I had mind-blowing sex with my husband this weekend. I thought it was worth sharing here because sometimes husbands don't get enough credit for the amazing lovers they are.
It was funny because this story started with me sending Adventurer some texts letting him know that I was feeling eager to fuck him, and wondering if he could be convinced to join me. I sent it to him via kik (because I didn't want incriminating evidence on his phone if one of the kids looked at his messages) and he didn't check the app for a long time.
I could see the message was unread, so throughout the day, I sent a few more texts. I wondered, for example, if maybe I could entice him by making a game out of it. We could use dice. The game could either be naughty or nice. Nice dice could be labelled with a body part for each number and I'd pleasure that part for one minute per roll. Naughty dice could have a different sex toy assigned to each number...but I warned him that it might lead to me having to spank him. LOL
There was still no response, so after 30 minutes or so I sent something like "Shoot. I guess I'm going to have to sweeten my offer!"
That's when he saw it. He laughed and said that he would love nothing more to ravish my beautiful body, but he also certainly loves creative ideas.
An hour or two later, when our daughter was distracted, we snuck off to the bedroom and made love. There were no dice involved. And I think I'd categorize the sex on the vanilla side of things: there was a lot of kissing and caressing, it was slow and passionate, he went deep inside me and looked into my eyes as he fucked me. I loved how intimate it was and was reminded once again about how well he knows my body and the little tricks to make it sing.
Afterwards, we lay and cuddled for awhile and then had to get up and get dressed to switch the laundry, and get dinner started. But I kind of loved that part too...that amazing sex is deeply connected to an amazing life partnership. In any case, it had me glowing and smiling for the rest of the evening.
Yesterday, it was Adventurer's turn to text me. We had been out and about in the morning and had returned, had lunch, and were chilling for the afternoon. He had gone upstairs to our bedroom and I was on the main floor of our house. He sent me a text, "Want to come upstairs and do very kinky things?" I laughed and texted that I was on my way.
The very kinky things involved a waterproof sex blanket on the bed, numerous toys, and my body orgasming more times than I could count. There were labia clamps used to pinch my outer lips lightly and spread them wide while he licked my clit. There was light paddling of my butt, followed by hand caressing and fucking from behind. There were magic wands used to make me cum hard, and then cum again, and again. There was a steel wand inserted and gently rocked back and forth until creamy pussy juice was flowing out of me. And then his expert fingers fucked me too. I think three fingers were where we ended, but it might have been four. I just know that I was a bit lost in all of the sensations of it. Eventually, I tapped out and said that I really couldn't take any more...but I also desperately wanted him inside me. That's when he pulled me to the edge of the bed, lifted my legs, and slid his hard cock inside me.
At that point, I was very wet and well used. He said that I was still incredibly tight for him, though. And he smiled down at me and said that I was a perfect little slut for him. (Which, incidentally, is a term that I've recently reclaimed for myself, so I didn't mind him using it. In fact, I really loved it). He came inside me and then we both lay back to recover. He also called me Puddles because our sex blanket was a giant mess by that point.
The moral of this story is, be careful when you send your spouse texts
You may end up a sex tousled mess.
especially when she asks the little head 
