I'll tell you what it means to me as a woman...for me sex is not a means to an orgasm, but a means to intimacy. If i get an orgasm, great, if i dont, it means more to be to have had him inside of me than to orgasm by myself. I have a lot to say on this subject because there is a lot of misconceptions about how women interpret their sexual experiences. Men look for the orgasm as a real sign of her satisfaction. Let me invite you into my thoughts... The connection Part I: All day long i yearn for him to be inside of me. To feel his breath in my ear and his muscles tense up as i wrap my arms and legs around him. The kisses we share goes into my depths and down to my netherparts to show him their response. I get flushed and hot no matter how cold the room is and our bodies stick together slightly as we move all over one another. I take in his smell. A smell like no other man i've ever smelled before. I smell his neck before i gently bite it and follow up with a lick. I move downward to smell his chest hair and become intoxicated as i rub my nose in it. I stop and look at his body below me and see the little smile on his face...a smile of being entirely content with me at this moment. Nothing else matters to either of us right now. Just the goal at hand. Neither of us can wait to feel that first thrust and i know thats on his mind too. I move downward to smell his dense pubic hair and as inhale i think "mmmm MAN" its the ultimate pleasure to my olfactory senses. I know more parts of my brain light up as i take in his scent and my pussy responds even more. He thrusts his hips inadvertantly as i move downward. His cock is always rock hard and dripping some precum by this point. I continue to smell his bush as my face gently rubs against the shaft, he thrusts a little more....my pussy gets swollen and engorged wanting him so badly to be inside. I lick his precum off of his hairy belly and tip of his cock. He knows what comes next for him and he can't wait. I can't wait but i try to approach his cock slowly so he wants it even more. I swallow the slimey salty sweetness and go for more of it. I lick at the bottom of his shaft near his balls all the way up to the tip. I make him wait to feel my mouth envelope his cock head. I have to remind myself to go slowly...to not get impatient so anticipation can rise between us. Part II shall come soon my dears. So i can no longer wait to feel him inside my mouth...and i go for it. I can fit little more than the head before he hits my back teeth and i put a hand around his shaft to work in unison with my mouth. He lets me know just how much he enjoys me doing this. His sounds encourage my mouth and hands. I'm careful not to get him too close to orgasm...i know when to stop and to start kissing him to get past the sensitivity. He responds to my eagerness and wants to orgasm if i'm enjoying myself a little too much. But i want his orgasm to happen inside of me. So i lie down next to him to encourage him to give me some attention... Inevitably his mouth goes for mine and i know he can taste himself on my lips...it turns me on even more to think about it. Next he goes for my breasts where it likes to spend some time. He smells the skin between my breasts and inhales deeply. He then grabs a breast and dives into my nipple licking it in circles and sucking intermittantly. I writhe underneath him and hold his head tight against my body, i smell his hair and grab it hard. He does the same thing to the other breast and puts his hand on my pussy to see how wet i am before he carefully positions himself between my legs. I think to myself...i cant wait to feel his soft mouth caress my soft lips and clit. But he teases me first, rubbing his nose in my pubic hair. I grab his head and push it firmly into my parts and he is forced to do what i want him to do. Like a hungry infant to a bottle...he goes for it. Sometimes this leads to orgasm, sometimes not. Either way, he's going to have his way with me and i'm going to love every second of it. Sometimes i tell him to please stop and put his cock inside of me as i can't take waiting for it any longer! Sometimes he stops and puts himself inside of me. The first thrust is sheer heaven...it takes me to another place for a moment and time stands completely still. We both let out moans and the pain mixed with pleasure makes my eyes roll back in my head. I can feel his back begin to sweat and i listen to him as he works his way into me deeper. I help him by pulling him towards me and grabbing his hips. I can't get enough...i could stay in this place forever. As he comes close to orgasm, he stops and i can feel his throbbing cock and i have to stay completely still as to not push him over the edge. We do this many times. We get harder and faster to the point of no return and i know he is going to explode....i work my hips with his thrusts to get him there. The pleasure is so intense. Then i hear his deep voice grunt as his orgasm takes over him and he pushes into me as hard as he can. I hold him close and feel his heartbeat and smell his sweat. His cock pulsates and he collapses on top of me to catch his breath. We lay there in sheer exhaustion. After you read what describes a normal evening with sex in my life...which didn't even describe an orgasm happening on my part, do i sound disappointed? Do i seem to be missing out on something wonderful happening when we are intimate with one another? I know some men and most women who read this will understand what i'm trying to explain. And i hope many of you who read this will be inspired to enjoy the experience with your lady and not be so consumed with thoughts of getting her to orgasm before you can feel like a real man. Sometimes we do and sometimes we don't. There is no pressure there- for either of us. I love orgasms just as much as anyone else but sex is something that brings me closer to my man and has its own frequency of pleasure that can not be acheived alone. If i had my choice to have multiple orgasms alone or none at all during sex, i'd choose the sex any day of the week. For i take pleasure in his pleasure.