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Speaker 1: Hello, my love lies.
Speaker 3: I'm Roxy Callahan and welcome to my Erotic Whispers, my
Speaker 3: podcast where we celebrate the joyful sexual and sensual lives
Speaker 3: that all women need and to serve. This week, I'm
Speaker 3: delighted to present a story that illustrates that the lust
Speaker 3: and passion that lives in our hearts doesn't need to
Speaker 3: fade as we get older, and it doesn't need to
Speaker 3: fade if you've been with your partner for a lot
Speaker 3: of years.
Speaker 1: Either.
Speaker 3: The desire and lust we have for our lover's bodies
Speaker 3: can and should live forever. Ruth sent me this story
Speaker 3: and said she wrote it for her husband, who made
Speaker 3: her laugh one day by gifting her the Comma Sutra.
Speaker 3: That led to a conversation where they discovered that they
Speaker 3: both sometimes wanted rough sex, a desire that had been
Speaker 3: buried due to a miscommunication many years earlier. So here
Speaker 3: they are married for thirty years and still discovering new
Speaker 3: ways of enjoying each other's bodies. I love that so much,
Speaker 3: and I think as you listen to the story, you
Speaker 3: will too. This week's narrator is joy X, with the
Speaker 3: wonderful assistance of Greg and please note this podcast is
Speaker 3: intended for adult listeners.
Speaker 1: Two nights ago, Morgan, my wonderful husband of thirty years,
Speaker 1: came in and told me that he had been looking
Speaker 1: over tantric sex positions. I raised an eyebrow, Oh you
Speaker 1: have have you? My tone was tended to be, of course,
Speaker 1: you have you, silly man. Look, we've been married a
Speaker 1: long time, and we've had plenty of wild moments in bed,
Speaker 1: enough that I thought we had settled into a very
Speaker 1: nice cadence of passion and contentment. But my enterprising husband
Speaker 1: presumably took my amused response as meaning enthusiastic interest and
Speaker 1: launched into quite a graphic monologue about tantric sex. He
Speaker 1: particularly liked one where I'm on my side and he's
Speaker 1: kneeling and kind of entering me from a side angle.
Speaker 1: He also liked some of the positions described as acrobatic.
Speaker 1: I have to admit what started out as amusing was
Speaker 1: actually getting pretty hot. What can I say. I love
Speaker 1: my husband. I still think he's hot and well, having
Speaker 1: sex with him has always been one of my favorite things,
Speaker 1: So him talking about sex couldn't not be hot, know
Speaker 1: what I mean.
Speaker 4: Look, I know we're getting up in years, but we're
Speaker 4: in good shape, and you know I'm strong enough. I
Speaker 4: totally want to try riding the horse.
Speaker 1: That was a comment I found particularly amusing. I was
Speaker 1: tempted to say, hold on, Padna, but I just let
Speaker 1: him go on.
Speaker 4: And also, we already have a head start if we
Speaker 4: want to work through all the Kamma Sutra positions. When
Speaker 4: we did it sitting down, that was basically a variance
Speaker 4: of the pivot position, so we could probably just skip
Speaker 4: that one and move on to something even more interesting.
Speaker 1: Wait, so now we're going to work our way through
Speaker 1: the Kamma Sutra. I wasn't necessarily opposed to the idea,
Speaker 1: and watching Morgan's enthusiasm was both cute and hot, but
Speaker 1: it did seem a little odd, Like earning a badge
Speaker 1: on the dude achievement list. His look was both intense
Speaker 1: and hesitant, like that moment when you're dating and the
Speaker 1: guy first puts his hand between your legs. That look,
Speaker 1: I have to admit, I kind of melted that. Here
Speaker 1: we are in our fifties and we still had that
Speaker 1: kind of spark in us.
Speaker 5: Don't I think it will be amazing?
Speaker 1: I was about to answer him when he jumped back
Speaker 1: into his monol.
Speaker 5: Oh and check this out. You will love this.
Speaker 4: Sixty nine with the man on top is a tanker position,
Speaker 4: So we could do that, like right away?
