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(this was original posted in another thread but then got deleted it. Someone that read it said I should move it here)
Our sex life is fun, don’t get me wrong, but it is very logistical and practical given it is our every day life. One of us falls a sleep on the couch watching TV. We eventually go upstairs to go to bed. Get ready for bed, brush our teeth, go through our routines, etc. We climb into bed and look at each other like “want to have sex?”, almost like it’s a checklist thing, but we really do get off on each other. We get intimate in our bedroom and the dogs start acting up, being a pain ass and think we’re playing. We then have to sneak out so they don’t follow us, go into the guest room, and do whatever we do in there. The bed is smaller, we have to fix the bed after, etc. Again, still fun but this process takes any spontaneity out of it.
That’s the first thing. The second thing is we went at it hard last night. A few months ago we sized up the sleeve we use as our “daily driver” and she wanted it immediately. We fucked non-stop for 15 minutes, and I mean hard and rough. She’s on her back, pinned down, legs up, my hand on her throat, deeeeeeep ass clapping strokes. She had a few orgasms and then I took the sleeve off to go in raw. We both love feeling how stretched out she gets. She cums again and that makes me start to cum. I pull out and start jerking myself off into in my hand, absolutely out of breath. I stand up because my leg is starting to cramp, and I finish cumming and go soft almost immediately. I’m standing in my guest room, completely out of breath, one hand full of cum, and the other hand still jerking off my soft dick in case any cum was still left. About 15 seconds of this goes by and I look down at my wife, who is holding the sleeve and she says “any chance you can put this back on and keep going?” And, still completely out of breath, my answer is “of course not”.
Hard reality check of everything my wife enjoys about having sex with other men. Getting dressed up, intentionally picking out sexy cloths and matching underwear for him, making sure she’s nice and trimmed up. The anticipation, the attention, the absolute exhaustion I’ve seen some guys leave her in. Talk about cuckold psychology.
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