“I want to make you make that sound,” he said.
“What sound?” I asked.
“The sound you make when I put my dick into you,” he said.
date
I giggled. We were in bed cuddling, with a date planned for later.
“That deep dick sound,” he added.
I smiled at him and giggled more.
“What’s it like?” I asked.
“Let’s find out,” he said.
“Maybe it’s the bed making a jiggle,” I said.
“It’s not the bed,” he said.
“Do I make it any other time?” I asked.
“Let’s find out,” he said.
mystery
Hmm, what a mystery. I wondered if it was whiny, whimpery, crying… a muttered “no” sound? Definitely I have a repertoire. I don’t feel much choice about what comes out.
“Maybe you make it when I lick your clit also,” he said.
Oh yeah, there’s the growl I started making a few years ago, mostly when my spouse is about to cum. I get uniquely excited by his orgasm and ejaculation. Feels right and necessary.
I’m not sure if I’m being a cat, dog, or other mammal that growls. Maybe just myself. Maybe a hyena or some animal I don’t even know about.
after
“Did I make the sound?” I asked.
“Yes, you did,” he said.
“What was it?” I asked.
“Uhhh…” he said.
“Was this just all a ploy? Was there no particular sound you had in mind?” I asked.
“It exists!” he said.
“Then what is it?” I asked.
“It’s the gaspy sound,” he said.
“Oh, yeah. Ok,” I said.
Yes, the gasp is a good one.
dream
I have a dream of making more sex recordings. The sound is often my favorite part of erotic art.
My spouse offered that I should do a sex podcast while having sex. Wouldn’t that be wild, to have a conversation component and a smut component simultaneously?
Probably someone’s doing that. But I would do it in another way. Then you could hear it too.