Speaker 5: How could would that be?
Speaker 1: We had definitely already done that a few times, one
Speaker 1: of which was a moment that I still used in
Speaker 1: my fantasies. But I digress. And he was on a roll.
Speaker 1: I looked up at him over my book, so I
Speaker 1: either get to ride you like a horse or you
Speaker 1: fuck my mouth. I'm sorry I couldn't resist teasing him.
Speaker 1: The reality was that him completely losing himself as he
Speaker 1: fucked my mouth was exactly why I still fantasized about that.
Speaker 1: One night, he kind of pouted.
Speaker 4: Well, I don't think that fits in with the tantric
Speaker 4: spirit of everything, but I guess you could describe it
Speaker 4: that way.
Speaker 1: I could tell he was a little tentative and didn't
Speaker 1: know if I was teasing him or dismissing him. Because
Speaker 1: I wasn't in the mood. I was tempted to tease
Speaker 1: him more, but he was so damn cute in his
Speaker 1: earnest appreciation of tantra positions, and frankly, I was getting
Speaker 1: quite turned on, but I just couldn't. I closed my
Speaker 1: book and I set it down. I gave him a
Speaker 1: wicked smile. Okay, I'm ready to be your cowgirl.
Speaker 5: Now, do you really.
Speaker 1: Want to risk asking me twice? He laughed and stood up.
Speaker 5: I just didn't think he'd be that interested.
Speaker 1: That made me a little sad, but we were both older.
Speaker 1: Maybe this tantric thing was a good idea. I decided
Speaker 1: to let him know that I was actually quite into
Speaker 1: it in a playful way. Of course, I've written you
Speaker 1: enough times when kind of looking forward to finding out
Speaker 1: what it's like to be the ride e.
Speaker 5: I'm going to take a quick shower.
Speaker 1: His poiish enthusiasm was both cute and again really hot.
Speaker 1: I went down and got some wine. I mean, it
Speaker 1: can still be romantic while he's writing me and I'm
Speaker 1: groaning and the wine kind of sets that mood. It
Speaker 1: had to actually become almost this ritual we get aroused
Speaker 1: and decide f sex and out comes the wine. Come
Speaker 1: to think of it, I was surprised we hadn't combined
Speaker 1: the two by having me lick wine off his dick
Speaker 1: or him pouring it and licking it off my tits.
Speaker 1: Holy shit, we were both starting to think like when
Speaker 1: we were twenty five. Maybe it was due to the
Speaker 1: kids no longer being in the house. I made a
Speaker 1: mental note to definitely lick wine off Morgan's dick at
Speaker 1: some point. So I got the wine, fluffed the pillows
Speaker 1: and pulled down the comforter in sheets, slid out of
Speaker 1: my clothes, and then crawled into bed. I could hear
Speaker 1: the shower still going, so I closed my eyes and
Speaker 1: try to remember what the hell the riding the horse
Speaker 1: position was. He had paged through so many photos that
Speaker 1: I wasn't sure. Was it the one where the male
Speaker 1: partner is holding the woman freely in his hands while
Speaker 1: he fucks her in various ways? That sounded kind of fun,
Speaker 1: especially as Morgan would have no trouble lifting me and
Speaker 1: kind of tossing me around as he penetrated me in
Speaker 1: various angles. Actually, that sounded like a lot of fun.
Speaker 1: I didn't think it was the one where the man
Speaker 1: is on his hands and feet looking up his body
Speaker 1: basically a table with the arms and legs the table legs.
Speaker 1: The woman then just basically sits on the man's stick.
