I think about the most amazing lover that I had ever had.
I can still smell his skin.
I can still feel his nipples harden beneath my fingertips. He had the most awesome chest, smooth skin and his scent......
I think about how it felt to have him spoon me and make love to me from the behind while his strong hands where on my lower abdomen, the pressure of his touch from the outside of my body while the pressure of his cock on the inside.... I had very little body fat at the time and my abs were sooooooo tight and hard. We could make love like this for hours.
I think about how it felt to feel his body on top of mine while he was making love to me doggystyle. He was so much bigger than me, but I never felt "crushed". I can feel his thighs between mine now....
I think about how it felt to have him facing me, to wrap my legs around him nearly choking the life out of him when I came...
I think about how I used to love to wake him from sleep giving him head... He would be out cold, totally limp and the game I used to play trying not to wake him, but make him think it was a dream.
I think about how it felt to grab his lats, then his rock hard glutes as it never felt like we could make love long enough... Pulling him towards me as he pulled away, our bodies undulating forever, but never long enough.
I think about how each time his cock would enter my body it ALWAYS felt as if it were the first time... He would always say this as well... It feels like the first time every time... I know he was sincere as I had never heard a man say this to me, ever. But it was also because that was the kind of man he was.
I think about his laugh, his smile, his amazing cock, his dark smooth skin, how beautiful he was from every conceivable angle.
I think about how he would piss me off intentionally then fight hard to keep a straight face as I would jump up and down like a silly little windup doll, then finally how he would bust out laughing. I couldn't stay mad at him for more than 3 seconds even though the bastard would drag it out of my every time!
I think about what it felt like to kiss his big, soft, warm lips and whisper in his ear....
I think about how I felt so small and weak and helpless enveloped in his strong arms, how I felt so safe and protected, like nothing could hurt me.
I think about the most amazing night of my life... the last time I saw him about 2 years ago this time.