Married Freaks

This weekend I bought Penny some plain white panties. She usually wears flashy thongs or boy shorts – the kind of panties that speak for themselves. I love her usual fare but I wanted her to have something simpler for a different kind of occasion. We wanted to be able to explore each others’ bodies for the very first time even after all the years and their associated experiences – which is hard to accomplish with the more colorful and elaborate kind of underwear she wears regularly. We have needed a safe place to start from. We were both a little scared. Everyone has a past and there can be a lot of pain in the history. Yesterday she wore the plain white panties and last night we played.

We were a young couple that were supposed to meet friends for a movie but we blew them off. Instead we started making out and one thing led to another. Kisses gave way to petting. Clothing came off. Petting got heavier. By the time those white panties came off, they were soaked with her juices. It was so incredibly hot! Over the years together we have had a lot of sex in a lot of different ways. What we had last night was new. It doesn’t replace or negate anything that we’ve shared in the past. But it was special. We shared a body-shaking orgasm that likely rattled the neighbors’ windows and dishes and measured as a needle blip on some seismograph somewhere. We had to clean the couch afterwards because we sprayed it. I was utterly spent which is unusual as I’m usually good for a few rounds.

This isn’t something that I’d really want to do everyday. Frankly it’s not really compatible with our regular lifestyle. But I do want to revisit it. It was simply too wonderful to not. Despite our fears we didn’t trip over any emotional baggage during this experience. Penny confessed to me after the fact that she felt like she was just being herself instead of playing a role as we often do. I think that made a difference too. I felt true to myself during the whole play as well. At this point I’m not sure exactly what I originally had in mind but last night far exceeded my expectations. It was something that I for one have needed for a while. It seemed to do Penny some good as well. The white panties aren’t an absolute necessity for this sort of thing but I’m not sure our experience would have really been possible without them. This may have not been the best time to write about it though. Just thinking about it is making me horny!

This evening on the porch I asked Penny if she would like to dress up tonight. She said that it sounded like fun and we continued our conversation. When we were back inside with kids in bed she disappeared to the bedroom. When I inocently happened by the doorway she was flipping panties off and digging through the bag of fun costumes. She had a fishnet bodystocking in her hands. “Oh!” I commented “you don’t have to get wild with it. Unless you have something really wild in mind…” And I retreated to the living room to wait patiently.

Soon she came in wearing the fishnet body stocking under the maid’s dress. “So what do you have in mind?” I asked.

She responded “isn’t this what you paid me for?”

There was lots of silly banter and kissing and sucking and licking involved. When I licked her pussy my eyebrow got wet. Yes it seems that the more we branch out in fantasy the more we both enjoy it. I don’t know if that’s necessarily advise by example, but it works for us. We do have fun and we have lots of experimentation left in us.

Ok. That’s a dirty lie. But it got your attention didn’t it? Penny did in fact wear sexy lingerie around the house today. Two mad orgasms before noon is not bad by anyone’s standards right? Of course I mean bad as in insane not bad as in the opposite of good. When the work schedule is odd it’s not at all uncommon for a married couple to find themselves together at the house on a Monday, even on Valentine’s Day. We took advantage of our Monday together to act like a pair of bunnies shot by Cupid’s bow. It was a lot of fun. Repeatedly. We’ve got this little corner of the internet so we can brag so I’m bragging.

As a side I’ve got a question for anyone who might be reading this… For a teddy or romper or something sexy like that, doesn’t a snap-close crotch make way more sense than ‘crotchless’ or full-crotch? The full crotch is a tease because you’ve got to remove the lingerie for action or pull it to the side and that’s entirely too much work when your attention is elsewhere. So-called ‘crotchless’ lingerie is usually uncomfortable in the banging. Penelope says that it’s not terribly comfy to wear and I find that it rubs funny when we get into the motion. The snap crotch wins the day because it can close up between the legs and still grant easy (and worry-free) access without completely removing the garment.

And I know that lingerie is not necessary to a devoted couple’s fun but it does add a little something. It doesn’t at all make the sex but it does make it a little more oo-la-la. Icing on the cake. Am I right? I always ask Penny if she would ever like to see me in something special. She always tells me that she’ll let me know if she thinks of something. I suppose that’s the old Mars versus Venus thing working for us. I like to see her in something special and out of the ordinary. She likes to see me in whatever clothing that isn’t hideous. This is one of the many things I love about women and why I love being married to one. Celebrate the differences people!

I have come to terms with the fact that I’m an exhibitionist at heart. Well that is I’m an extremely modest exhibitionist. That’s probably the biggest reason that this blog is working so well for me. I get to kiss and tell without the repercussions that would normally be associated. It’s great for the ego and the libido. I hope you are getting something out of it as well.

Last night Penny surprised me by putting on matching black lacy shorts and camisole. I didn’t even remember that she owned this particular ensemble. She looked good in it. Very good indeed. I was coming back in the front door and saw her walking down the hall. I love it when she dresses up for me but it’s really rare that she ever surprises me with it.

Recently her body has gotten so much more toned and muscular on the inside and out. Six months ago the outfit would have looked good on her but now she looks incredible. Satin drapes over a hard body so much more beautifully than a softer one. If the toning was the singular benefit of more sex it would still be so worth it. But it’s actually more like icing on the cake. Sweet sticky icing sprayed all over the hot gooey cake.

After some foreplay that started as idle chat and flirtation and continued to licking and sucking she asked me to take her slowly with long deep thrusts. I was game and readily complied. It was awesome. Once I had the right rhythm going it was clear that I could have kept oil-welling on her for hours. I was hard but nowhere near going off accidentally. She was getting wetter and wetter as if her body was tapping into some secret reserve of wonderful lady juices. Alas it was getting late and we would still have to get up for work in the morning.

So when she started into her gentle moans and chirps that told me that she was ready for the big “O” I picked up the pace. I completely gave up on the slow and steady game and accelerated to battle speed. (And yes, sometimes I can almost hear the Ben Hur ship drum when we are going at it.) We only really kept this pace for a few minutes but it was an intense and satisfying few minutes in the entire symphony of our pleasure. She clamped down on me with her vagina and I pounded hard as we climaxed in unison.

Sometimes I’m afraid that we’re going to break furniture or something. It honestly wouldn’t be the first time that we had broken stuff in the throes of passion. And frankly if a couch or bed gives its life for such an activity it’s hard to deny the honor it earned in the process. Hell if I was an arm chair or something that’s how I’d want to go!

It’s hard to beat a night’s sleep after that kind of romp. It was one of those experiences that I want to relate and tell about but there’s just no way I could do it in real life. Enter Married Freaks. As I said at the beginning of the post it has been horribly therapeutic for us and I hope that it’s enjoyable to read as well.

This is so effing hot! Plus, it would look tons hotter on Penelope than it does on the model. We actually have a fun bag that we keep her novelty lingerie in. Does anybody else do that? Nobody wants that stuff to take up a drawer, but we can’t exactly have it laying around the house either. Plus, when it’s all together in a bag, we can throw it in with our luggage when we go on trips. That’s the kind of baggage that I don’t mind. Anyway, I think that Penny should have the above linked piece.