The pros and cons of fucking when you’re high [FM]

My last post was about how my husband and I had weird sloppy sex when we were drunk. Now it’s time to discuss sex on our actual drug of choice.

My husband and I don’t normally fuck when we’re high. I get a little giggly and he gets introspective. We occasionally feel ambitious and decide to break this rule.

It rarely goes totally smooth.

Last time I pulled him into our bedroom I flung him on top of me and we started making out. I pulled away looked him in the eye and went on a very weird rant…

“Babe, there was a gorilla named Jambo. In the 80s a kid fell into his cage and he comforted the kid and kept all the other gorillas away until the little boy woke up. Then he walked away so the zookeepers could grab him. The only difference between him and Harambe is that everyone remained calm in Jambo’s case so the gorilla didn’t flip out.”

My husband blinked at me. “Viola… What?”

“Harambe didn’t have to die!”

“Harambe was like 7 years ago, V. What?”

“There was a Tik Tok about Jambo and it’s been bothering me all day.”

“You didn’t even explain that part. You didn’t have a preamble you were just like, ‘There once was a gorilla named Jambo.’”

Then we both burst out laughing. It was uncontrollable until we had tears in our eyes.

“You’re the weirdest person I know,” he said through a fit of giggles.

I finally pushed him off me. “I need a minute.”

“Alright,” he laughed. “I can go whenever.”

“Are you hard?”

“No but you KNOW me. I can get hard in like 5 seconds.”

I put my hand on his crotch and felt that theory prove true. “It really is an incredible skill.”

“I’m like the hulk. I’m always horny.”

I stared at him. “What? The hulk wasn’t horny.”

“He was angry.”

“Those are… two different things.”

We burst out laughing again. We rolled around on the bed gasping for air through our giggles. Every time we’d die down we’d look at each other and say “Jambo” and start up again.

“Are we too high to fuck?”

“No! No!” I yelled. “If we can start it will feel so good! We just have to stay focused.”

“I’m the one who is hard,” he laughed. “You just told me a story about a gorilla. I am not the distracted one.”

I wish I could say our lust for each other immediately outweighed the odd state of mind, but those edibles were fucking strong. Every time he’d touch me we’d start going for a few minutes and then burst out laughing.

I took my shirt off and he started kissing my body until he saw me smile and sputtered out another giggle.

“What?” I asked.

“You look really hot right now,” he said. “But you’re such a weird person.”

“Ok, ok,” I finally breathed. “I think I just need to suck your dick.”

“Will that work?”

“It will give my mouth something else to do.”

It took me a couple of minutes to compose myself but I finally put him in my mouth. I was about to giggle again but then he pushed my head down and my brain switched to a different zone. Suddenly this was not funny and purely sexual.

Sex when you’re high is fun if you can get past the immediate mental barriers of distraction. For me, I always feel really sensitive and can’t get enough of my husband’s body (more than usual, anyway).

I think sometimes when you’re with someone for a while you forget to take time to enjoy their body and jump right into what feels good. When I’m high I just want to play with him.

So I did.

I licked his balls a long time and then continued sucking his dick. I kissed up and down his chest while I used my hand to play with him. Every time he’d reach for me I’d push him back and keep exploring him with my mouth. I kissed his ear, chest, lower belly, and then finally started sucking him off again. I just wanted to touch him everywhere so while I had one hand on his base I kept moving my hand up and down his chest and arms.

“Viola… if you keep doing that-“

“Yeah I know,” I said before diving back in.

Sometimes sucking dick is more for me. It’s the only time I genuinely enjoy having a level of control in bed and I’m good at it. I spent many years in my religious day practicing this one specific sexual act (yes, I realize oral sex is sex and that’s a backward view, but I stupid), so I got really good at it.

When I met my husband he actually said he didn’t like getting head because he felt it was “degrading” and women had a hard time getting him off like that.

I changed his mind.

All that is to say, in the state I was in, I inexplicably had a very intense desire to swallow cum. So I went hard, deep, and barely even came up for air until I heard him groan and tell me he was close. I pulled him toward me and let him come in my mouth before I swallowed.

I leaned back and smiled. “Dear god, that was hot.”

“Alright,” he finally gasped after catching his breath. “Do you want my tongue, vibrator, or we can keep fooling around until I can fuck again?”

“Vibrator please!”

He’s great with his tongue but sometimes I want more of his body touching mine. Plus, when I’m high I get distracted and sometimes need something powerful to come.

He got behind me and pulled me toward him so my back was touching his chest. When he put my vibrator to my clit I immediately let out a moan and started to wiggle. He held me to him so I couldn’t move and started playing with one of my breasts.

“I like the way your body convulses when I do this,” he said.

It’s true. Toys invoke a lot of involuntary movements for me because my clit is hella sensitive. I had to grab a handful of his hair as I let out another moan.

He put his mouth on mine when I was close to screaming and pushed me into him when he felt me getting close so he didn’t lose his position when I jolted forward with pleasure.

The moment I came I fell onto all fours and let him kiss down my back until it passed. I gasped for air and buried my face into the pillow as my body started tingling from my orgasm.

He likes it when that happens. He always gently touches me up and down my body and watches me recoil and gasp at his touch. It’s fun.

When we were finally through we laid next to each other and smiled. I literally high-fived him which made him laugh again.

“Ok,” he finally said. “Show me the video about Jambo.”

We finished the evening eating cookies and watching a nature documentary.

Marriage is pretty fucking lit.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/viwwrp/the_pros_and_cons_of_fucking_when_youre_high_fm