Because grinding leads to…
More grinding, actually. It feels soooo good!
Sigh.
I got into grinding when I was a very young man, when my partners and I were generally too shy to go “all the way.” There’s something very, um, attention getting about being able to give a girl and orgasm while you’re both fully dressed!
Later in life of course it was pretty common to move more quickly… and remove clothes more quickly.
But I’ve never stopped enjoying that feeling of holding someone close in my lap, kissing so passionately our faces practically melt together, my hands on her hips or ass pulling her closer so she can grind against me.
Even after you’ve gotten my pants open, and I’ve gotten your pants or panties off, it still feels heavenly when you grind wetly against me, getting us closer and closer.
And even if neither of us can come that way it’s still one of the nicest, most intimate, and maybe the most reliable kinds of“foreplay” before we begin fucking in earnest.
Point being…
Mmmm, grinding!
