Okay, my favorite is this: We come home from a nice dinner and a movie, cut the lights and burn some candleslots of 'em, hop into the jacuzzi to unwind. I get close to her, massaging her back and neck, teasing her with kisses. Very soon, the primal tendencies that coincide with arousal become apparent. Her eyes half-close with the aspect of the on-coming encounter, yet I maintain, drawing every ounce of "need" into her. I skillfully remove the knot holding her bikini top in place, then sensefully slide it off, revealing her perfect breasts. Her nipples are swollen with arousal, so I increase the area of my massage to include her beautiful orbs. Slight moans begin to escape her wonderful lips as I unleash my every skill in making her wet. My fingers trace her spine, trail lightly across her arms, inch their way down her chestteasing her raised nipples, gliding lightly over her areolas, and ever so slowly exploring her stomach, moving with the promise of pleasure, but building heat by always stopping short. I begin to whisper softly in her damp ear, relaying how I want to give it to her better than she's ever had before.

I can hear her breathing faster, feel her heart accelerate. She begins to moan louder, begging for it. I quite literally have to wrestle down my own temptationby now, my length has grown to it's fullest extent, so hard it's almost painful but somehow I manage.

My nerves are aflame, I can feel every touch, every caress. My extended unit is pressing against the small of her back, begging to be allowed entry, but I like to draw things out.

I stand up, scooping her into my arms, my thingy standing straight out in front of me like the bow of a great ship.

I carry her into our bedroom, in which our shadows dance by the light of the many candles. We're both still teasing from the jacuzzi as I lay her on the sheets. She grabs my shoulders and pulls me close in a deep passionate kiss. I begin to pepper her with slight caresses of my lips, slowly inching my way down her wanting body as my hands and fingers take on a mind of their ownlightly exploring and caressing her elaborate skin from head to toe.

My lips reach her glorious breasts and I hear her gasp as she feels my breath on her sensitive nipples. In spite of myself, I smile, knowing my efforts are taking fruit. I continue my lips' exploration, sliding down her stomach.

With a couple precise twists of my fingers, the knots securing her bikini bottom disappear. My fingers slowly draw this last article of clothing from her, revealing the smooth skin of her freshly shaved sex. I let my tongue slide across her skin just below her naval as my fingers caress her personal place.

I am in ecstacy because I can feel the heat of her already, I lose myself in the silken feel of her soaking cunt.

Once more, I take a firm grip on myself, fighting with all of my willpower against the temptation to plunge myself deep into her hot, wet, ready softness.

I make my way ever so slowly with my lips to the beginning of her radiant slit.

I tentively use my tongue to caress her personal place, steadily growing more erotic.

I hardly notice as her back arches, her moans and cries of pleasure are a most glorious song in my ears.

And abrubtly, I feel the spasms throughout her body which indicate her climax and orgasm, so intense that she can hardly breathe. I get her off, but by no means am I finished. Gingerly, delicately, erotically I caress and massage her personal place, bringing another monumental arousal quickly.

By now, my willpower is in shreds, so when she begins to plead with me to be inside her, I instantly comply. No words can describe the amount of pure ecstacy that overcomes me as the tip of my staff finds it's way into her. I moan loadly as I slowly slide my hard shaft into her inch by inch. I gasp as I make it to my limit, the heat and passion and pleasure of her is so intense, she is teeming with a heat like fire, and her softness is so silken it's a true paradise. With my initial entry into her, I become focused, falling into a steady rythm of thrusts and grinds. She begins to moan uncontrollably, her pleasureful cries urging me to climax, but my body maintains it's stamina, stroke after stroke, slowly..

then faster, harder. She begins to cry out in that wonderful mix of pleasure and pain as she starts to get sore. Her softness is gold, so hot and tight. Her lips are stretched around my shaft, pushing me higher and higher towards my orgasm.

Faster, Harder..

I lose myself in my rythm, thrusting with everything I've got, pushing deeper and deeper into her.

My eyes draw themselves closed, my muscles tense, my heart is racing as I feel a monumentous climax racing at me. My moans choke off as I cum, pleasure taking full control of me. I am aware of her reaching her climax just as I do, and I know, this is the best sex I and she have ever had. My orgasm rockets through my body, setting my nerves beyond anything I've ever felt before, shaking my body to it's very core. Well, how's that? It's my idea of a perfect sexual intercourse, and this amount of pleasure is what I always aim for.