You might be wondering how I remember all these wonderful times my husband and I had in our bedroom from a long time ago. Well, I always kept a sexy diary or erotic diary where the next morning, right after we all had breakfast, I’d write down the date the sex happened, and what year it was before writing all the erotic details that ensued. My husband knew the whole time, and he loved the very idea. Oftentimes he’d read the stories himself.
I’ve kept the diaries from the time we got married in 1984, so I’ve managed to accumulate quite a few! The other night, I decided to just casually lay on our bed, naked and while my husband bathed, I decided to read one of our erotic memories from the 80s.
When my husband came out of our en-suite, he dried himself while saying.
“Reminiscing with one of our sexy books?”
“Yes, I’m reminiscing with one of our sexy books,” I replied.
“Which story are you reading, my sweet darling? Could you maybe read it aloud while I massage and caress your beautiful skin?” He asked as I felt his fingertips light glide their way over my skin. I agreed wholeheartedly, and so I started reading.
“November 5th, 1985, Our Erotic Reunion…” It felt so beautiful to read one of our erotic “classics” while feeling my husband touch me gently.
I had barely finished reading when I put the diary on my bedside table and felt my husband take me in his arms. I was so aroused and so wet! We kissed passionately, and then I rolled him on me, spread my legs and he entered me with ease.
My sweet darling husband caressed my head, running his hand through my hair and kissed my neck, and I let out a soft cry as I got the orgasmic tingles. Our kisses were amorous and I got the tingles again as my husband caressed me. He kissed me everywhere, including of course my breasts. He gently played with my nipples with his tongue, and while stroking my breasts, he felt the contrast between the softness of my breast and the hardness of my nipples with his hands. That’s one of his favorites.
Then he kissed me again, and as I felt his strong, manly arms envelop me and I suddenly had an intense, beautiful orgasm. My arms were wrapped around him tightly while he kept thrusting. I cried out while he throbbed and made jerking movements inside of me while enjoying his own orgasm.
When we came down, I got the tingles as my husband kissed my neck. Then, I rolled on top of him and we kissed each other goodnight tenderly before I rested my head on his shoulder as he cuddled and stroked me.