Making Love
For if, when I launched this blog I would speak with passion, and so far only talked about sex.
We should speak of love and infatuation, two different feelings and not degrees of it, talk about love and want, which is not the same, also of passion, sex when you are in love ... only then sex transcends the pleasure to become something else. It is no longer sense pleasure is another thing, it's merging with the other.
That is, if the other or the other is good or bad lover, if it leads to heaven of the senses, or not even reach the runway does not have the slightest importance (well, after a time if, but at first it is the same). I have him or her, is there with us in bed, in the car, on the beach ... do not want more. And when we make love (and allow me to write it in capital letters) feel the other's body as an extension of their own, because they will be full merger. And if you move good, bad or regular it will be the same because, lost in their eyes, we realize if you move or squirms.
The timeless moments the first time with the person we want! we do not move, paralyzed, staring / a, not daring to believe it. That's not sex, is something else.
Probably continue to call sex, because somehow you have to call it, but making love when in love is different to fuck. Eye, you can also fuck with someone you're in love, and, after the first seconds or minutes of stupor, the bodies are animated, until you lose sight of the world, seeking the pleasure. But if you are a making love, this time only a few seconds around the time of orgasm. For before and after, what it feels is the delivery, the proximity of another merger. That is, almost intellectual pleasure - as opposed to sensual pleasure - a pleasure much more complicated than the pleasure of the senses, but learned as opposed to innate. It makes it much more durable than an orgasm, a powder.
The magic moment when my body sinks in it is completely different if we are looking into the eyes, or avoids one of the two eyes. My dear readers, beware of the couple who says he loves you, and you are looking at the eyes at that time.
Now, after this time, a little technique helps 
April 21st, 2009 at 8:16
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