Doggy-style sex is perfect for deep penetration that will hit the G-spot, so it’s great for women who like it deep. It’s a great way to achieve deep penetration regardless. It’s part of a bigger family of “rear entry” sex positions. Doggy style isn’t the only way to have sex from behind; doggy style is part of the “rear entry” group of sex positions that range from downward dog. So if you find the “standard” doggy style too uncomfortable, you’ve got plenty of options: use a pillow under your stomach or even brace yourself against a chair. I love fucking a woman traditional doggy style, or the downward dog, or use a pillow under her stomach, or have her brace herself against a chair. The downward dog is an amazing variation of the classic doggy style. It’s pretty similar except for the fact that instead of being on her knees, the woman lies face down on the bed, with her knees slightly bent and her hips raised with a pillow under her abs to give a more acute angle to her hips. Then the guy enters her from behind, which allows the deeper penetration. It’s important to keep in mind that a man should use shallower thrusts instead of deeper ones. It’s a different sort of penetration from traditional missionary and allows the penis to hit the G-spot better, which is supposed to be located somewhere along the front vaginal wall. Also if a woman is bent on her knees, it also allows space for clitoral stimulation with the hand. During pregnancies, this style is more comfortable for the female partner because there’s no weight on the belly. This style is often associated with rough sex and quite popular with the ladies who want a man’s man from time to time. The position is less personal because there’s no eye contact. Also many women aren’t comfortable because it leaves them in a slightly vulnerable position. The degree and angle of penetration can hurt.

It’s finally Friday, Ellen is excited like a little school girl, I’m taking her to the late Garth Brooks concert tonight. John should be here before too much longer. My last message said that she should wear something nice because I wanted to take her out somewhere special before the concert. I said, “ You know what I like Ellen.” After all of those late night conversations that we have had over the past three years, she does know what I like. Her long blonde hair is down, and she is wearing a short black halter dress. Her dress is a little bit low cut in the front, and her back is completely bare. She has on a pair of sheer black stockings and a garter belt, but she can’t wear a bra with this dress. I’m tall, so she putting on high heels, the ones that wrap around her ankles. Now, a couple sprays of her favorite special perfume, her earrings, and a bracelet that I got her. Ellen stands up and walks over to the full length mirror and admires how she looks for a moment. This dark red lipstick makes her look a bit older than she actually is, she is thinking, as she plays with her hair. She starts to walk over to her dresser to find a pair of pretty thong panties that will match the black lace garter belt that she is wearing. That’s the last thing she needs to put on, and she will be ready.

For a second she thought she heard a noise in the other room. She yells out, “ John, is that you?” No answer. So, she just keeps fumbling through her lingerie drawer, humming to herself. Just then she feels a pair of large strong arms grab her from behind. Ellen jumps and took a sharp deep breath, but did not turn around. She feels frozen. My arms are wrapped around her waist and holding onto her arms. She realized after a couple seconds that she couldn’t turn around even if she wanted to, she is being held way too tight in that position. Her heart is racing. My big strong hands are holding onto her, slowly moving from her waist up and down the sides of her body never letting go of her wrists. She pulls her arms behind her back and place both of her wrists into one of my large hands. My other hand moves back around her waist, to her stomach, and up toward the middle of her chest. I took my hand away for a moment to close her dresser drawer, and then put it back onto the front of her neck. I held it there for a second, and then tilted her head to the side. She feels like she can barely breathe. But then she feels my warm lips on the side of her neck. Her whole body is on fire. When she feels my tongue touch her neck, her body starts to tremble. My hands grip her tighter.

She feels my foot step in between her feet and push her right foot out making her legs part. It is at that moment that she remembered that she never did get around to putting on her panties. She needed to close her legs.