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Subject: {ASSM} Afterglow (MF, contemplative) TBD
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Date: Mon, 16 Apr 2012 20:10:01 -0400
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Afterglow (MF, contemplative)

    It isn't erotic, as such, but it is about sex...

    Sort of.
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    Afterglow
    ----

    They were sharing the afterglow when she reached to fondle his
limpness. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of this."

    He chuckled a little tiredly. "Well, when I can't do, I love to
look."

    She giggled, then, suddenly, sobered. "That reminds me. You asked
me about my fascination for your chest hair, now it's my turn."

    "Oh? Ask."

    "You do a good job of hiding it, usually, but sometimes..."

    "Yeah?"

    "How come you are so fascinated by my butt, instead of my tits,
when I'm naked? It's like... I don't know. Sometimes I think you'd be
happier if I didn't have a front, just two backsides--and two butts."

    He chuckled. "Busted?"

    "Yes. Now, give."

    "I just like to look at butts. Anyone's, really. Yours is handier,
that's all."

    "Not an answer."

    "I know. I suppose it can be summed up as looking at a woman's
butt, your butt, means I can focus on you as a sex object, without
having to worry about things like satisfying your ego, or paying
attention to the stuff that doesn't really have anything to do with my
main purpose in knowing a woman, fucking."

    "Selfish."

    "Never getting tired of my dick, isn't? Does it have to be *my*
dick, or could it be any prick?""

    "Umm... Let me think about that. We were talking about you, for
now."

    "Ok. When I look at a woman from the front, especially when she's
naked, I can learn a lot about her, but what I can't find out easily,
is her sexual experience."

    "Oh? You always comment on how freshly fucked I look."

    "Yes, and that's when you're on the bed, or making a special
effort to get my attention, by deliberately leaning backwards. When
you're standing normally, everything is hidden from view. Sure, I can
see your lips, but that doesn't tell me more than they're stretched,
and that can be from deliberate stretching, not fucking."

    "You, are strange. Do lots of guys think like you do? And aren't
you contradicting yourself? If you can't see anything from the front,
how can you see it from behind?"

    "I don't know about other guys. You'll have to ask them."

    "Maybe I will."

    "I didn't say I could see anything from the back. I don't need to,
and it only works when she's naked, or wearing tight shorts or
panties. Of course, it's a lot easier when she bends over at the
waist, because then she's telling me to look at her sexual parts."

    "Women do bend over for other reasons, you know. Go on."

    "And they can be demure, and bend their knees, but when they
don't, their butt gets pushed back at me, like she's emphasizing it.
You going to say you don't know what effect you're having, when you do
it to me?"

    "It's fun, and I know you appreciate me, and I appreciate you
looking... Oh. I get it. Like an animal, right?"

    "Wouldn't know. It's about sex and the physical stuff though,
mostly, right?"

    "Guess so. Yes, you're right. Being a woman is being sexy, and
sexy means fucking. And I've never been a tease. Goes that far,
exposing myself is a promise."

    "Uh huh. Getting back to knowing about experience, there's nothing
in the back to distract me from your cunt and asshole. If my eyes
start at your feet, they get led to your buttocks and what's between
them. Start from the top, and you're pretty smooth until I get to them
again, and they jut out, providing a full stop to my travels."

    "How do you learn about a woman's experience, or lack of it?"

    "That's the easy part."

    She blushed. "Easy?"

    "Sure. First, an experienced woman has slightly puffy lips, and
they help spread things out of the way. If she does anal sex,
depending on how much she does it, there are fatty deposits that
change the way light reflects off her skin, and in extreme cases, her
flesh forms a natural funnel that guides my eye to her asshole. When
she bends over, it depends on how she positions her legs, but
sometimes her cheeks naturally spread, and I can see the folds and
stretch marks that tell me her asshole is well used."

    "Oh. Umm... Mine?"

    "The signs are there."

    "Obvious?"

    "Very. But not as obvious as they would be if you liked to insert
large objects all the time. Anyone who does that... Well, they
shouldn't waste their time trying to hide what they do, if they are
going to run around naked."

    "Bad, huh?"

    "Not bad to me. To me, it just means they aren't afraid of their
sexuality."

    "Anything else you want to tell me about seeing a woman from the
back?"

    "Sure. When a naked woman faces away and bends over, she's usually
telling me she likes to be looked at as a sex object. There's none of
the mind games being played. You know what I'm talking about. 'Am I
pretty?' 'Do you think my tits are too small?'

    "She's asking me, or telling me, that whatever we've done before
is over, and the subject is now *sex*, and what am I going to do about
it? If all the signs say she's experienced, she's not telling me to
look, she's telling me to get on with it."

    "That's ... Oh. I do get that way, don't I?"

    "Yep. And no matter how much I want your asshole, I always ask
which hole you want fucked, when we haven't made it clear ahead of
time."

    She snuggled, then reached to fondle his erection.

    "Someday, after I do some more thinking about it, I'll try to tell
you the reasons I'm so in love with these. For now, though, we'd
better get some sleep...

    "Thanks, Dear. I have some questions about what you just told me,
but they can wait."

    "Spoon?"

    "Insertion. Asshole. No fucking."

    "Thanks. Make sure the alarm is set before we get comfortable."
    .
    .
    .
    "Done."

    "Thanks. G'Night, Love."

    "Mmmm..."
    ---- 

End: Afterglow

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