Speaker 1: I liked that one a lot, but that one had
Speaker 1: the woman facing off to the side. Not much like
Speaker 1: riding a horse. Anyway. The shower had stopped in and
Speaker 1: I brought my attention back to Morgan. By now, all
Speaker 1: this visualizing of various sex positions was having an effect,
Speaker 1: and I was really looking forward to riding Morgan, whatever
Speaker 1: the position. He crawled into bed and we were on
Speaker 1: our sites, facing each other. As we kissed, pressing our
Speaker 1: bodies together as we often did. We talked, running our
Speaker 1: hands over each other while we shared our thoughts. We
Speaker 1: generally discussed romantic things, fantasies, what we like, how we feel,
Speaker 1: things like that, but not always. Sometimes we talked about
Speaker 1: traveling or more mundane subjects while our hands cressed each
Speaker 1: other and we held our naked bodies together. It wasn't
Speaker 1: the foreplay from our twenties or the foreplay you read
Speaker 1: about in books, but it was definitely four play. So
Speaker 1: we talked. Every once in a while we would kiss.
Speaker 1: It may have seemed random, but we always seemed to
Speaker 1: drop in relevant bits of conversation that became sexual and
Speaker 1: brought us into the moment. For example, I asked him
Speaker 1: to describe his favorite photo from the various galleries of
Speaker 1: positions he looked at. As soon as I asked him,
Speaker 1: I started to stroke his dick with my hand, which
Speaker 1: was now pretty hard.
Speaker 4: How was this one photo? But it wasn't in the
Speaker 4: sex position's part. It was in the gallery of couples
Speaker 4: having sex.
Speaker 1: I paused and tried to sound shocked. Now, Morgan, are
Speaker 1: you telling me you are looking at porn?
Speaker 5: Hey?
Speaker 4: You were the one I cut rousing photos of half
Speaker 4: naked men on that website, so don't try to take
Speaker 4: the high road, missy.
Speaker 1: I was going to correct him and tell him that
Speaker 1: I was looking at romance novels, but I was kind
Speaker 1: of curious about the photo he saw that turned him on. Okay,
Speaker 1: you got me there, Now tell me about this photo
Speaker 1: you liked.
Speaker 4: Well, it's probably not what you would think. There was
Speaker 4: nothing provocative or really all that graphic about it. A
Speaker 4: woman is on her knees and pulling the underwear down
Speaker 4: off this guy standing in front of her. His cock
Speaker 4: is hard and half out of the briefs, straining against
Speaker 4: the fabric. The woman is looking at it with this
Speaker 4: look of pure desire, like all she wants is to touch, see,
Speaker 4: and suck it. It was such an intense look on
Speaker 4: her face. I loved that.
Speaker 1: I don't know if he did it by design, but
Speaker 1: I found a mental image incredibly hot too. By now,
Speaker 1: Morgan was crossing my tits with one hand while running
Speaker 1: his other hand over my hips and stomach, and every
Speaker 1: so often down to my pussy where he would stroke me.
Speaker 1: I kept my legs together, but I really wanted to
Speaker 1: just pull my knees apart, spread my legs wide, and
Speaker 1: have Morgan just let his hand explore every part of
Speaker 1: my pussy. However, sometimes it's better when you slow things down,
Speaker 1: even if you have to delay what you really want.
Speaker 1: I liked our conversation and how we were slowly building
Speaker 1: up the sex, so rather than spreading my legs, I
Speaker 1: continued the conversation. It just felt right. So tell me
Speaker 1: about riding the horse.
Speaker 5: It's hard to explain, I should just show you the picture.
Speaker 1: Morgan made to get up and get the picture, but
Speaker 1: I stopped him. No, I want to hear you describe it.
Speaker 5: Oh okay.
Speaker 1: He had this huge grin on his face. As he
Speaker 1: settled back down. I reached to stroke his dick while
Speaker 1: he talked.
Speaker 4: So the man is face up, but not on his back.
Speaker 4: He lifts his body up using his arms and legs.
Speaker 1: Ah, so, cowgirl, only you're lifting your body off the.
Speaker 4: Bed, not exactly, instead of straddling my body. You're also
Speaker 4: in the same position. And as I entered you, you
Speaker 4: have one leg over my leg or resting on my body.
Speaker 1: I'm not quite getting it like this. Morgan made both
Speaker 1: his fingers look like scissors and then intertwine them. Oh,
Speaker 1: I get it, like lesbian scissoring. Only our bodies are
Speaker 1: off the bed and your dick is inside me exactly.
