Last night we had another night we’d have to call the best ever.
But before I talk about that, there’s something I forgot from last week. One of those nights, Saturday, we had gone out to dinner at a nearby place, kind of on the spur of the moment. We felt like doing something, but didn’t really have the energy to make it a big deal, so we just went to the place closest to home, a BYO red sauce Italian place. It’s in a spot that used to have a really excellent restaurant, but they moved to a spot in Center City Philly with a license, and I’m sure they make a lot more money there. This new place that moved in is pretty ordinary in comparison, not ambitious but fine as a down-homey place. Only we used to go to the old place about weekly, and when this place opened we tried it out a few times, and after the first couple times it wasn’t very good. Long story short, we went back, and it was good again.
It being a BYO place with traditional Italian dishes, we brought a bottle of red from a vineyard back in my hometown in CA. It was excellent, and we ended up drinking almost all of it. We got home tipsy (this place is like 1/2 mile away, on pretty empty low-speed roads, so … anyway, don’t drink and drive, OK?) and while I’m pretty sure we didn’t intend to get high and fuck as much as we did that weekend (on the Revel brand unflavored stuff), when we got home she wanted to give it another go and I was all for it, too. So around 11 we took some, but then, having drunk just about the right amount, when we went to the bedroom to watch News Radio until the stuff kicked in, we ended up falling asleep. That was probably about midnight. At 3am I woke up and while I was pretty groggy, I was also super high which makes it pretty hard to actually sleep. She was rustling a bit, too, so when she rolled onto her side I got up beside her and big-spooned her.
So let me tell you what happened then. Typically we’re on our left sides and my right arm wraps over her torso, my hand landing on her boobs or nearby. This time, who knows why, I laid my hand on her hip, her pelvis, and gave it a little squeeze. She came. Seriously–half-asleep, nothing going on, I squeeze her hip, she comes.
Now, I want you all to know that I know this has more to do with her than with me. But I have to believe it is at least a little bit because of me. She has superpowers for sure, but even knowing that I feel like a pretty serious stud when the grazing of a few fingers on her hip brings her to climax.
So that brings me to last night. It was Friday, not Thursday, giving me one more day to get that hormonal pressure built up. And we had another best night ever. Oh my g-d and hell yes. I came three times, which I haven’t for a while now, and I fucking fucked her brains out. It took a little longer to kick in for her, and she was getting frustrated, but finally she was there. I think it went like this to start:
- hands on clit through panties, lots of kissing and neck biting
- vibrator on clit through panties, lots of kissing and teasing of the cock
- missionary fucking
- a little cunnilingus
- missionary fucking
- she turned over, giving me a VERY naughty glance, stuck her ass in the air and spread her legs
- seriously hardcore doggy style
- even more hardcore doggy style–me on one knee and one foot, up alongside her, pounding her sweet pussy deep and hard, her gasping and coming over and over
- me coming for the first time, about 40 minutes in, pulling out just in time and nearly spraying my cum onto the ceiling.
Again, I had that fun experience of seeing the cum fly, and then it not landing for a noticeable length of time. I don’t have huge loads, as far as I know, but sometimes it comes out with serious velocity. A few sessions ago I pointed it down at her stomach and it splashed, it hit her so hard.
This time, I don’t know, 40 minutes in is less duration than I like to get for the first one, since I’m old and my desire/arousal level doesn’t get quite so high after that hormone explosion. But it’s also physical, and sometimes letting the first one go sooner means I still have energy to keep on for another one, and that was for sure true last night. After a rest of a few minutes I put her in some very sexy little panties, black see-through mesh and with layers of frilly lace in several rows over her butt cheeks. So sweet.
From there, we did a lot more hands and vibes. Usually I like to then fuck her with the panties on, just pushing them aside, but these didn’t have a lot of give so it wouldn’t have worked well. I had to take them off, and we fucked a lot more. I was getting too sweaty–she doesn’t like me dripping on her–so we took a short break for me to clean up and cool off with cold water. When I came back, she had the Satisfyer going, electrically sucking on her clit.
At this point I have to tell you, although I try not to be too vain, that I look really hot this week. And I’m feeling really good about myself physically. I’ve always been tall and very skinny. Maybe I mentioned this before, but I think not, because I’ve been cautious about giving identifying information, but I’m 6’3″ and like 167 pounds. The thing is, that’s actually a lot of weight for me. I’ve been as thin as 148 pounds as an adult, and for the last few years, while doing all this working out, I’ve been more like 155-160. Then in September, at the doctor, with clothes on, she weighed me at 163. Then just this week, 170. Probably 3 lb of that was clothing, so I’m saying 167. And I’m hard and cut–there is no flab, so somehow, after spending a huge chunk of my adult life close to say 153 lb, now I have 14 pounds more muscle and seven of that I added in the last four months. I have trim-fitting suits that I now can’t button, but I didn’t realize it was 14 pounds of muscle.
You get the idea. I’m pretty impressed with myself and my dedication to staying fit. It’s showing–in dim light at least I have a visible six-pack, my pecs are bigger than ever (honestly, I never had them before), my back is thick ropes of muscles, and my arms and shoulders are big, too. I mean relatively–I’m still really skinny, but I’m now very strong. Anyway, the reason I’m telling you all this is I went into last night feeling pretty fucking sexy and when it came time to dominate her, I had no confidence issues. That girl loves her man (and he loves himself–I know, it’s probably cringey to read, but I had body image issues for decades, so I’m allowing myself this).
