finally collapsing with satisfying exhaustion.

After a moment I dismount and lie on my back. He turns to kiss me, and once again my excitement grows as he spreads my legs open. Though still panting, we are eager for yet more. He slides his hardened shaft into my soaked pussy, and I pull my legs up as he pushes himself far into me. He pulls back and lifts my legs higher and further apart. Quivering with tension, I fight to stay still as he thrusts back in, driving himself deeper. Finally he lowers my legs to allow me to control his penetration, and once again we move in perfect harmony, until we both reach the height of ecstasy. Basking in the afterglow, we kiss and gently touch one another, murmuring words of love as we drift into slumber. I am proud of my ability to recall the details of the sexual pleasure I experience with my man. When I am alone, these recollections can bring me to several amazing orgasms. When I share my memories with my lover, it turns us both on so intensely that he never fails to provide me with more material for future daydreams.