Speaker 4: But thinking it over, I have to be honest, I
Speaker 4: don't think either one of us would be able to
Speaker 4: hold our bodies up long enough.
Speaker 1: He laughed. But I was thinking the exact same thing.
Speaker 1: We weren't twenty five anymore.
Speaker 5: So while I was in a shower, I was thinking
Speaker 5: something different.
Speaker 1: I squeezed his dick.
Speaker 4: Go on, how about sixty nine with me on top?
Speaker 4: We barely ever do that, and it's in the Kama Sutra.
Speaker 1: I love that idea. He sounded really tentative, and I
Speaker 1: couldn't understand it. The more I thought about it, the
Speaker 1: more I wondered why we pretty much never did that position.
Speaker 1: I loved how it just took over and lost control.
Speaker 4: Really, the last time we did it, you mentioned that
Speaker 4: I was a little too rough and it hurt your throat.
Speaker 1: I didn't even remember saying that, and I'm sure I
Speaker 1: was probably just making a random comment about how rough
Speaker 1: it was. I guess my mistake was not following up
Speaker 1: that him losing control of me like that was a
Speaker 1: good thing. I grabbed his face and made sure he
Speaker 1: was looking in the eyes. You're never too rough, and
Speaker 1: I like when you lose control.
Speaker 5: But I don't want to hurt you, honey.
Speaker 1: I can't believe we've been married this many years and
Speaker 1: you don't know that you're incapable of hurting me in
Speaker 1: any way. That makes me regretted. Afterward, he still looked confused.
Speaker 1: I kissed him. Let me put it this way. The
Speaker 1: koma suture demands that you bury your face in my
Speaker 1: pussy while you're fucking my mouth, and if I'm sore afterward,
Speaker 1: that means you did a good job. I squeezed his
Speaker 1: dick again. By now we had stroked and crusted each
Speaker 1: other for so long that Morgan was really hard in
Speaker 1: my hand and he was easily slotting one and two
Speaker 1: fingers into my wet pussy. He didn't say anything, but
Speaker 1: the look of confusion turned into a desperate and primal
Speaker 1: look of desire. Oh yes. He gently pushed me onto
Speaker 1: my back and pulled himself onto his knees next to me.
Speaker 1: He leaned over and held my shoulders down with two
Speaker 1: hands and brought his face down to mine. He kissed
Speaker 1: me so hard on the lips that it almost hurt,
Speaker 1: and then he looked me right in the eyes and.
Speaker 5: Said, remember you demanded this.
Speaker 1: It sounded like the combination of a warning and a promise,
Speaker 1: which took my heat level to eleven. Oh. I not
Speaker 1: only want this, I need this. He kissed me softly,
Speaker 1: it made it rough. He then kissed me hard and
Speaker 1: long on the lips, stopping me from answering. Because he
Speaker 1: kissed me hard again. My cock another hard kiss well,
Speaker 1: soon an even harder kiss, be doing, another hard kiss,
Speaker 1: diss and then another hard kiss to your mouth, another
Speaker 1: hard kiss, and then he pulled up and I hope
Speaker 1: he saw the pure lust in my eyes. I never
Speaker 1: realized he was so hung up on hurting me by
Speaker 1: pushing that aside. I had unleashed some kind of beast. God.
Speaker 1: I was so hot, I felt like I was twenty.
Speaker 5: Now I'm going to ask one more time.
Speaker 1: I couldn't even speak as I soaked in the pure
Speaker 1: desire in his eyes.
Speaker 5: Are you ready for me to fuck your mouth?
Speaker 1: I was so wired I couldn't even talk. I just nodded,
Speaker 1: say it, fuck, honey, do it? Do it now. He
Speaker 1: pulled the covers all the way down off the bed.
