I just had sex....

Occasionally I post a description of an extremely exciting sexual encounter that was just so good that I have to tell the world about it. This is one of those posts.

Last night My husband and I wrestled. We have never wrestled before. Sure maybe for a minute or two here or there we might play wrestle but never before have we kept going beyond the initial adrenaline rush. Last night we did. It was FANTASTIC. It began as just some play fighting but moved very quickly to something else. My husband was a wrestler in high school and really loved it. I have always known that which is partly why I have not tried to wrestle him till now. I know he would win. Last night a wild wind caught Me though and when we were play fighting I grabbed his wrists. A light went on in his eyes and before I realized it he was wrapped around me spinning me onto the bed. Yum! I decided to take it a step further. I began to play wrestle like I usually do. you know, “Oh no! Let me go!” and when he loosened his grip on me to give pin me to the bed I saw my opportunity and wriggled free. Jason grinned ear to ear and pounced again. This time he caught me from behind and latched his arm around my waist. I rolled until he broke his grip and then again wriggled free. I think Jason thought it was over at this point because he said “that was fun.” Always one for witty comebacks I said “then you will love this.” At which point I jumped on him, pushing him back against the bed and pinning him down. Or I thought I had him pinned. I am constantly amazed at how strong My husband is but never so much as when he began dead lifting Me off of him. Once he had Me up he shifted and all of the sudden I was back, face down on the bed with his arms and legs wrapped around me, My arms and legs pulled backward.

Well at this point I realized I was not going to win. So I fought dirty. I managed to get a hand free and I reached back and tickled him. Jason is HIGHLY ticklish if you know where to get him. And I do. I went straight for the tickle jugular. In a second the situation was again reversed. But much too soon he was gripping My hands at the wrist with his legs again around Me. So I began pulling out his leg hair. What? I said I fight dirty. So he’s laughing and yelling but I am stealthy like a ninja. I do a double back flip while running up the wall… ok I didn’t do that so much as wrap My legs around him and get ahold of him by the wrist. And we wrestled. Back and forth, the sheer excitement of struggling. It was fantastic!

Eventually I began to get tired so I decided to refocus some of that adrenaline south of the Mason-Dixie. While I was on top of him trying to pin him down I began grinding against him. He instantly became rock hard and his struggling ceased. I made him tell Me that I won. That I was the champion. Which he did with a beautiful smile on his face.

Since I had so thoroughly vanquished him I decided to play with the spoils. I shackled him to the headboard and spread his legs. I then began sucking his dick with at least as much enthusiasm as I had wrestled with. Jason has always been one who, though he loves head, would much rather have sex than just get blown. But I was more interested in what I wanted which was to torment him. So I just kept sucking. When he began getting close to cumming he started asking Me to stop. Then he began begging Me. He told Me that he wanted to be inside Me. But on I sucked. And more he moaned. Until he had no choice but to cum.

It was so hot!

Once I released him he immediately dove south and proceeded to eat Me out like My pussy was a thanksgiving feast!

I love My sex life!