The Magic 4

Marcus had always believed that true sexual synchronicity took time--four encounters, to be exact.

His idea seemed ridiculous even to himself, and when he shared it with a lover many years ago, it was met with derision and scorn. So he put the idea away, and it sat in the corner of his mind like a bad boy who had just been told that his mother doesn't really think he is the most beautiful boy in the world.

The idea is quite simple. Sex that works equally for two people takes time, curiosity, persistence, and compassion. How two perfect strangers could jump into bed (or elsewhere) and suddenly have perfect sex is, quite frankly, ridiculous. It's like a fairy tale that we tell ourselves so that we don't have to face the likelihood that things may not work out just like that.

The result is that pairs of sexual partners feel unfulfilled and smile through these now incomplete encounters...

It made him think of one of his favourite poets, who wrote:

We wear the mask that grins and lies,

It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,--

This debt we pay to human guile;

With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,

(by Paul Laurence Dunbar)

So this was the beauty hidden in anticipation when Dawn and Marcus met online. The low risks of talk over distance allowed them to be truthful and honest about who they were and what they desired from each other. Marcus felt that this was the time to share the secret of not getting it right the first time.

So, the structure of the Magic 4:

1. Sex for her

2. Sex for him

3. Sex for us

4. And repeat (just to be sure we got it right)

Prelude

Jaqueline was always giving to others. She was a friend, a mother, and an experienced leader of theatrical productions. She listened, she led, and she offered her innermost world so that others could flourish. Now she needed something for herself, or the little girl in her would be lost forever.

Going onto a dating site was her gift to herself as she took a tentative step back into the sexual world. She'd heard of the infamous "dick pics" from her sister, who had read about them in The Swiss Times newspaper, and she solemnly advised her to have fun but "be careful."

During Dawn's daily showers, she wondered who would love these breasts now that she was on her own. She liked her nipples but felt... older, and, well, not as beautiful. As she applied soap to her skin, her right hand comforted her by sliding into her pussy and pressing her clit. It felt reminiscent of a baby sucking its thumb.

"...there's life in the old dog yet," she muttered to herself with a smile.

She wasn't really sure how she found Marcus or what it was about him, but suddenly she was in this "relationship," sharing her deepest desires in writing with him. Now it was likely to become real... as in skin to skin.

No. 1

She dreamed about the look and feel of coconut oil on his skin as she sat on his cock and rode it, every movement sending a lightning shock to her brain as her clit was massaged. She reflected on how she would lie back and enjoy his tongue between her legs, sucking and licking her to her first orgasm. It would take time, and she was concerned that he might not have the persistence she needed to reach her ultimate peak--until she remembered his words: "Leave that with me." She pulled his head further into her so he could take all of her pussy lips into his mouth.

Her years of yoga put her in "pole position" to receive him in downward dog. She thought of how she would offer her beautifully ripe rear to him and wait for him to enter her fully.

No. 2

The anticipation of seeing her in her sexy underwear, bought with him in mind, made him lose his breath. He loved holding her tight and kissing her lips once the red lipstick was gone. His hands wandered down to her bum, then tenderly up across the top of her chest and down to her breasts as he traced the shape of her boobs, ending with a squeeze of her ripe melons.

Marcus loved the look and feel of the coconut oil on her skin and enjoyed watching her rub this new sheen onto her breasts. As he lay back, she climbed on top of him, remaining three inches above him, and let her nipples slide across his body.

She always started with a kiss on his lips, then moved down to his nipples and stomach, and finally allowed her lips and tongue to explore his erect cock. Dawn moved the foreskin back to reveal the sensitive head of his penis and drizzled more oil onto it to ensure that the sensations of her hand on cock skin met no resistance.

Dawn took him into her mouth and alternated with licking the sides of his shaft, placing particular emphasis on the edges of the bulbous head of his cock, now fully exposed. She noticed that the tickling and licking motion at this spot seemed to make him even harder, his breathing quickening.

No. 3

When you are cooking a meal for your family, there is a lot of pulling together. One of Marcus's favourite meals to cook on these occasions is a Caribbean comfort dish, saltfish and bakes. It requires preparation, knowledge, observation, and coordination.

Having good sex is similar.

Preparation comes through communication and honesty--taking risks to say what is needed by both people involved, without apology, while trusting that you know the general terrain. Knowledge of your own sexual fantasies must be coupled with a desire to allow space for the fantasies of the other.

Observation means being able to throw out all your plans and adapt to a new situation that feels right in the moment.

Coordination ensures that things happen with purpose. Food doesn't cook itself, and ensuring that the kitchen is available, all the cooks are in the right location, and that our minds are "in the room" rather than distracted by other lives all require effort.

No. 4

All of the above is required to ensure that the union is balanced. Of course, the addition of positions, locations, and scenarios is required for a fulfilled sexual relationship.

No. 5 (I know it was only 4)

Of course, the hard part is ensuring that we are on the same continent to make this happen. Being on the same continent helps, but it is not always necessary when there is a meeting of minds.