Y’all need some aftercare after my last post. Enjoy…
My husband and I have a great sex life. We are very much attracted to each other and he is very good at indulging my kinks.
However, at the end of the day we are… well… a married couple.
We’re also very different generally. I’m pretty Type B and more of a free spirit. He is a little tightly wound and I swear gets hard when he does dishes. We’re a good match in that we balance each other out, but we occasionally clash.
One night we were watching a movie and I reach over and start giving him a hand job.
*I suck at hand jobs. We never stay in this stage long.*
He pulls me onto his lap and we start passionately making out. He puts his hand up my shirt as I grind on him.
*Fuck yes! Marital bliss is always having a fuck buddy.*
“Give me two seconds,” I say.
I run to the bathroom and quickly throw my hair up. I also strip down to my underwear because sometimes it’s healthy to “naked man” your spouse. When I walk into our bedroom he smiles at me with his sex grin.
However, he also did laundry earlier and is putting our duvet cover back on.
*Oh marriage.*
I jump into bed and smile, waiting for him to come ravage me.
“You’re so hot,” he says.
*Yes, I know.*
I take off my bra and throw it at him.
The thing about my husband is he is VERY particular. So he is really focusing on making sure all the corners are perfectly aligned.
*Yes, he does give great head.*
I pull my underwear down and start touching myself.
*Surely this is sending the right message.*
He smiles at me. “I love it when you do that.”
*The thing is, you could be doing this, bro.*
He continues to make sure the corners are perfectly and lined up on each side. This goes on for WAY too long.
“Babe,” I finally say.
“What?” He asks from the floor.
*I’m going to kill him.*
He starts buttoning the bottom.
*OMG.*
“Ok,” I finally say. I grab my vibrator.
“Oh,” he gets excited. “Do I get to play with that?”
“Nope, you get to play with yourself.”
“What?”
“Why do you care about the duvet right now? There is a naked woman in your bed!”
Realization dawns on his face.
“Oh shit. I’m so sorry!”
“Yep.”
He reaches for me and I pull away. “What is wrong with you?”
“You’re supposed to be seducing me!”
“I didn’t want it to wrinkle!”
“That is not sexy!”
I start heading to our second bedroom so I don’t kill him. Also I need to get off.
He tried to stop me by pulling me into a hug but I just kept walking. I wasn’t even that mad- that just REALLY sucked the passion out of the moment.
*If you ever want to not fuck someone, focus on your laundry.*
“If you stay I’ll have rough sex with you.”
*Thats intriguing. Not the sexiest opening but intriguing nonetheless.*
When I met him he was very vanilla, but he got pretty into rough sex early. It’s not our go-to style but it’s probably how we fuck like 10% of the time. TBH, it’s actually a pretty good balance.
*Too much rough sex can fuck with my head long term. I need breaks or it gets too addicting.*
“Don’t say it like it’s a transaction!” I said.
He smiled. “If you stay I’ll choke you as you suck me off, bend you over, spank you, and then fuck you so hard you scream.”
*Well fuck, maybe that duvet wasn’t so important.*
“Get on your knees,” he told me.
I don’t think he married me because I love sucking dick, but perhaps it was a contributing factor. It’s my favorite thing to do in bed.
He put his belt around my neck and choked me before I took him in my mouth. He dug is hands into my hair and pushed me down until I gagged. I put my arms around him to pull him in.
*I swear some people are just as good receiving head.*
“Take it all,” he said as he choked me a little harder. This is actually quite difficult as he has a large penis. Luckily I am skilled in the craft of deep throating.
He thrust into me over and over again until I had tears in my eyes.
He grabbed my hair and pulled me off the floor. “I don’t want to come.” He turned me around and pushed my head to the mattress so I was bent over the bed.
“You want me to spank you?”
“Yes.”
“Ask me for it.”
“Please spank me.”
He started slow and then spanked me harder as I warmed up.
I fucking love being spanked. Every time he hit me I cried out and had to bury my head at one point it hurt so bad.
Without warning he slammed into me as he pulled my hair back. I screamed so he told me to shut up and take it.
He slams into me over and over until I’m moaning beneath him. When he reaches to play with my breasts I lose it and cry out. He tells me to take it again and reaches to pull his belt again so I choke. I have to grip the bedsheets as I come. I cry out as I do and say his name.
He keeps going for about 30 more seconds and spanks me again as he finally comes.
He holds me for a very long time after and just strokes my hair for a bit.
“That was fucking awesome,” I smiled.
“Indeed.”
“You REALLY want to finish putting the duvet cover back on, right?”
Oh my sweet, neurotic husband.
“You have no idea.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/sm8uf8/i_almost_didnt_fuck_my_husband_over_a_duvet_mf
This is the best sluttyconfession that has ever been written. I went from being horny curious to so frustrated with this guy to mainly relating to it from your angle
Like the other night when I was fingering my wife and I could totally tell she was looking over and noticing that I had the “zipper side” of the duvet cover at the **top of the bed** where it’s not supposed to be.
I’m sure you know what I mean…🙄
Heh, heh, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. I don’t actually laugh out loud that often. I scared my dog.
Man’s got his priorities straight lmao. But little did you know it was all part of the plan, the duvet was a trap and you fell for it in the best possible way….
HAHA OMG my spouse and I do the same thing your husband does constantly, even down to the sex grin. Just one minute sexy, the next we’re *taking care of that one thing before we continue*. It’s how I almost didn’t get to try for my orgasm record that one time >.<
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Can’t remember if you’ve clarified this before, but I really hope you and your husband live in a house not too close to the next one or have an apartment with excellent sound proofing and/or chill neighbors.
>“naked man” your spouse.
*cue Ted mosby naked woman noise*
If you ever want to not fuck someone, focus on your laundry. — Hmm this has been used more and more against me effectively …
Once my partner and I were in the middle of having sex when a car alarm goes off outside. He was literally INSIDE ME and he stops moving to ask:
“What is that?”
“Who cares?”
“I have to check it out.”
He heads over the the window to analyze the situation (we’re both naked). I am staring at him in amazement. I couldn’t believe he stopped mid-sex.
*I am going to make him pay for this.*
After a solid few minutes, he was satisfied that he understood what had happened and the car wasn’t going to go off again.
He heads back to the bed as if nothing happened. I told him I didn’t think he deserved to fuck me anymore. He grabbed me, turned me on my stomach and slapped my ass. Then he fucked me again and didn’t stop until we both came.