“Can I tell you what I’m thinking about?” I asked my spouse. I was having a fantasy about being watched. “Yes,” he said. We were in bed having sex–not our usual bed at home, but at a rental place. My spouse was spooning me and touching my breasts. His big dick was poking onto my
“I finally understand topping now,” I said to my spouse. Lying in bed long after waking up, I was having a slow morning, staring out the window. I was looking at the tall pear tree by the bike shed, in the rain. “The pears are only reachable on the bottom part of the tree,” I
“Open it,” I said. I was lying in bed after a shower with the fan blowing on my body. I was drying off my cunt, my ass, and the place between my abdomen and mons. And the creases between my thighs and cunt. So good to get wet and clean, then nicely dry. It’s beneficial
Here’s a list of my sex gratitude. respect Thank you for caring about my well-being, pleasure, and safety. Thank you for caring about my whole life including before you arrived on the scene, and if there’s time that I live without you. Your responsible kindness–in bed and outside of bed–makes me want you. I want
Thank goodness, we attended our second sex party. This time felt different because we brought our housemate friend. Also it felt different because it wasn’t shocking, new, and intense. the first time The first time was such a big deal, my mind was blown. I was overwhelmed. I’d never done anything like that, and I
I recorded impact sounds and thought you might enjoy hearing them. My spouse was hitting me on the ass, and I had emotional vocal responses. It’s been a stressful time. I need pleasure, to relax and lose myself. We hadn’t recorded anything in a year or so. But we were house sitting and had the
“Can I top you?” I asked my spouse. We were naked in bed, talking and making out. It was a beautiful spring afternoon. Yes, I’m switchy in theory. But this was a direct ask from a strong feeling. I don’t remember ever asking him that exact question. “Sure,” he said. power I felt an animal
I went to my first bdsm sex party. I went there to learn, and I did learn–more than I expected, about myself and others. While I was there and for a day or so afterward, I felt very positive about the experience. I was elated. As the days pass, I feel less positive and less
I learned a new word: Agrexophilia. It means getting off on other people knowing your sexual activities. I came upon this word while reading a list of kinks. I’d never heard it before. The definition I read mentioned agrexophilia examples of bragging about conquests, playing a homemade sex video online, and having sex in public places.
I was telling my spouse about someone I know–a friend I’m not close to, more of an acquaintance–who has a daddy. My friend’s daddy is a nonbinary person, I think. It blew me away to learn more about the daddy dynamic. I thought I couldn’t be a daddy–I thought since I’m mostly a cis lady,