Origin Stories
I think it would be interesting, enlightening, and fun to hear some of your “origin stories” regarding how you ended up loving your favorite particular erotic pleasures, solo or as a couple.
What got you started, if you have an idea, and how or why?
For example, if you love, cum play, nursing orgasms, wet panties, your favorite toy, lingerie or nylons, nude beaches, subtle or bold exhibitionism, dressing room orgasms, etc., how did that come to be?
Leave a comment about your “thing” and how it began! (Be careful to follow MH guidelines about premarital relationships. You might need to stick to masturbation fantasies on some topics.) Maybe your comments will turn into a story! But I’m sure they will lead to a lot of hardness, wetness, jacking and jilling!
Mmm, wonderful story starter idea! I might have to write something up about how I love going around in a soaked thong. It's a feeling of femininity and secret sexiness, which no one can see and no one will see until I marry the man God has for me. My wetness is one of the biggest pleasures in my life. I hope it continues!
Yes! Please write that up! And make sure to include how you release all that pent-up panty titillation at the end of enjoying your all-day wetness! Thanks for sharing!
I buy my wife sexy lingerie. I love seeing her in it. She found that she feels sexy in it. But years ago I bought her an open cup open crotch teddy and it was a game-changer! We both love how she looks in it and she feels uber sexy showing off her magnificent D cup boobies in the open cup style. I love the look on her – & the easy access to her beautiful tits n wet pussy! Wearing the sexy lingerie turns her on as much as seeing her in revealing n sexy lingerie turns me on.
We enjoy fucking each other through the open crotch too. There is something so sexy about that style of lingerie. We have several open cup open crotch teddies – in various colors and styles. We also have other lingerie my Melody wears, but this style is our favorite. She is nude more often during our sex sessions. Other times she starts in lingerie and we slowly peel it off during foreplay, followed by a pounding fuck.
I also need to mention role play sex. MH introduced us to this. We’ve had role play sex in many scenarios. We’ve used costumes and lingerie as well in the role plays. We don’t do full role play often, but when we do it’s always a peak sexual experience!
MH readers know about “Julia.” She is a vibrating male stroker that my wife bought me before she had back surgery. The first time we used the stroker my wife began talking for her n Melody named the stroker Julia. “Julia” talks to me and says things like how much she likes my cock up in her pussy. On days Melody n I don’t have intercourse I get to “fuck” Julia. Melody cups my balls and orally lives on my nipples as I stroke my cock with Julia.
You have a very generous and giving wife! I love it when my wife talks sexy to me while watching me jack off on her lingerie! Her eyes get so big when I explode and shoot a big load – she likes to see the big wet spot I make on her panties!
Wife here- we were newly married and we knew each other had our own solo sessions but obviously normally alone which we still do. But one night we were staying with some friends and both being horny we knew sex would be too loud. So I asked hubby if he wanted to masturbait with me. Now this is often a part of our routine.
Aw! So sweet! We love mutual masturbation sessions! It’s very intimate and a great way to learn what each other likes! Great time to share your fantasies with each other! Blessings on your new marriage! Always keep enjoying eachother fully!
Our thing: Cumplay! We got into that years ago…..by accident! (I'll try & be brief)
Our sexual routine back then, was, past all the fun touchy feely stuff, was PIV, but before I'd cum, I'd pull out, and eat her to orgasm, then I'd remount, and I'd get mine! We were one & done back then.
After getting back from a long business trip, we jumped in a naked heap, and went at it. I did the norm, and pulled out before I unloaded, which only took me about 30 seconds because I was away so long, and after a few more seconds decided to go at it just a little bit more before I'd pull out & go down on her. I failed with one thrust in, lost control, and pumped her full with a big saved up load of cum. Oops. She sighed, and probably thought our reunion was over.
I thought about it a bit, and figured, I'd just eat her out anyway, the best way I knew how to make her cum anyway, and after all, I'd be working on her clit anyway, so I'd miss the mess, and if she freaked out, I could tell her just that.
