Red Room

Right before my therapy appointment I was struck with the desire to put a little lingerie on, exist in my sensual power, and cum. As I began to drop into my body, my crush came to mind and my orgasm intensified significantly with his sexy self in mind 🤤

There is something so erotic about intimacy with the intention of not escalating past a certain point. It allows for the swell of longing and the ability to be deeply present with exactly where you are. Kissing, dry humping, and flirty play are things that bring us both into such blissful connection with each other in the here and now 💗

Chronic illness is not represented enough in pleasure. In many ways it can exist as a barrier to feeling good, and at the same time, it teaches you how to truly feel the pleasurable moments in the body when they are there. This is an example of sensuality that is mundane, and mundane moments that become sensual in a body that is experiencing pain 🤎

After a week full of fucking, we interrupted our plans to fully immerse ourselves in each other again. Beginning with my husband eating my pussy on his knees (his rightful place), then fucking me passionately, making me cum, and me finishing by swallowing his cum with our eyes locked on each other ❤️‍🔥

Pure devoted time to worshipping my husbands literally perfect cock! How am I so lucky to be the one with full access to praise, suck, slap, spit on, lick and taste his addictive cock? 🫠🫠 maybe we don't need to know, we can just observe the magic together!

Self pleasure is something that goes much deeper than just the end result of cumming ~ it's a way I create a sensual container for myself to be all that I am in any given moment. This mornings pleasure sesh included some stretching, sensual self touch, tending to pain in my neck and back, being slow, not expecting anything from my pussy, and a surprisingly wet orgasm💦 Not all orgasms are beautiful, and yet they are entirely compelling exactly as they are.

After a night of passionate sex, I woke up craving more but something different. Together we spent time dropping into the flow of receiving and giving in a mutual surrender (69ing) along with some delicious making out, before another round of very hot sex.

For me, late luteal phase sex can be a process of slowly feeling into pleasure that sits just behind pain. Gently releasing into my lovers desire helped open me into my own pleasure one breath, moan, and giggle at a time ❤️

In the mood for reconnection, I asked my partner to join me on a little drive while listening to a new album. In my inspired energy, I randomly wanted to suck his cock so I pulled over and got on my knees until he came in my mouth! My partner is not an exhibitionist like me, so this was an edge for him that I'm grateful he allowed himself to explore with me :)

To me, my husband's cock is absolute perfection. The size, shape, proportions, texture...it is holy. And it is only right to worship something so holy with all my devotion 😉 This video is just him receiving plenty of sensory pleasure in the last 15 minutes of our stay at an Airbnb 💗