My man and I. We hadn’t been together for long. From our previous (sexually frustrating) marriages, we were both rather reserved when it came to talking about our fantasies. As time went on we let things slip here and there. We were slowly realizing just how deep our sexual connection went. We began to experiment with role playing, anal, rough sex, sex in public places. I felt so at home with this man. I could express all of my desires without embarrassment. Things I would blush to tell anyone else, things I had never told another partner. And he appreciated it and encouraged it. Even if it wasn’t something he was into himself. He was understanding.
He loved talking dirty to me in bed. With his cock inside of me he would lean and whisper in my ear, telling me how good my pussy felt. Telling me how he loved to slowly run his tongue over my pussy, and to move it down to run it over my asshole. Every word making my back arch while he was on top of me and his cock slide deeper inside of me.