Down I went, and her response was amazing! She grabbed my head, and started humping my face like a crazy person, and came like I'd never seen her cum before! Talk about a big long powerful orgasm!
We didn't talk about it, but I repeated the deed a dozen or so times after that, only on purpose, to see if she had the same powerful orgasms again, like the first time. She did! Every time!
Turned out, that she had been fantasizing about out for a while. All the time, I'd pull out before I came and then eat her, she was fantasizing that I had already cum, and was eating her cum filled pussy! When I actually did it, it blew her mind!
We went into a new routine after that, which got us both having multiples on top of it all!
Best move I ever made, and all by a oops!
Wow! Tulsa! Thanks for sharing! How great that she had a secret fantasy that you got to fulfill! Your description of her grabbing your head and wildly humping your face gets me going for sure! Keep getting it!
My husband and I love to watch each other masturbate to orgasm. I get very turned on watching Tom stroke his cock, and while he is doing this, I let him watch me play with myself. He used to come before I could, until he gifted me with an 8 inch realistic pink penis rabbit vibrator that we call, without exaggeration, the “30 second orgasm” – this helped me match his intensity and keep going after he finishes, which happily for me usually leads to him going down on me to taste the fruits of our endeavors. This originated in a very elegant hotel room where I was meeting him after a business meeting. He surprised me with the gift, and I opened it and used it on myself while he watched! So sexy and fun! We now do this more than “old fashioned” penetrative sex. As we are in our sixties now, this is much easier and involves less stress! We heartily recommend giving it a try. You won’t be disappointed!!
Hey Naughty!
We’re in that same age range and also love watching each other get off! So fun! Thanks for sharing your “origin” story! I love your openness to receive his gift…then giving him one right back – using it for his viewing pleasure! (I’m enjoying imagining that scene) Keep getting it!
Started as a teen when I would dirty dance […] Makes me wanna rub my pussy and cum right now.
[Edited by MH: We do not allow eroticized descriptions of sexual acts that occur outside of marriage, as they conflict with our Bible-based mission to promote marriage as the proper place to enjoy sexual expression.]
I discovered my love for sensory play during a solo exploration in my early twenties. One evening, I decided to indulge in a moment of pure pleasure, slipping into a silk camisole that felt like a lover's whisper against my skin. The moment I put it on, I felt a rush of anticipation. The silk, cool and smooth, glided over my breasts, teasing my nipples into hardness. Each movement, each breath, heightened the sensation, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel the silk's delicate touch against my most intimate curves, the fabric gently caressing my sensitive flesh, driving me to the edge of ecstasy.
As I moved, the silk clung to my curves, molding to my body like a second skin. The sensation was intoxicating, making me acutely aware of every inch of my skin. I found myself lost in the moment, my hands exploring the silk-covered contours of my breasts, my fingers tracing the lace trim that added an extra layer of allure. The contrast of the soft, luxurious fabric against my skin was overwhelmingly erotic, pushing me closer to the brink of orgasm with each touch.
The experience was so intense that I couldn't help but imagine a partner joining me, their hands mirroring my own, exploring the silk-covered peaks of my breasts, the valley between them, and the sensitive flesh beneath. The thought of being watched, of someone else seeing the effect this silk had on me, only heightened my arousal. It was a night of pure, unadulterated pleasure, a memory that still sends shivers down my spine and leaves me craving more of the exquisite sensation of silk against my skin.
“…the effect this silk had on me, only heightened my arousal. It was a night of pure, unadulterated pleasure!”
Mmmm yes! Those of us that are tactile and sensory know exactly what you mean – how that fantastic feeling against our skin turns on every erotic switch we have! Keep getting it!
