?Sexual Healing

? “When I get that feeling I want sexual healing.
Sexual healing makes me feel so fine!
Helps to relieve my mind.
Sexual healing, baby, is good for me. ?

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This is a different type of story for me—a vulnerable one, I guess. I love those times when sex is so hot and wild, just full of lust for each other. I also enjoy those playful, spontaneous quickies! However, there is another type of sex that is so powerful! It’s a slow-burning, intimate, sweet, passionate, and filled with longing kind. There’s a longing for each other, to please each other, and to comfort your spouse when they are hurting. This type of sex is so amazing, so intense, and a very spiritual moment where we are so vulnerable and feelings are so raw as we hold each other. How many of you have stories about those times in your marriages?

There have been several times in our marriage that God has used our sexual bond to bring healing, comfort, and peace. Those moments are so special! I thank God for that bond he has given us.

There were times like when he got laid off from his job. Times when someone close had betrayed us, and when his Mom and Dad passed away. Again, while we cared for my parents, and when they passed away—the toughest thing I’ve ever been through.

I remember how he was there helping me and being strong and patient with me when I was caring for both parents and going through menopause at the same time. I was so stressed, exhausted, and moody. I seemed not to have much left to give him, and sex was much less frequent.

Those were precious moments when he would hold me and let me cry, then begin to kiss me softly and caress me. Working his way down my body, he’d kiss my nipples then graze across my tummy before reaching my very needy pussy. He would take his time and lick and please me, allowing me just to relax and let the stress go. After he brought me to an orgasm or two, he would kiss his way back up my body to my lips. He would brush the hair back from my face and tell me he loved me. I loved being in his strong and confident arms.

Then he’d slowly slide his hard cock inside my swollen, wet, and wanting pussy. I’d gasp as he pushed as deep as he could go. Ooooohhhhhh! I’d grip his ass and squeeze, pulling him deeper and holding him there. Then he’d begin to slowly and passionately make love to me! The more he thrust, the more overcome I’d become and begin to cry. It felt so incredible, and I had so much pain and emotion bottled up inside. I would just let go of all the stress and melt in his arms.

With every thrust, I’d moan and scream as tears ran down my face. I cried out, “I love you, I love you. Oh, God, how I love you! Oh, baby, I need you so much. Make me cum. Ohhhhhhhh, mmmmmm, I’m cumming. Ohhhh, baby, ohhhhhh.”

He would continue to make love to me, and I’d cum over and over until he finally erupted inside me, and I felt the wonderful warmth of his seed. Then he’d collapse with his head on my chest, and we’d lie in each other’s arms. I thank God for a love like this.

Recently, I was reminded of those special moments and how important they are in a marriage as they bring healing physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.

I have been going through some minor health issues, but one night, I ended up having to go to the ER. We spent all night there before they sent me home. My husband was so tired that he was dozing off in the chair by my bed. He looked so handsome and so sweet. I began to thank God for him and his constant love for me. I’m so blessed.

Well, it was a couple of weeks before we could be intimate again. But finally, it happened. My husband took me in his arms and held me close, kissing me then slow dancing across the room toward the bed. He leaned me back on the bed, pulling my shorts off and taking my tank top off. He knelt beside the bed and began his magic, kissing the tops of my inner thighs, then getting closer and closer to my labia until I was begging for more. He then ran his tongue up and down my inner labia on both sides, which felt so wonderful!

I grabbed his head and pulled him closer as he finally thrust his tongue in my longing opening. I had missed this feeling so much that I had my first orgasm very quickly. As I came down from the high, he began to lick soft circles on my clit, and soon I was cumming again! I began to relax more and more into the moment as he started to stroke my g-spot. This drives me wild! I responded louder now with moans as I came over and over! I was so wet, swollen, and relaxed.

I begged for his fingers to go much deeper. Now he hit my A-spot. OH My God! I love this! I started shaking and writhing on the bed as I totally surrendered to a full body orgasm. “Ohhhhhh, God! Ohhhhh, yes. Yes. Ohhh, baby, oh. You’re so good!”

Still panting, I grabbed him and pulled him on top of me. I desired—hungered—to feel his cock inside me! He held me in his arms, and I gazed into his eyes as he slowly slid his hard cock all the way into my wet pussy and held it there. Grabbing his ass, I held him tightly, not wanting to move yet enjoying the moment. We kissed, our tongues dancing a passionate tango, then he started to lick and kiss my nipples until I was about to orgasm. He held me and began to thrust long and slow. Just before I came, he pulled out and rubbed the head of his cock along my clit and the edge of my opening.

I begged to have his cock back inside me, but I loved the edging. It seemed like an eternity before he thrust all the way back inside. Oh, how I love to make love to this man. He continued to rock my world, slow and steady. Once again, I was overwhelmed with emotion as a few tears ran down my cheeks at how loved I am.

He raised up, bracing on his hands. It changed the angle, letting the head of his cock hit my g-spot as he pushed hard and deep.

I soaked his balls as I screamed, “I’m cumming! Oh, fuck, baby, I love this!  Now give it to me! Fill me up. I need to feel your cum inside me. I want it! Give it to me, baby! Cum for me.”

He pumped and filled me up, groaning in pleasure. We stayed in this intimate position, hugging and kissing each other until his cock finally slid out. Then we cleaned up with a towel and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I am so thankful that the God we serve loves us so much that he gave us the gift of marriage, the gift of intimacy and sex. It’s so special that we should never take it for granted; we should cherish this gift. For it creates such a strong bond and brings such healing in troubled times. It’s beautiful to feel so loved and cherished.