Is there a more exciting feeling than a first encounter, whether it's chatting for the first time, building anticipation for a first meet or the first real touch of another's body?

That hot or cold flush, blended with excitement, anxiety and desire taking you from the normal day to day to a place of release, the unknown and to things so uncharacteristic of your normal self.

The first time you give a fanny flutter during a chat, or your cock raises slightly to someone else's words, the first exchange of naughty pics, the discussion of what we would like to do and then making it happen. The stains in the underwear after a day of hot sexing and planning.

And then, when the anticipation can not get any higher, the tension is so hot, you just have to meet up. The scary knock on the door, the awkward greeting that very quickly turns to absolute passion, 2 melting messes that becomes a climatic blur. All of that tension, all that anticipation worth it as both bodies go into absolute primal mode. The sweat, the wetness, the sounds all culminating into the beauty of sexual passion and release.

Was this the exact thing we were put on this earth to do? Over, and over and over?

If not then why is it so good?