Author: ouatialffa

I just fucked [m]y wi[f]e for the first time.

We do have sex regularly, we even made love from time to time over the years. And it’s not bad either, I’ve learned where and how to press her buttons.

But I’ve never fucked her.

Sure, she tolerates me introducing rougher elements, gradually more and more. She can keep a straight face and abstain from laughing, mostly. So I get to slip a hand on her throat here, and a bite on her nipple there. Rougher pounding sometimes is on the menu, and recently even a 2nd position other than missionary (half doggy – she’s on her side). But it’s all for my sake. She’s not into getting fucked, so I’m not really fucking her.

But yesterday was different. Yesterday, when I put my hand on her throat, she pressed into it, hard. When I bit her neck or grabbed her hair, she whispered “yes…” and started grinding against me. When I grabbed her hand in our half-doggy position, she motioned me to twist her arm behind her back, like I usually do. When I pounded or spanked her, her moans were deep and hearfelt. I’ve felt like the charade was finally over. Her inner slut got out of the cave her conservative upbringing locked her in. And she’s been hiding there for a long long time. Read more »

[MF][Short]Boring vanilla sex

I once had this crazy short fling with a crazy girl that practically turned my life around. You can read the background to it [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/Tinder/comments/6v635x/comment/dm0xzj6). I wrote about this one sexual experience with her in a [thread](https://www.reddit.com/r/AskRedditAfterDark/comments/8blme2/what_was_your_most_intense_sexual_experience_what/) elsewhere and it was liked there so I’m copying it here.

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In the 2 months we were chatting before we actually met, we used to describe our elaborate sexual fantasies who were light-bdsm (but new and rough and exciting to us). She would sometimes laugh and say we’d probably end up having boring vanilla romantic sex.

We did get to play out our dirtiest fantasies. She was forever the slut, never the madonna. However, one evening, we were planning to go out and somehow found ourselves fucking in my bed. Due to a potential flatmate situation, we were forced to keep quiet. Read more »

Deus ex Machina [MF]

This happened 7 years ago. I was in deep depression before it happened. My wife left me. My PhD research was going nowhere, stuck in the same place for years. No plan B. Nothing to live for. Not good.

My escape was going into online anonymous chat rooms and chatting up girls. On rare occasions, they were actually girls. On rarer occasions, I got to meet up and hook up. Even got some FWBs. Setting my standards very low helped. My only rule was unmarried and has a uterus. My other only rule was no falling in love and no getting into serious relationships.

One fateful night, I met a girl there. I thought she could be the one – the elusive hookup after just one convo. But she turned on me in the last minute and said she wanted more than one night. So one conversation turned into two, which turned into two months of online chatting, every night, all night. Read more »

Post marital sex [MF]

We grew up religious, and married as virgins. I adored her. She adored being adored. Still, we were incompatible, sexually and otherwise. She wanted a man who was alpha in the streets and tender loving in the sheets. Both the breadwinner and the floor sweeper (she was too much of a feminist to do housekeeping). I was the exact opposite. A shy nerd with academic dreams who got his ideas about sex from too much, too rough, porn.

Immature, entitled me thought that married life would at the very least start with a year long orgy of an all-you-can-eat, everything-you-want sex buffet, but all we managed were appetizers. I kept pushing for doing the things I saw in porn – spanking, oral, anal; but she was revolted and humiliated by the notion. Our sex life diminished.

Anal, specifically, became a big issue. I was obsessed with it, and felt she was giving me mixed messages about it – cooperating with some play, then angrily declining entry. She also agreed to try it twice, but we couldn’t get it in. So I kept trying and it became fodder for subsequent fights and justification for our disappearing sex life. Read more »