“Do you want to come before you go? Can I tell you a story to help? Can I tell you a story about mermaids?” I asked my spouse. He was about to go out for the night. I was sitting on the bed as he stood by the bed. His pants were unfastened, and his
Last time I had sex with my spouse, a group sex witch fantasy spun out of my head, without my wishing it to. Pretty amazing and appropriate for Halloween. Tis the season. witch fantasy You know how stories don’t always start at the beginning. This witch fantasy starts with my spouse tied onto a huge
I had a sex dream–I was doing it with my spouse. He was fucking me. The dream was energetic and erotic. But I only remember a small part. I wanted to be fucked harshly and told my spouse, “Stuff my hole.” Usually my sex dreams are complicated, confusing, and only partly hot. There’s a painful
I had a fantasy about us meeting at a carnival. Makes sense, dear spouse–carnival is for the flesh. The fun before the asceticism of Lent. I’ve never been Catholic, and neither have you. But debauchery is inside all of us. I love you, and I would love you also if you worked for a carnival.
“Can I lick your fingers like they’re little clits?” I asked my spouse. We were having sex, and he was standing by the bed. “Yes,” he said. I’d been kissing his hands, but I started to lick his fingers, that last finger segment, pretending they were little clits. Felt erotic and lovely. “Mmm!’ I said.
Lately I’ve had trouble trusting my body, which causes me anxiety. Anxiety is so much work. I’d love to free up energy by finding ways to know and love myself, and to believe I’m ok and will live a long life. I woke up in the night to pee, and as I was lying in
We were lying in bed naked, and I wanted to have sex. But I’ve been moody, stressed, sad. Sex seemed like work. I knew once I got horny, I would be happy. But my arousal was low. I tried to flirt. “Is there anything you want?” I asked. “My dick wants to play with you,”
Here’s the promised beach sex fantasy I told my spouse, as he lay in bed and blindfoldedly masturbated. beach sex There was a nude beach, and part of the beach was designated for people to have sex. You and I both worked near there, and we would meet at the sexy part of the beach
“Your eye is twitchy!” I said to my spouse, mid-conversation. “Does it hurt?” I watched his right eyelid make that vibrate motion. “No, it’s ok,” he said. “Is it annoying?” I asked. “No,” he said. “Maybe you’re looking too much,” I said. “How about later I blindfold you and give you some non-sight sensations?” blindfold
I have this fantasy, vivid and detailed. My friend who broke up with her husband last year was coming to town to visit family–she called me up to ask if she could have sex with my spouse. She didn’t seem that nervous to ask–it was matter-of-fact. She told me she hadn’t been with anyone since