Speaker 1: I lay in the center, naked and exposed. His dick
Speaker 1: was so hard I was practically pointing straight up. His
Speaker 1: desire made me even more hot. I reached down to
Speaker 1: touch myself and I was completely wet. As much as
Speaker 1: I loved Morgan going down on me, and I adored
Speaker 1: his tongue getting me off, I was focused on something else,
Speaker 1: him losing control in my mouth. I was pretty sure
Speaker 1: it would hurt, but I didn't care. I wanted to
Speaker 1: feel him completely lost in desire. He crawled on hands
Speaker 1: and knees up to my shoulders and slid his knee
Speaker 1: over my head. I cressed his thighs with my hands
Speaker 1: as I spread my legs a bit more. He lowered
Speaker 1: himself onto his elbows, leaned down and gave my pussy
Speaker 1: a kiss.
Speaker 5: Fuck, you are so wet.
Speaker 1: I felt him lick my pussy up and down, hungrily,
Speaker 1: taking in all my juices. God, it was so hot,
Speaker 1: especially as his hard dick was inches of above my face.
Speaker 1: It was my turn to pleasure him. I grabbed his
Speaker 1: ass and pulled his dick down. I reached around and
Speaker 1: guided it into my mouth. He was moving very slowly,
Speaker 1: so I kissed and licked his head before they slid
Speaker 1: between my lips. God, I loved his dick. It was
Speaker 1: so hard. I had sucked it countless times, and I
Speaker 1: never got tired of it. He was barely moving his
Speaker 1: body and was clearly focused on my pussy. And it
Speaker 1: was tough for me to concentrate because it felt so
Speaker 1: fucking good. But I wanted Morgan to lose control. I
Speaker 1: needed him to lose control. I put both my hands
Speaker 1: on his ass. And pulled hard. His dick pressed deep
Speaker 1: into my mouth.
Speaker 5: Oh fuck it.
Speaker 1: He stopped licking me, which made me smile. I got
Speaker 1: his attention. I grabbed his hips and pushed his body
Speaker 1: up and down, his dick sliding in and out of
Speaker 1: my mouth. He still wasn't moving, so I pushed up
Speaker 1: and his dick slid out of my mouth. Your deck
Speaker 1: feels so good, but it would feel so much better
Speaker 1: if you were really letting go and fucking me like
Speaker 1: you promised. It was like a light one off. I
Speaker 1: wrapped my lips around his dick just as he shoved
Speaker 1: his hips down on my face. His dick slid toward
Speaker 1: the back of my throat. I didn't even have time
Speaker 1: to get used to that when he pulled out and
Speaker 1: pushed it back in. He was going slow, but he
Speaker 1: was not holding back and thrust it in and out.
Speaker 1: I couldn't tell him to stop. I didn't want him
Speaker 1: to stop. The only way I could communicate was with
Speaker 1: my hands, and I just pulled him in deeper as
Speaker 1: he pushed down with all fuck.
Speaker 5: Fuck, fuck, that feels so good.
Speaker 1: His moans made me even hotter, and I leaned my
Speaker 1: head further back.
Speaker 5: Oh fuck, honey, I can't stop. I need to fuck
Speaker 5: your mouth.
Speaker 1: I squeezed his ass with my hands, and at that
Speaker 1: moment he lost control. He went faster and pushed harder.
Speaker 1: I wasn't ready for the pure raw power of his thrusting,
Speaker 1: but he obviously didn't know or didn't care, and his
Speaker 1: dick pushed all the way down my throat. Fuck, it
Speaker 1: was unbelievable. There was no gentle licking, no soft sucking.
Speaker 1: He was totally out of control and slamming his dick
Speaker 1: in and out of my throat. Everything about it was exquisite,
Speaker 1: the hardness of his dick deep in my throat while
Speaker 1: his soft hair brushed my lips. Then the most amazing
Speaker 1: thing happened. He started thrusting faster, and I could feel
Speaker 1: his heart as iron cock get even bigger and harder,
Speaker 1: A fat of going to come if possible. He went
Speaker 1: faster and harder. Oh God, yes, yes, he shoved his
Speaker 1: dick deep in my mouth and stopped. We had sex
Speaker 1: countless times and many positions and in many places, and
Speaker 1: this moment immediately was the single most erotic moment of
Speaker 1: my life. My nose was buried in his pewicare while
Speaker 1: his dick was throbbing in my mouth. I could deeply
Speaker 1: smell his sex as his body tensed and his hotcum
Speaker 1: shot directly into my throat. I couldn't breathe, but I
Speaker 1: didn't care. I just wanted to keep feeling his throbbing
Speaker 1: dick on my tongue and his hot com shooting in
Speaker 1: my throat. Soon, too soon, he lifted his hips. His
Speaker 1: hot dick was above my face, dripping spit and come
Speaker 1: on my face. Holy fuck. I was fifty eight years
Speaker 1: old and I was sitting there getting off on come
Speaker 1: and spit dripping on my face. I gasped for breath.