So, back to the timeline. There she is, making herself come over and over with the suction machine, so I went over the the side of the bed, near the mirror, and just looked at myself. And the great thing is, it totally turned her on. She was looking at me, too. I turned around, jacked off pretty close to her while she continued to get off. Soon, she motioned to me to get onto the bed, and she started blowing me. It was going great when I pressed too hard and she needed to take a break. She sat up on her knees, I stood on the bed … she recovered and took me back in her mouth. She proceeded to come hard, over and over. I started fucking her throat, rhythmically and firmer than ever, and she kept coming continuously, tremors running through her and into my cock, and she was dancing into it–I don’t know how to explain it–but her body was a serpent, whipping her head onto my cock with every thrust, the jolt running through her body each time I went deep. Picture this (skip to 2:10; note that if you click this link xvideos will know you’ve visited my site) except the girl is about 1000% more active and way hotter.
I realized later that her more upright position made a big difference. She’s usually horizontal, lying on her belly, raising her head and shoulders with her elbows on the bed. Like that, if I thrust, there’s nowhere for her head to go. Or not a lot of room, anyway. Upright she had more freedom of motion, and that enabled more activity. Awesome. Not only that, but her sucking me in that position has been a fantasy of mine for a long time. Yowza.
OK, continuing. I owed her big time at that point, so I went down on her and killed it. She was bucking, gasping, grabbing at the bed, throwing her legs up in the air, I mean I could go on. Coming over and over and I was loving it. When she loses it like that it makes me get even dirtier, and that turns her on even more. I chomped and sucked and bit every little bit of her and she completely lost her mind.
Before I go on, I need to tell you about a conversation we had recently. Although anal is back in our repertoire, it doesn’t always work. Sometimes her anus is just not ready, even if I work it carefully. Sometimes the work to get her ready gets one or both of us out of the mood. And sometimes I just get wrapped up in my head–it can be hard to know that she’s as ready as I am, or if I’m just convincing myself of that because I want her ass so badly. Stinkin’ thinkin’, basically, but there’s always another night, so if there’s anything even slightly off, it’s just not going to work. So this conversation, well, on some recent night I was inside her and it wasn’t getting into gear–she was uncomfortable, she asked me to stop, so I stopped, but what she meant was “get out,” and what I understood was “slow down and take it easier,” and as a result I was in there a bit longer than I should have been. Normally she’s really complimentary about how careful I am to stop when she needs me to stop, but this time she mentioned, the next day, that I had faltered. So we agreed that anal was just not going to be a regular on the list–that if she ever wanted it, we could try, but it wouldn’t be a default.
If you’ve been reading this blog this will sound like a reprise of a few weeks ago or so, and it was. And, just like that time, there I was chowing down on her clit when, with my thumbs, I kind of spread her cheeks a little bit and massaged that space where they start curving down into the sweet rose. Reader, I had no intention to go further but her moans and bady language said that I should. I wasn’t 100% sure so I started slowly, but she moved to encourage me and next thing I knew, I had one finger, then two, then three in her asshole and she was loving it. She orgasmed a couple times–not really anal orgasms, I was still sucking her clit–and I said “your ass seems ready for more.” She said “yeah” and pulled her legs up to her head. I covered myself with lube–Neutrogena Body Oil, I think it was–and entered.
It still took a little work to warm her up–she was loving having my glans right in her sphincter–but in a very short time I was in deep, all 8 inches up in her rectum. Since I’d already come once I didn’t want to string it out too long–plus she would get worn out–so while she fingered her clit (I don’t touch her vulva at all once my fingers have been in the back, to prevent UTIs) I said “Can I come in your ass?” and she nodded yes. I worked myself to the boiling point; it was easy with her coming again and again, anal slut that she is. Finally I exploded. Can I tell you? Pumping your wife’s ass full of come is one of the greatest feelings in the world.
After that I thought I was spent, but we kept going. Mainly with hands. At 3am, almost 4 hours after we started, I worked her clit with my right hand while coming onto her tits using my left.
Every moment of this night was incredible. But back to the title of this post. Clearly, this was our best night ever, just like so many others. But there are at least two kinds of best ever, I’ve realized. One is where everything flows perfectly and no complicated or distracting thoughts intrude on our reverie. I have to be really relaxed for that to come to be. This other best ever is when our performance is just totally beyond. It’s a different kind of good feeling–it’s winning, basically. Feeling like you’re the best you’ve ever been, that you do something better than anyone. Life is hard, a lot of things just don’t always go well, but there is the one thing you do that nobody can top, and it feels great.
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OK, that took so long to write it’s now the next day. We were going to let that be the whole weekend, since as you know we want not to do this so often, but the weather was cold and all our obligations got canceled. That meant a) we could start early b) we didn’t have to get up in the morning. So we decided to have a quick night–we took the stuff at about 8, got high by 10, and were laying down to sleep by midnight. I came once, from some really hot pussy fucking, neither of us did oral, and after I came I just got her off with my hands and the Nu Sensuelle vibe for another hour. Perfect.
Practical note: it seems like there’s some consistency in the “how long it takes to get going” department. The Pure Penn Blueberry Muffin stuff takes longer to start, and longer for her (2.5 hrs) than me (2 hrs). The Revel unflavored stuff is faster, and longer for me (1 hr 45 min) than her (about an hour). This is after about 3 trials, so we’ll keep testing, and I’m sure other factors will influence it, but this is interesting. The Revel, btw, is indica. The Pure Penn I think is hybrid, maybe sativa.