A Quickie (L)
[Hi All, I chronicle my sexual struggles, so it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t also chronicle my actual sexual activities. Maybe not my best writing, but MH’rs like the real thing. So below is a true account of an unexpected tryst. 😉]
It had been several months since we had sex. I truly wasn’t expecting anything this particular night in the middle of the week. We had completed our daily routine and were finally in bed. It’s usually just a peck, but I always give her a good night kiss. Much to my surprise, she opened her mouth and our tongues began a wet dance.
I still wasn’t sure this was going anywhere. But I slid closer and placed one arm under her neck and the other just under her breast. This is usually the part where she shuts me down. As we kissed, her hand started at my chest and teasingly made it’s way down to my cock and balls.
It’s still not a sure thing, but I slid my hand under her gown and started massaging her breast. She moaned into my mouth and her hand movement started to get frantic. I decided to go for it.
When she doesn’t shut me down, she actually likes to be dominated. So I took control and pulled her roughly to me, then I opened her knees. There was no resistance, and I was rather pleased to hear the familiar sounds of her submission. It was time to make her naked.
Smooth and romantic went out the door. As soon as her panties were off, I slipped two fingers into her pussy. She was wet. My first impulse was to climb between her legs. But it had been almost a year since I’d been inside her, and I knew I wouldn’t last long. So I changed my immediate goal into making her cum.
I moved my mouth first to one tit, then the other, as I finger fucked her slippery pussy. She was making all the right noises, and it didn’t take long before she clamped her thighs around my hand. Mission accomplished.
I slid between her legs and lined up my cock. As I moved forward, she reached down and guided me inside. You never forget, but it’s never enough. I basked in the absolutely indescribable sensation of being enveloped in her warmth.
My hips started thrusting out of their own will, and my mind became overwhelmed. It was my turn. Driven by desire, I fucked harder and harder until the inevitable climax approached. I lose all vocal inhibitions when I cum. As the words poured out of my mouth, my little fire hose erupted with a rather impressive force. Mine triggered another from her. We wiggled our hips in a tight wet frenzy while the pleasure washed over us both.
Words were spoken in the afterglow, but I don’t know when or if it will happen again. Perhaps it will, but if not, at least there’s one more memory.
Great memory,Kingdom Man, thanks for sharing it. I mentioned that we are in part, as old as we think or feel, and this is in our control, to a degree. Physical limitations may supersede this, and limit our abilities. I've learned it's better to celebrate and fully enjoy what i can do, ( as well as I can do it,) than to moan , complain, and lament about what I can't do anymore,( or can't do as well as I did when I was younger> This attitude extends beyond sexual performance, & includes many aspects of my life. I thank God daily for what I'm able to do every day, realizing that nothing is guaranteed, or certain in life
Thanks oldtimer. There’s a lot of wisdom in your words and I won’t try to add to them. I will just thank you for sharing some truths and say that we’d all be better off if we paid attention.
Oh man, this both aroused me and made me inwardly weep. In a way, this story struck me as strange, since you have shared with us that your wife is so closed-off and even threatening you. Thus, for her to welcome some hot lovemaking with you seemed out of character. But I am so happy that you had another episode of closeness with her. I pray that there is going to be a Heaven-orchestrated breakthrough. Keep doing right and sacrificially loving her while pursuing God with all your being.
Oh, and I love your spicy descriptions, especially, "We wiggled our hips in a tight wet frenzy while the pleasure washed over us both". Mmm!
First, I’m thrilled that it aroused you. Hopefully you won’t let all that heat go to waste. 😉I’m also grateful that you like my descriptions; I enjoy writing them. I strive to be both realistic and titillating.
Second, you don’t miss much. It is out of character. I was pretty shocked that she didn’t shut me down. It wasn’t the start of something that has continued to bloom.
Lastly, I do appreciate your continued prayers. I’m trying to do just as you have suggested, but in all honesty, I’m fighting a lot of things and it’s difficult to force a smile most days.
KM that was a beautiful account of spontaneous marital love & sexual expression of that love! Thank you for sharing. And for the record, I DO like stories about the “real thing!”
Those sexy sexual memories of particularly good marital lovemaking are very important in marriage- in my opinion.
Thanks LM, and you’re welcome!
I also very much agree with you. I continue to pray for you and Melody.
Cheers my friend
I just love how this is more than just erotic stories. This is a community that prays for each other and tries to support each other. As someone who has struggled with porn and then with other “purity” groups that are legalistic, I am grateful that I have found a group that is supportive in hot monogamous sex.
I agree. This is a great place.
So sensuously brief and descriptive. The finger fucking and attention to her tits is so similar to us. Made my cock swell thinking about it!
I’m glad you enjoyed it SG. I hope you found your wife and made use of your arousal😉
"This is usually the part where she shuts me down."
I lost interest in the rest of the story after I read that line.
It's sad how many men are out there with wives that reject them sexually as a norm.
I hate that you lost interest, but I get it.
Beautiful! I love this for you!
I know you are struggling. Hopefully I can give a little insight. from a woman’s perspective it can sometimes feel like a lot of pressure to have intimacy with our husbands especially when they have a higher sex drive and over time it can compound and even make us too anxious about it to start or let it happen. It can really get in our head, that pressure, and sometimes lead to us shutting it all down completely and maybe not even realize why.
I truly hope this is a start of a revival in your marriage. Starting is sometimes the hardest part.
Remember to focus on the good parts and minimize the bad. the good will start to grow that way. If you focus on what you don’t have or all you’re not getting it can lead to that pressure again or cause her to draw away especially after the long time period.
Thank you DL. I appreciate your comment and your perspective.
Good story KM. Really enjoyed it. I like the true stories, that way I can celebrate with the writer, the couple. So, here I am celebrating with you & your wife, your marriage. I love your candor. You be you. You're the one going through it. Writing the good times is good. If I could, I agree with other comments to focus on the good times, but more, I understand how the bad times can cut deep. It is all you & I appreciate that. We need real church, where we find support, where we are at.
Then God has a focus for you, doesn't He? What you, I, or anyone else says can wash off. But, God has something permanent. Personally, just my thought, it's not how bad she is, or how bad you have it. I think God wants us to focus on placement, being here for good things. That what is happening is where God has me, because I CAN handle it. Why would God put someone where they cannot shine, or be salty? He doesn't. The very reason you are there is God's confidence in you. You are the one that can love like Jesus there. That's why. What you've said in the past tells me you know this. My experience says, even though we know, it's not easy. I'm glad to know you, here. I'm glad you participate.
Savor the slippery souvenir. You're good dude. Thanks for the post.
Thanks SCMM.
Your comment is loaded with sagacity. It gave me a little bit of a jolting reminder this morning, and it gave me a little bit of strength. I appreciate it. I also love your term, “slippery souvenir.” 😉