Hey Sabrina,
Check out this story called “The White Camisole” about a beautiful white silky camisole that we enjoyed on road trip long ago! I think you’ll like it!
https://marriageheat.com/2019/02/26/the-white-camisole/
I absolutely love wearing satin, just like the white camisole in the story. There's something incredibly sensual about the way it feels against my skin, and it makes me feel incredibly sexy and confident, especially for my husband. When I wear satin, I can see the spark in his eyes, much like the husband in the story who was captivated by his wife's newfound confidence in her outfit. The smooth, luxurious texture of satin against my body heightens my senses and makes me feel like the most desirable woman in the world, just as the wife in the story felt when she wore her sheer blouse and silky camisole. It's not just about the fabric; it's about the way it empowers me to express my femininity and desire, creating a deeper bond with my husband, much like the intimate moments shared in the story.
Dear SatinKing
I think it’s fairly obvious from my stories that I may be a little kinky!
In truth, subtlety has never been my strong suit, and I’m comfortable in my own skin to say Joe and I are in a loving Dominant/submissive relationship.
Our “origin story” is about finding trust and light again when everything felt dark. We met by chance on the Eurostar from London to Paris. I was on a work trip, in tears, barely holding myself together. He noticed, and instead of pretending not to see, he simply sat beside me and showed me kindness. My previous partner had been… not the nicest of men, and my family had turned their backs on me. I was a shadow of my former self.
Before we reached Paris, he handed me his number and said that if I ever just needed someone to talk to, I could call, no strings attached. (The irony of that, every time he ties me up now, is not lost on me. Fate, it seems, has quite the sense of humour when it comes to knots and connections.)
A few days later, I found myself sitting on the Pont des Arts, surrounded by love locks and feeling utterly lost. I dialled his number, and we talked for hours. When I returned to London, we kept talking, long, late-night conversations filled with honesty and warmth. Eventually, we met for a drink, and something real began.
Years later, when life and routine began to dull the spark a bit, we remembered those early conversations and that emotional connection. Joe (as he still was at this point) checked into a hotel for a few days, not to leave, but to rekindle what we had started. We spoke honestly on the phone for hours, like we used to, peeling back layers and rediscovering each other in every sense. That was the moment we discovered our kinks and our willingness to share them, to trust one another enough to turn them into something deeply personal and special.
Let’s just say when we “reignited the spark,” we really meant it: a little laughter, a lot of trust, and enough rope to prove it.
Love Lauren
xxx
Now, years on, we’re stronger, madly in love, and utterly devoted to one another. And through it all, we thank the Lord for guiding us to each other, for giving us the grace to heal, to trust again, and to love so completely..
What a wonderful redemption love story! Thanks for sharing it – it encourages us all!
I love you guys' story! If you ever decide to write up a full account of how you met and fell in love and married, I'd read it avidly!
I too, would love to read more about your story. Perhaps a multi-part series detailing your journey of romance and building trust as well those first tentative and thrilling steps into the your now strong marriage and D/s relationship.
Thank you all so much for your kind words; they mean more than you know.
Satin King, thank you for calling it a redemption love story. That is exactly how it feels. We both had some mending to do, and by God’s grace, we found the right hands to do it together.
Lovely Lonely Lady, you made me smile. There is a story here. I have started pulling bits and pieces together in what can only be described as a chaotic brain dump. Structure has never been my strong suit, and maybe Master Joe will insist I take a writing course one day.
Kingdom Man, thank you, truly. There may well be a story, or several, waiting to be written from it all. For now, you will have to make do with my scribblings here. I have 6 awaiting approval, so hopefully you will see more of us in the months ahead.
You are all so kind. This is truly a safe and beautiful place for everyone, filled with warmth, faith, and understanding.
Love,
Lauren
xxx
All of my origin stories happened alone and somewhat accidentally. From my early fumblings with masturbation, to my love of exploring the great outdoors nude, to each of my kinks, all are discoveries that were made solo.
Discovering masturbation was an accident, but it has since brought me great pleasure and it is the only sexual pleasure I get nowadays.
Outdoor nudity occurred the first time on a whim. I was alone in a private area, really horny, and thought, why not? Since then, it has brought me great pleasure. I don’t always masturbate. Sometimes I just enjoy the feeling of the sun, (or the rain), on my naked skin. It’s an unbelievably freeing feeling that doesn’t quite have an equal.
