Letting Go of Ourselves and Pressing Into Our Relationship and Intimacy

Love Making

Have you ever had one of those conversations with your spouse, partner or lover about what the depth of your love could enable you to achieve? Have you given thought to what sorts of feats you would accomplish to demonstrate the love you have for the other? Have you considered what barriers or obstacles that you could blow through in order to span a measure of the distance to demonstrate to him or her what extent you are willing to travel for them?

Obviously, with a blog title of The Essence of Love-Making and the subject matter that lies within, there is one very erotic action that would be raised as one of the questions that I referred to in the previous paragraph (more on this particular question later). What are the barriers that preclude us from demonstrating absolute comfort with our partner? Melinda and I considered that we could make this more specific…does your love compel you to do things that you would ordinarily view as being “gross?”

I find myself increasingly laying down what was once uncomfortable (or, gross, if that term works better for you) in favor of wanting to not let my own inhibitions stand in the way of my affection.  Let me list a few of examples below along with how I now (or desire) to respond.

  1. Deep, passionate kisses first thing in the morning (forsaking morning breath). If we both have morning breath, why does it matter? Kiss away! Kiss freely!!
  2. Full contact, bodies pressed together, hugs when she is sweaty from a workout. Unless I am wearing a suit and preparing to head out for some other special occasion, I will hug her. If she is finishing an athletic event (running race, triathlon, etc.), you had better believe that I am going to hug her in celebration! The question is, does (or will) she hug me?
  3. Making love after a full day (i.e., not showering before intimacy). I know that some couples (especially depending upon what sort of work either does) will absolutely avoid physical contact until after their bodies are clean. Unless I have been out camping for three days, I have no problem with getting our bodies together for passionate sex without a shower. If we both are days without a shower, it truly doesn’t matter.
  4. Oral sex without an immediately prior shower. (see #3). I do enjoy her fragrance and I have no issues with being “down there,” especially if the intimacy is spontaneous and uncontrollable. My natural inclination is to head south no matter what and give her all the pleasure that she desires and can handle.
  5. Kissing after oral sex. For me, this is an absolute no hesitation move. If she goes down on me and takes me to completion, not only would I not resist her kiss, but I need her to kiss me! The same is true for the roles to be reversed. After I pleasure her, I am going to kiss her deeply. Our love fluids are no longer a roadblock for me – instead, they are an on-ramp to the next intimacy freeway!
  6. Wake-up sex following a previous evening of sex. This isn’t a consideration for me. Of course I am ready for sex first thing in the morning. I do like the messy nature of it all and to be with her through all of that is heavenly!
  7. Wake-up oral sex. By now, these situations seem silly. Why would I not go down? I want to wake her up with oral!!
  8. Oral sex following penetrative (i.e. intercourse). Again, this is ridiculous considering the nature of my blog and what I absolutely enjoy doing. It went from a goal to something that is a facet of making love. A means to take intimacy to new levels.
  9. Wake-up oral sex after a prior evening of sex. This is something that I have never tried nor experienced. The idea is sexy yet there needs to be a measure of intimate trust that will allow for me to do this. Does she trust me with her body? Would she let herself be vulnerable to my oral desires? I want to experiment with this one day.

There are other, less physically sexual, yet no less sensual expressions that come to mind. Sharing food from the same utensil? How about the ultimate in food sharing…biting from the same apple (a la Adam and Eve)? What comes to your mind? What do you see yourself doing or wanting your other half to do?

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#NSFW Sickness? We don’t let that stop our love-making!

“I want to feel you inside of me, now” she said followed with a few coughs. It was very different from normal but it was also more than I could take.

“I want to feel you inside of me, now” she said followed with a few coughs. It was very different from normal but it was also more than I could take.

Sickness has been making its way through my home over the last few days and I was feeling bad for Melinda as she was feeling terrible.On the previous night, we both had worked out earlier in the evening and saved our post-exercise workout for when we were headed to bed so that our bodies would be fresh for each other to enjoy. We showered individually and once in bed I began kissing and inhaling, relishing the flavor and scent of her skin. Melinda took my cock into her hand and began caressing and stroking me. Because of the late hour, I knew that she wanted to enjoy our love-making but was also ready for sleep. Suddenly, she began to apologize and asked to stop. Nausea had swept through her body and she couldn’t move ahead.

