Fucking, being fucked

Writing about, reading about, fucking I did almost two years ago, I’m reminded of how passive I was when fucking, how far I’ve traveled since then.  (The Historian has just sent me her contemporaneous notes from the time referenced in this post.)

At the time – and still – my favorite favorite position in which to fuck was – and still is – with me lying down, and her on top, facing me, cowboy-style.  I like so much about this position:  how comfortable and relaxed I can be; how much it requires that the woman take her pleasure from the fucking; how much access – physical and visual – it gives me to her clit, her breasts, her hips, her face; how it lets me use semicolons in describing how much I like it.  I like how I can hold her hips, press her down, and cause her body to move exactly as I want to maximize my sensation; how I can hold her down on me after I cum, while my cock is still twitching, while I begin to feel my heartbeat pulsing in it.

But since then, I’ve refined my fucking technique a bit, in recognition of my partners’ fucking preferences.  It seems, you see, that women like not just to fuck, but to be fucked.  And most seem to prefer to be fucked.  Or at least to feel that being fucked is an indispensible part of fucking.

The fucking, where I’m the active one, pounding away at a woman either from above, the side, or behind?  That was always something of an afterthought for me, not where I took my greatest pleasure, and not, to be honest, something I did particularly well.

 

Fucking like that is aggressive.  It requires that I be in touch with my aggressive side.  This has not come easily to me.  I’m much more naturally inclined toward a gentler kind of fucking, the kind some (but not I) might call “love-making.”  But the ladies seem to dig being fucked – and being fucked hard.  I’ve always been at pains to protect my partners from my aggression – why?  Because I worry it’s too much for them?  Because I worry it’s too much for me?  I’m not sure.

 

But today, when I fuck, I’m as often pounding hard as I am being ridden.  This seems an improvement.

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