Married Freaks

Clint and I are big fans of date nights, but sometimes the routine can get a little mundane.  You know, farm the kids out, rent a movie, eat take-out, get nude, not necessarily in that order. Although, I do recommend farming the kids out first.  That could be awkward and potentially illegal depending on who you use as a babysitter. Also, at least have a robe handy to greet the delivery boy. Again with the illegal and potentially ego killing when the kid with the pizza runs away.

But sometimes, it’s fun to spice things up a bit.  Ever tried to do date night on Tuesday? Or maybe a sexy Sunday brunch?

Make food at home and ‘deliver’ it to the bedroom and play out your favorite tried and true porn fantasy. Play it out like one of those confessions.

One of the best ways make your night unique is to try out some fun lube or toys from Adam & Eve.  That can certainly make it more successful when you try out that new position. And don’t be intimidated by the selection of things out there.  Start with something simple and experiment.  You may find new pleasures you didn’t know were available.

Make the effort.  Try something new.  Take dance lessons together because nothing makes intimate time better than being emotionally closer and more connected.  Dancing not your thing? Go rock climbing, check out a museum.  The new adventures will only serve to strengthen the bond between you.

*This post is brought to you by Adam & Eve. All thoughts and opinions belong to the author.”

The alarm buzzes in the morning darkness, but it’s not what wakes me.  No, my senses are brought to life by strong hands caressing my body. Expertly tracing the familiar lines of my hips. Warm, gentle kisses on the back of my neck send tingles down my spine.  He pulls me close as he has for so many mornings, and we make love before sunrise. I feel the power of his body as he spoons mine.  I grasp at our sheets as he enters me. Again and again.

The coffee people are wrong about the best part of waking up.

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!

Firstly there’s nothing wrong with Penny and my love life. I’m still constantly looking for ways to spice it up anyway. I don’t think you can have a love life that’s too spicy. Making sure my boss wasn’t looking over my shoulder I did a quick Google search to see if I could find some fun new positions. Does that make me a complete dork of a horn-dog? Anyways I wound up on this website that has animated demos of 106 different sexual positions. The animations are crude. Well obviously but not like that. Suffice it to say that if porn makes you squeamish this isn’t likely to push your discomfort buttons. The little animated fuckers are cute enough but they aren’t incredibly lifelike. Some of the positions are a little redundant but they’re nice enough to reference the illustrated variations in the description text. Even my abstinent friends would probably enjoy the playful and sometimes witty blurbs that introduce each position. They are grouped into categories and can be searched by thusly. I wonder if Penny is flexible enough to try this even if only for a minute because it looks like fun! We’ve had a lot of fun in positions similar to this or this and I could see exploring a little more in that direction. I don’t think we’ve ever tried anything quite like this but color me intrigued! Lastly this just looks hot and I’m going to have to try it. If it feels half as good as it looks I’ll be happy. The website has a lot of features that I haven’t explored like an advice column and a forum. I just thought the sex positions were so cool I had to share.

I have pretty much always enjoyed giving cunnilingus. I find a vulva to be so kissable and lickable and pretty much irresistible to my mouth. It’s been something of an obsession actually. For a long time Penny was ho-hum about getting head at the best. I don’t think even she knows why it just didn’t do much for her. She would profess to enjoy it but it was clear that it was strictly foreplay to her.

Then one day a couple of years ago it was as if a switch was turned on in her head and suddenly she REALLY LIKED having her pussy eaten. I have only managed to give her the Big O a couple of times this way but have had her softly moaning and whimpering far more often under my tongue. In thinking about it I think it was a couple of factors that made the difference. At our age people tend to start dealing with baggage that we’ve neglected for a long time. She was able to work through some stuff that had her quite inhibited in bed. And I think my skills improved around the same time. I’m not going to claim to be an expert pussy licker or anything but I have refined my technique quite a bit based on her feedback – both verbal (note I didn’t say ‘oral’) and involuntary.

I really like to take my time and bring her to squirming crying Grand Mal Orgasm without using my dick. It feels like a real accomplishment to work someone over and deliberately and meticulously bring them that kind of pleasure. And then I fuck her. Autocunnilingus is one of my favorite fantasy concepts. I have no delusions that Penny will ever get so stretchy and bendy that she can lick her own pussy while I watch but I can dream. And the mental imagery makes me very horny.

Needless to say the pressures of everyday life keep us from these things all too often. Most of the time we settle for quickies because we haven’t properly budgeted our schedule. I need to practice what I preach and make time for sex. It’s entirely too easy to slip and let the circumstances call the shots. But the simple act of writing this down has me a little hot under the collar. I have a feeling that I know exactly what I’ll be doing tonight.

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!

So the big chocolate and card exchange holiday is coming up.  Are you making any special plans?

I hope so.  Also, I hope you skip out on the trite flowers and card thing.  Really, get creative.

I’m actually very excited that it falls on a Monday this year.  You want to know why?  Two words: School Day.  I saved a vacation day just for this.  A kid free house on Valentines.

Those of you that are parents know what this means.

Yes.  Loud Sex!  No biting a pillow or muffling for us on Monday.

Hooray for noise!  I plan to spend the day either naked or dressed in something clingy.  Who knows.  Maybe Clint will break out the rope for some kinky action.

I should make sure I’m good and limbered up.

With a winter storm covering most of America right now it seems pointless to be at work. I’m not getting anything done and I can’t stop thinking about sex. I’d much rather be in Penelope. I keep thinking about that warm bed at home and her smooth body pressed against mine. I wonder how hard it would be to work that out. Maybe we could get off early and spend the rest of the day getting each other off. If she could get out of work early I’m sure that I could too. Yes that sounds far more constructive than what I’m doing right now.

It’s not like I mind the realities of life. We’ve all got to work to pay the bills and buy food and all that. but sometimes I think we’d be far better served just staying home and enjoying each other. Today is one of those days. I wouldn’t even mind putting in a little extra time next week to make up for it. I simply lack all motivation to work today. Seriously if I was the boss I would be easy about this kind of thing. Paying someone to show up when they lack all motivation is not smart business. I’d prefer my employees just stayed home on days like this and come back when they’re recharged and ready to work.

I’m all about work today but not for my employer. I want to work with Penny today. I want to work Penny today. I want to eat her pussy until she can’t stand it any longer and has to get my cock in her. Then I want to make that last as long as possible until we climax in unison. And then I want to snuggle in the afterglow until we again get horny from it. And then I want to start all over. I want to bang until we’re both sore and exhausted in a panting, sticky pile. But instead I’m at work and she’s at work. That sucks.

However having written all of that I pretty much have to try. My libido is driving me crazy and I’ve got to do something about it even if I just wind up waiting until this evening anyway. I can practically feel her hips grinding against mine and that’s not helping me focus on what I’m supposed to be doing. I pretty much owe it to my employer to try to go home early to have a two-person orgy. Yeah. That sounds reasonable.

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.