I guess I haven’t posted for a while, and I think that has happened before, but not to this level. It’s possible I’m losing interest but I have also been really freaking busy at work so I’ve been more protective of my free time. Meaning I spend most of it doing nothing.
Anyway, since I last posted we got high and had big nights three nights in a row, Thu-Fri-Sat one weekend, then took a couple weeks off and just had sober sex a few nights, and then a couple nights ago had another big night. The three in a row we did primarily because it was a lot of fun and we kept wanting more, but each one was not quite as good as the last so we decided we needed a reset.
One thing I will say about the difference between sober sex and high sex. In sober sex my lovely wife eventually becomes satisfied and will say “I’m good” or “I’m done” and encourage me to finish up. At that point I’ll cut loose a bit more but before I’m done she’ll probably come two or three more times, potentially interrupting my progress if she needs a break, but typically I’ll finish up pretty quickly at that point. This usually happens after about 15-25 minutes, I would say, starting from foreplay etc, or around 20 orgasms for her.
(Side note: I think this is more now than when we first started, 20 years ago. I think she would have 10-15 orgasms in a night back then.)
In high sex it’s like she’s never done. Sometimes I’ll negotiate (“where are you in terms of wrapping up?”) and other times I’ll just announce that it’s time to wrap up. Usually I base that partly on an assessment of her energy level–i.e. I’m trying to include her readiness in my assessment, because it can be hard to get good information from her after 4 hours of sex at 4am. I.e. she can continue coming even while she’s basically falling asleep and kind of woke-dreaming. But I can’t keep it up if I’m not getting more of a reaction from her. So it’s not that I think she wants to stop, it’s that I’m pretty sure she can’t switch back into a mode that will keep ME going.
So this last big night something fun happened. But first, let me explain some new things we did before we got there.
One, things started rough. The way we work is basically I try things, and she lets me know whether to continue. She asks me to focus, sometimes, meaning basically “pay attention to my clit instead of your own thoughts,” or she asks me to stop doing something, or whatever. Sometimes we’re on different wavelengths and I just can’t get it right. This was one of them and it just felt like I was being rejected over and over. The reason was basically that I was high and she wasn’t, yet, but it led to a good conversation in which we agreed that she would use body language and speaking to point me in the right directions instead of just shutting down what I was doing. I think this is going to be helpful for the rest of our lives.
Two, she got on top for a while. This is not new, we do it a lot, but when she’s high it’s hard for her to be that active, she gets dizzy. But this time it wasn’t fully kicked in (edibles start up gradually; if you haven’t tried it, it is NOT like smoking, which hits hard immediately) so I told her to get on top and when she said she wasn’t sure I said she could handle it. I was right. She rode me like a porn star, I grabbed her tits and squeezed hard, I spread her ass and pulled her onto me, I pounded her pussy fast and deep, I pinched her clit and mangled it gloriously and she came probably 20 times in less than 10 minutes before she had to get down. What a fucking slut my wife is: I will always love her, with everything I have.
Three, we’ve also done a lot of mutual masturbation in recent years. We were never comfortable with it before starting on weed, but now we do it even when sober. One thing I try sometimes is to talk dirty to her while we do it. Or actually I try it every time, but she doesn’t always want to hear it. If I’m just telling her how hot she is, what a sweet little tight pussy she has, what a hard stomach or skinny waist she has, how I love to watch her move, how much I like going down her throat, how beautiful she is, what a goddess she is and how I worship her, and I time it well and use it judiciously, it’ll turn her on even more and she gets even more fun to watch. But sometimes she doesn’t want that, even. And what she almost never wants is for me to tell her what to think about, or what I’m thinking about. But the thought that she’s imagining me fucking her while she’s getting herself off, and that me watching her is turning her on, brings me maybe to my highest highs, so I can’t help myself from trying it sometimes. So this time, she was on her belly, rubbing her goddess clit on the bed. Have I mentioned that she has the finest, cutest, sexiest little girl ass I have ever seen? Oh my god, there is no ass hotter, especially when it’s gyrating and bouncing while she gets herself off.
So this time I started talking about anal. She doesn’t usually want anal and I can’t say we’ve ever had the best anal sex while high. Too complicated mentally–it’s on me, it’s too hard not to think about whether she really wants it or not, whether she’s just doing it because I asked, etc. She would have to ask for it, and I don’t see that happening, since it’s just not how we relate (cf above where I explain that I take the lead and she complies or refuses). Sometimes I do talk about it, not meaning that I want it right now, but even that doesn’t work. This time I started talking about her fine ass, and how tight her little asshole is, and how much I like being deep inside it, and it was working for her, too; and then I talked about a year we had, I think it was 2013-2014, when she wanted anal basically every time we had sex and it was AWESOME. So fucking dirty. We had done it a few times when we first met, then she never wanted it again and I didn’t expect it ever to happen again. But one night I was doing her from behind and she wanted a thumb in her ass (this was not unusual) and she said “do you want to put it in, there?” and I said “yes.” From that point for a year or so it was a regular thing; we ended probably every session with me deep up her ass and her going completely wild beast on me. So anyway I started talking about that, about did she remember that year, how bad she wanted me in her asshole, how much she liked me deep up her ass, and it was SETTING HER OFF. She was squealing and gasping and coming over and over and I was doing everything I could not to blow my load. Having the intimacy to do this, to be where she can be totally comfortable masturbating in front of me while I watch her like I’m watching the naughtiest bad-girl porn I’ve ever seen, is an incredible joy and makes me feel more successful in life than I ever hoped to be.
Four, after that I decided I would take as long as possible before I came, since it was already getting late and I was pretty sure I wouldn’t have a second one in me. Eventually I pre-came too many times and lost my desirous edge a little bit (cf the previous post), and at about 3:15am, after 3 and a quarter hours of all this, I said “I’m wearing out, I don’t know if I can fuck you any more, can I just watch you and masturbate?” and she said yes. So she put on a very hot show for me and let me come all over her tits, and of course she came like 5-6 more times in the process and we made sure to come together, which was awesome.
OK, now I can tell you the new new thing. After I came I thought there was no way I could continue, so I brushed my teeth, put away the lube and vibrators, and got ready for bed. We got her jammies back on (I always have to help) and while I brushed my teeth she masturbated a few more times, through her jammies. So when I came back to bed she wanted more (which she signaled, as she often does, by bucking her mound into the air and whimpering) and I got her off at least 30 more times, which I judge by the typical once-per-minute rate and the fact we kept it up from 3:30 to 4am. It was nice being all ready for bed and just focusing on her, not worrying about me. Of course I got a little bit turned on during it, but I didn’t pressure myself to do much more, and she was in her half-dreaming state and it wasn’t an issue. It was lovely and perfect and I’m sure we’ll make it part of our repertoire from now on.
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