Twenty minutes for prefatory kisses, the beginnings of caresses and explorations, 10 more minutes for intense making out, perhaps some “manual manipulation” as she clinically called it, and then…in the sack. As Julie’s body rocked beneath his probing tongue the last thing on his mind was his own need. He thanked the darkness as he felt his blush rising as he began to think of her body as almost something sacred and thought, as the cuddled quietly, as she stroked him gently, “and some guys just want to fuck,” his first and arresting awareness of the difference between lovemaking and fucking. What is she going to feel? His control returned, he began his thrusts again, she repeated her encouragement to him until, suddenly, he felt his orgasm crossing the line. Even at that moment Andy knew that all women would be different, have different wants and needs, but he now knew enough thanks to Sam that he could learn those needs and wants himself. Or maybe change it up; want to be on control?
