What Does Sex Feel LIke for Women?

I read a TON of messages on AFF about how sex is for men, how it feels, what the experience is like. I almost NEVER see anything from women talking about how sex is for women, other than for women to express enthusiasm for sex.

I recently read an article from the National Library of Medicine titled: "Women's Techniques For Making Vaginal Penetration More Pleasurable" that gave me pause. It provided the results of a nationwide study done by a group of physicians at the Indiana University School of Medicine to understand exactly what women do to make penetrative sex pleasurable. The study was well constructed, very thorough, and devoted considerable time to discussing all of the physical things that women do to make penetrative sex more pleasurable. They boiled it down to four elements: "Angling": (rotating, raising, or lowering the pelvis/hips during penetration to adjust where inside the vagina the penis rubs), "Rocking’: (rubbing the base of a penis against the clitoris during penetration by staying all the way inside the vagina rather than thrusting in and out), "Shallowing": (penetrative touching just inside of the entrance of the vagina - not on the outside, but also not deep inside - with a finger, penis tip, tongue, or lips), and "Pairing": (when a woman herself or her partner reaches down to stimulate her clitoris with a finger at the same time as her vagina is being penetrated).

I read this, and my first reaction was: "Well, yeah, all of that!" Of course, when I have sex with my lover, we do all of the things and then some. Then I thought, it seemed that all of this was a complete surprise to the researchers, and it occurred to me that many men have very little idea of how sex REALLY feels to a woman.

I love having my lover penetrate me. I love having my lover lick and touch me. I love touching myself while my lover is inside me and I love having him deep inside and grinding my pussy on him and on the base of his cock. He gets all of my pleasure triggers without me having to say or do anything, and, in fact, he has awakened me to pleasure triggers of which I was only dimly aware before him.

When we are touching, kissing, undressing, before any overtly sexual acts, it's incredibly intense, looking each other in the eyes, anticipating intimacy, and it's like a whole other part of your brain takes over. I don't have the words to explain the bodily sensation that I feel at that moment, but the feeling of getting wetter and wetter and knowing he's going to enter me is one of my favorite moments of it all.

When he first enters me, I feel deep pressure and a pleasurable electrical jolt, because he's long he hits deep inside of me, and there's also another sensation, like a sparkling glittering radiation feeling. Then, I feel stretched and filled, and that aching desire to be filled up is satisfied. I like to be teased so that first thrust all the way in is probably the most amazing. I actually like it so much that sometimes he will pull out completely and make me beg for it again. The thrusting is like applying pressure again and again exactly where I really want it, so every thrust feels like relief. As he pulls out I feel myself gripping to pull him back in, and I consciously squeeze him to keep him deep inside.

The longer he is inside of me, moving, or me grinding on him, the entire sensation is incredibly wet and warm. The heat of our bodies rises as the heat between our legs rises, and my breath quickens. I can feel my own moisture starting to flow from me, over his shaft, coating the base of his cock, and I can hear the wet, unmistakably sexual sounds of our fucking.

Often, even before I am ready to cum, I want to see, hear and feel him cum. I want to look in his eyes as he experiences pleasure, see the waves of pleasure contort his face, hear his groan, and then that rushing, throbbing feeling of the semen shooting through his cock deep into me. I beg him to cum, knowing that he will remain hard and erect for me even afterwards, and he smiles and closes his eyes. His face tilts up, and his back arches, and then, I feel it: warm, wet, at once both slippery and sticky, in me, running from me, and my own arousal starts to spike with his. My hunger to orgasm with him grows. I slow down, allowing his sensitive cock to enjoy the sensation of orgasm, until I can see his breathing slow and I can feel the insistent throbbing of his cock subside.

I feel very wet and very warm, between my legs, but also, over my entire body. The steady pleasure from being penetrated throbs inside of me, and my clit is suffused with a tingly warmth that spreads throughout my pussy, building, building, like getting closer to the top of a mountain or like a rubber band that‘s getting stretched to its limit, and, then it suddenly snaps and I orgasm, gasping, screaming in overwhelming pleasure and massive explosions of heat and pleasure that overwhelms my entire body and consciousness. I’m acutely aware of his hardness inside of me, and, almost involuntarily, I start grinding on him and shouting for him to fuck me. He responds, and the thrusts of his long, swollen cock in my spasming, throbbing pussy prolong and intensify the sensations of my orgasm. As that sensation slowly subsides, he orgasms in me again, and the sensation of the spurts of his cum in my still-throbbing pussy are like small electric shocks.

We fall back on the now damp bed, breathless, and I wrap my arms around myself, glowing inside with residual pleasure and an overwhelming sense of relief, happiness and relaxation. I look over at my lover, his still erect cock bright red, shiny with our sex, drops of cum oozing from the tip, and see that he is also panting, yet happily smiling and glowing.