What Do You Experience After Sex? (The Joy of Afterglow)

I’m about to cum.

I can feel the nerve endings at the head of my dick about to mushroom. That tingling sensation at the base of the underside of my shaft is like biting into a York Peppermint Patty for the first time.

Invigorating.

My balls, hanging low and away from my body, slap against the bottom of her butt cheeks. I clench her waist tighter and thrust faster and further until…

Eruption.

My knees, quake and I ride a wave of ecstasy as my white lava bursts from my pleasure pipe. My pace slows then accelerates in quick bolts, as I revel in the waning milliseconds of my extended orgasm.

Her face, once buried in the pillow to muffle her moans from whatever passersby walk within earshot of my bedroom window, now resting snuggly atop it. An ecstatic sigh of relief escapes her mouth, before being replaced by a relaxed smile.

“I needed that,” she grins.

“I needed you,” I reply.

My hands, still locked firmly around her waist, are what I use to balance myself. Pressing the full weight of my body on her, I retract to an upright position. My left hand reaches around to grab the base of my dick. Securing my index and thumb around the rim of the condom, I pull out of her slowly, feeling every fiber of her warm walls slithering closed around me.

I toss the used condom to the floor aimlessly. My gaze returns to the beauty before me. As I follow the curve of her robust rump, my eyes follow the split of her peach and trace her spine, which is peppered with beads of sweat.

Some hers.

Some mine.

The room, is hot and the air is clouded by the familiar scent of sex. I lean forward and purse my lips into the shape of a circle and…

Blow.

A cool breeze of air flows over my full lips and onto her back as I work my way up her spine. Arriving at the nape of her neck, I shift her hair to the side and plant tender kisses across her shoulder blades. My tongue, extends outward and grazes her skin before arriving at her right earlobe.

She flinches…

My lips sooth her, as tender kisses soon follow. I part my lips and speak.

“I love you.”

She repeats the three-word phrase, with meaning, conviction and the inclusion of a one-syllable word.

“Too.”

My semi-hard dick, rests in the small of her back.

Dripping.

My post-coitial fluid blends with her sweat, creating a slick playground on her skin. The lubricated friction makes for a pleasure game of slip-n-slide that’s much different than the kind I played as a child.

I roll over to her side and silhouette her frame. My arm, draped over hers, I ease up next to her and we spoon innocently.

“I love these moments,” she says. “When you just hold me.”

I remain silent, but my answer is clear. I grip her tighter and pull her closer. It feels as if our embrace could last a lifetime. It would have had I not interrupted.

“Would you like some water?”

She nods.

I make my way to the kitchen and fill a tall glass with crushed ice and water. Taking a healthy sip along the way, I return to the room. She sits up and reaches for the glace, but, instead, I place it to her lips.

She sips, greedily.

Once she’s had her fill, she passes the glass back to me and I consume what’s left. I place the empty glass on a napkin on the nightstand and return to my side of the bed.

Instinctually, she is drawn to my warmth. I raise my left arm and she returns to her familiar space on my chest. Before settling in for the night, she leans up to kiss me.

I meet her halfway.

Her head, tucked in the nook of my arm, she prepares to drift to sleep with the steady pulse of my heartbeat as her lullaby.

I pull her in closer and plant one more kiss on her forehead.

“I love you,” I exhale.

“I love this,” she replies.

Goodnight.

Can the moments after sex be more intense than sex itself? How important is it for you to be able to experience afterglow with your partner? Does your partner get brownie points for getting you a glass of water (or warm wash cloth) after a hot and sweaty sexcapade? Do you enjoy spooning? Do you have a side of the bed that’s most comfortable for you? Do you enjoy falling asleep in your lover’s arms? Did you miss having a Wet Wednesdays written by NWSO? Was it worth the wait? Are you going to vote for Wet Wednesdays in the 2010 Black Weblog Awards (see below)?

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