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Music to my ears Jan 29th, 2004 11:53:28 pm EST
Yes, I am grooving to Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get it On". What are everyone else's sex-groove tunes? I would love to make a playlist, and essentials if you will. Please reply in comments!

After putting the youngest to sleep, I walk into my bedroom and find my wife in her PJ's. She says "Why don't you take a shower and after I will give you a massage."

I stop dead in my tracks. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"Take a shower. I want to give you a massage."

In our years together she has only given me one massage, and that was during my begging years. My mind is racing and my mouth has gone dry -- there is a definite lump in my throat. I say the only thing that comes to my mind at the moment.

"Where is my wife and what have you done with her?"

She laughs, then says "Well, after a hard day at work I thought it would be good for a wife to give her husband a nice massage."

"OK... How long can you keep her wherever you took her?"

Let me explain once again -- I never get a massage. Never. OK, once maybe, but she was definitely not into it. Sex for us has typically involved me massaging her anywhere from 15 minutes to 2 hours. she would occasionally run a hand over my body, but that would last for about 10 seconds. And now I have an offer for a massage. A massage!

I showered, then approached her from behind, as she was laying on the bed. She promptly told me that she was the one giving the massage and I needed to lay down. I pinched myself -- I had to be dreaming. Nope -- it really was happening.

It was wonderful. She rubbed my back as best she could -- I have a strong back, and to get enough pressure she nearly had to walk on my back. While she was sitting on my back, I couldn't help the urge to show off a little and did a couple of push-ups. When I flipped, she blindfolded me with a pillow over my eyes and set about to playing.

No, I must have been dreaming this whole thing. Though, ... you know... today went exceptionally well for me. I'm pretty sure that happened last night. At least, I think I am...

I remember still being blinded when she climbed on top of me. I remember entering a very slick and warm place, and the pillow moved up enough for me to have lips pressed to mine. I remember being so deep in her that the very end of my cock was pressing into something. I also remember flipping her on her back and just letting my instincts take over and just pound her, later exploding and feeling my skin go electric and tingle from my toes up to my spine.

It just seems so vivid. It can't have been a dream, at least I think it can't.

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Mood: drained


Jeanie - February 05th, 2004
Oh sex songs. I always keep my ears open for new songs. I hate having a sex soundtrack and play the same songs over and over again, so I mix it up all the time. Check out 6 Underground by the Sneaker Pimps.



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