I think I figured out why I’m doing this. I want the kids to know that you can have great sex in marriage (or some other kind of committed relationship). In fact I would say I’m pretty sure you can only have the best sex that way. The story you hear is that married couples get bored of sex but it certainly doesn’t have to be that way. Just keep asking for what you want, and listening to what your partner asks for.
By the way, it’s been a while since my last post because kids are being murdered in Ukraine so this didn’t seem very important.
I watched “Hot Girls Wanted,” which I think was a Netflix thing, produced by Rashida Jones. It’s about pro-am porn, where basically this guy runs a house in Florida where he has around 5 young women at any given time that act in porn clips. It’s super depressing, basically. Watch it. I wanted to talk about just one small part, where one of the women meets a guy who’s somehow involved in the production, I forget how, and they fall in love so she quits porn. At some point he says that the sex he’s had before is like porn sex, where with her it’s different, more caring, etc. And I thought huh. I have the dirtiest sex of my life with my wife. And it’s the most intimate and loving at the same time. It wouldn’t work as dirty sex if we didn’t love each other, that would be too weird.
We had a recent crappy experience on Grassroots brand THC tablets. They’re billed as 10mg each, so I took 2 and she took 3. We didn’t get high at all, just enough to be really irritated and cranky. Pieces of junk. I bought a lot of them, too, and now I don’t know what to do with them. I could try taking 4-5 and seeing if that works. But what if it was just another random thing, where we had too much for dinner or something and so it absorbed slowly, so we never peaked? And then when I do more of them I’ll get super high and regret it. I guess I could do 2 again and see if the same thing happens. But if I just get irritated again I’ll regret that. So for now we’re just staring at them and avoiding them.
We had the best session of our lives the other night, though, the night after the irritated crankiness. It was perfect. I didn’t rub her the wrong way with dirty talk, she didn’t correct what I was doing once. We just flowed perfectly through the entire night. I’m not going to remember most of what I did, but she thinks I’m the master, the king of sex. She got off hundreds of times. What I do remember clearly is three blowjobs, including some seriously deep throating. She held me inside longer than ever, kept going longer than ever, and took me deeper than ever. The third time she made me come for the second time of the night. I’ll come back to that in a moment.
Digressing for a moment, a previous romp, somewhere between my last post and now, we had kind of flirted with anal again, and it was fun. I just didn’t succeed because it was getting so hot that as soon as my glans hit her tight little rosebud I splurted all over her ass cheeks. It was very hot and there was no weirdness around it.
Now, back to this most recent best night ever. We succeeded in anal, to a greater degree. The most exciting part for me, at least right now, is that it was hot and fun. There was no weirdness. I stayed dominant and in control, and she stayed submissive and in control. Sorry, do you know what I mean? If you’re reading this in reverse order, you may not. An observer might think I’m fully dominating her, but at the same time I’m only doing what she wants to me to do and she’s having tons of orgasms, so isn’t she really in control maybe? She thinks so. Which is hot. But anyway, the anal was amazing this time. I took some time to spread her out gradually with my fingers and thumbs, which recently had been kind of a turn off but this time was super hot. (Back in the old days, I would get to two thumbs pulling outward gently, and then she’d be ready for my cock). Again I didn’t get too far inside, mainly because I just couldn’t. Even with lots of lube she’s just way too tight, now. But we both came from it and I thought I was done for the night. It had been so perfect, I was totally content.
But then, after 20 minutes, she was ready to go again. I washed up (you cannot go from back to front without washing between–that’s a recipe for a UTI), took another 50mg of sildenafil, and we went strong for another 45 minutes. Sometimes after I come the first time it’s hard to stay hard all the time, and it can be a little frustrating; this time I just didn’t worry about it. The contentedness carried over. If I was hard it was good, and if I wasn’t it was good. She asked me, after some really hardcore fucking, “what do you want?” and I said more mouth. She took me in without asking me to wash up, which was an incredible turn-on. Her slopping up her pussy juices and the lube from my rod, throating me again and again, and then finally she started going fast, up and down on the first three inches. I said “YEAH” and she went faster and didn’t stop until I blew my top again, all over my chest and dripping down that valley between my pecs. Fuck yes.