Speaker 1: My throat was really sore, and my jaw was stiff
Speaker 1: and hurt a bit. But being soren stiff are the
Speaker 1: kind of things I would joke with my girlfriends about
Speaker 1: as indicative of us all getting old. This, however, was
Speaker 1: me sore and stiff from getting fucked hard. God, I
Speaker 1: felt like I was twenty.
Speaker 5: Are you okay?
Speaker 1: Holy fuck, honey, I'm way more than okay. That was
Speaker 1: so fucking hot. He didn't say anything, but a second
Speaker 1: later I felt his tongue slide from my clit all
Speaker 1: the way down my pussy.
Speaker 5: You are kidding, you are so fucking wet.
Speaker 1: He went slow and then fast. He was constantly licking
Speaker 1: and then sucking lightly on my clit, each one getting
Speaker 1: me a little hotter and making me quiver. I didn't
Speaker 1: believe the sensation. At one point, when he was thrusting
Speaker 1: his tongue in and out of my pussy and his
Speaker 1: chin was rhythmically rubbing against my clit. Oh fuck, don't
Speaker 1: stop doing that. That feels so good. I couldn't stop
Speaker 1: myself and lifted my hipster grind a bit as he
Speaker 1: slid his tongue in and out. At this point, a
Speaker 1: drop of cum dripped onto my cheek, and the reminder
Speaker 1: of Morgan's orgasm put me over the top. He slid
Speaker 1: two fingers in my pussy and just focused his tongue
Speaker 1: on my clit. Fuck fuck, yes, oh my god, yes,
Speaker 1: lick my clit. Don't stop. As Morgan's tongue danced all
Speaker 1: over my clit, I lifted my head up and took
Speaker 1: Morgan's cock in my mouth. He was fairly soft, and
Speaker 1: I just enjoyed the feeling of his post orgasm dick
Speaker 1: filling my mouth. The combination was pure pleasure. Oh yes,
Speaker 1: I'm so close. I started the thrust up against his
Speaker 1: tongue so that it rhythmically pressed a bit harder against
Speaker 1: my clit as he licked Oh fuck, yes, yes, Oh
Speaker 1: I'm coming.
Speaker 5: Yes.
Speaker 1: My orgasm hit and Morgan shoved this tongue down against
Speaker 1: my clit. My whole body quivered under his I was
Speaker 1: breathing hard when Morgan slid his leg back over my
Speaker 1: head and crawled up next to me. He smelled so
Speaker 1: much of me, and his total immersion and my pleasure
Speaker 1: was intoxicating. Oh my god, honey, I could feel you coming.
Speaker 1: I felt your dick throb and your body tense, and
Speaker 1: then you came. I took a deep, satisfied breath.
Speaker 5: Wow, your voice is on little raspy. Did it hurt?
Speaker 1: Definitely? Didn't want to give him any excuse not to
Speaker 1: do this again, so rather than admit that my throat
Speaker 1: was really sore and my jaw was already aching, I
Speaker 1: kissed him. I was thinking that you should go harder
Speaker 1: and faster next time, so take that as you will
Speaker 1: next time. Well, I guess we need to get through
Speaker 1: the rest of your commas suture book first. His smile
Speaker 1: couldn't be any wider.
Speaker 5: I have so many ideas.
Speaker 1: Uh, I'm sorry, Buster No. Morgan looked confused. I get
Speaker 1: to pick the next position. Thanks so much for listening
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