I felt terrible for her and while also sensing a slight bit of rejection in the pit of my stomach. For a moment, I paused and tried to focus on her and how she was feeling, completely understanding that she was feeling ill and that it had nothing to do with me. Still, my thoughts went immediately to self-doubt, “am I repulsive and make her feel ill?” It was a ridiculous thought and I put it aside and asked my wife if there was anything that I could get for her while assuring her that I was fine with stopping.

The next morning, I left Melinda in bed asleep as I departed for work. Later that afternoon, I was fully aware that she was afflicted with some sort of a cold or mild flu. When headed for bed, having sex was the furthest thing from my mind. Melinda and I had both been reading a blogger friend’s description about manual and oral stimulation that we wanted to try (when she was feeling better). The description was quite hot and very specific yet was a departure from anything that we have experimented with before. As with the previous night, I headed for the shower to wash the sweat from my earlier workout off of my body.

The way that the shower in our en suite bathroom is positioned, the line of sight into the bedroom is very limited. The room was quiet and I could tell that Melinda had already turned off her lamp. The room was still lit which meant that my own lamp remained lit. I hung the towel and walked toward the door an reached to toggle the light switch while catching a glimpse of something so amazingly sexy in my peripheral vision.

image (1)Before I tripped over my chin, I pulled my jaw back up to my face while staring at and walking toward the bed.  Melinda was on her knees, straddling and relaxed into a few of our bed pillows, comfortably awaiting me with her sexy and quite naked ass aimed directly at the bathroom door. She was resting her head on another pillow while her eyes looked back toward me. I could see that she had a considerably broad smile, decidedly pleased with my surprised reaction. She looked between my legs and noted that I sprang to life. “Are you feeling better?” I asked.

“No,” she replied, “I just want to feel and enjoy you. I missed you last night! <cough, cough>”

I was a little concerned, “are you sure about this?”

“Don’t worry,” she chimed, ” I am not going to kiss you and share my cold with you. This way, I am not tempted with your face being so far away from mine!”

Her logic seemed reasonable to me and I bent down, leaning my face in between her legs. I pressed my face to her inner thighs while my hands caressed her cheeks. My tongue began to trace the skin surrounding her opening. I wanted to give her a clitoral orgasm and began to work towards that with my tongue. “NO!” she coughed, “I want to feel you inside me! NOW!”

image (2)Without any hesitation, I climbed to my knees and positioned myself behind her gorgeous ass. Her pussy was glistening from her own wetness and felt my cock being grabbed and pulled towards her. She was guiding me inside of her which is something that I love. Amidst all of the stroking and thrusting, Melinda’s pleasure-prompted sighs and moans were disrupted by the obvious affects of her illness. When she coughed, her pussy would grip my cock as if were held and squeezed in her fist. The sensation was amazing but, emotionally, I felt terrible for her.

I continued thrusting inside of her. She warned me to not go to deep in this position. Before too long, she spread her knees further apart and pushed her chest and face into her pillow. Within moments, I could feel her body trembling and the muffled sound of pleasure. Melinda was enjoying a wonderful orgasm while I continued. My nerves seemed hypersensitive within seconds of her climax and soon I was building toward the point of no return. “Yes, cum inside me! Cum inside me!” Melinda exclaimed. My body suddenly froze. I couldn’t thrust anymore with the powerful release began. She sensed my orgasm as my cock pulsed inside of her, “Yes! I feel you cumming!” she exclaimed.

We remained connected for a moment or two. Melinda signaled that she was done and wanted to get dressed and go to sleep. As if on cue, her coughing returned with vigor as she walked to the bathroom. She turned back to me with a smile. “I love you, Will.” Still processing the entire activity, I grinned back at her, “I love you, too, Melinda!” We slipped into and beneath the covers. Melinda fell asleep within seconds.

Though I was thoroughly amazed that she wanted to make love while feeling terrible, I felt a little guilty for it. Today, she emailed me and told me that she was feeling much better and that the reason had to be the sex from last night.

Hopefully, she will still need to feel better tonight!