My list of kinks is lengthy and I won’t share them all, but I discovered what would solidify itself as my D/s nature after I stumbled across a copy of The Story of O. (Not a Christian read and I don’t recommend it) But after reading that and taking a long journey of more reading and self-discovery, I discovered that I am, in fact, a Dom. Not that it means anything in the real world, but it is nevertheless a part of who I am.
My sexual attraction to women’s feet is something that I can’t pinpoint. I can just remember always noticing them as well as finding them arousing. I thought it was super weird, so I held it in check for a long time, but I finally just accepted it. It too is something that only exists in the reality of my mind.
This is a fun topic, SK. I haven’t listed all of mine, but I’m glad you brought this up.
Thanks KM! The idea of an under the table, silky stocking-clad foot job is a sure-fire hard-on producing fantasy!
Satin King, why don’t you talk to the Mrs, take her out for a nice dinner wearing a nice and silky pair of stockings, then tell us what happened? 😉 (And don’t forget to take care of her…👅)
The desire to do sexual activities in a public setting started when my wife and I were not married. Bjs in plane, hotel hallway, car parked, riding down highway in car, and backyard swimming pool. Once married the consistency of that desire faded because we were not sneaking around, but the desire remains. Once married we still have been risky and here are a few instances. "Love Park" make out session going a little too far and security guard asking us to calm down a little with others in park grinning at us when we were told. Sex in back of hatch back facing ocean with other cars parked next to us on either side. Most recently, sex on a balcony at beach resort facing pool/beach and after being load and moaning enough for others to hear we heard another couple having sex. And the absolute most recent was on a beach with kids we were all alone and no one around. The kids went for walk do nearby cliffs. They were out of site and my wife kissed me deeply and wanted some fun. So right there on the beach she allowed me to use my fingers to grind out an orgasm for her and while in the process she had my cock out stroking it. All of these are exhilarating. There are more, but the origin started when we were young and not married and trying to sneak around. That riskiness has followed us in our marriage. We both want others to hear us, we both want others to perhaps catch us in act by accident (we have sex with sliding glass doors open in our apartment complex, but in our bedroom.) We don't want others to be our audience and in same location as us and we want to be careful with the law.
We’ve gotten each other off once in a dark almost-empty movie theater! First I fingered her under her skirt till she got hers then she stroked me with her wet satin panties till I blew a load and made them even wetter! We both tried to be quiet, but think at least one other couple in the back knew what we were doing!
Before we were married we started out with some seriously soapy sessions in the shower. After marriage we've had some epic shower scenes. [We learned we liked it when] I would just slide my solid member between her legs and we would writhe against each other to some pretty intense orgasms.
One overseas when I went to meet up with her in the middle east in a really nice hotel, where the shower head came out of the ceiling overhead and you stood in the middle of the room with plenty of room to maneuver. She knelt on the floor in front of me and gave me the most intense blowjob ever. She took me all the way to the back of her throat while I washed her hair, lather rinse and repeat, you know, then conditioner. I almost fell over.
Another time in much more rustic surroundings while camping in a campground with really nice shower. Waiting outside after she went in, I made sure there was no one else around and I went in quietly and went to her stall. I opened the door and she just looked at me as I took my shirt and shorts off and approached her. I took the soap from her and turned her to the wall under the water and placed her hands up high on the wall and without a word I just drove myself into her and took her. After, I got dressed and carefully walked out leaving her holding herself up on the wall. I went back to the tent and she came in, removed her robe and sat on my still ridged cock for round 2.
Campground sex in a tent. That may be my next fantasy. Backcountry would be great too. Thank you for the visual. I am getting ideas.
“…placed her hands up high on the wall and without a word I just drove myself into her and took her.”
Mmmm! That’s a great visual! Husbandry!
I’ve shared several stories based on our sexual marriage delights and my solo experience. A forthcoming story is about our mild kink of light bondage. Shibari silk crotch tie, specifically. We both enjoy this erotic, highly intense sexual marriage heat. Stay tuned!
Ooo…can’t wait to read that 😉