Unexpected Ending in the Woods

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 ❤️‍🔥

My husband was a sleepy angel this morning and I stumbled upon his hard cock first thing, and couldn't help but wake him up pleasurably!

A short and sweet connection after spotting my husband sunning his beautiful cock in the yard. Sensual kisses, gentle touch, and a very surprising moment of release 💦

I'm still fantasizing about how hot this sex was 🥵 My husband teases me about being able to move me however he wants, to which I beg for proof! He proceeds to fuck me so passionately and dominantly, bringing out moans I've never heard myself make through quivering breaths. Then he covers me in his beautiful silky cum 💦

I was laying in the sun when my pussy started gushing with ovulatory fluid. When I felt how plump and needy my pussy was for my touch, I came inside to capture myself cumming and share it with you 😉

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 💗

My husband and I fell into a connective moment after dinner that turned into a delicious rapture of eye contact that felt like mutual possession of the other; both of us, right where we wanted to be. Connection through cock worship, rough fucking, several positions and an intense gaze at the other.

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.

One of my favorite ways to interact with my being while I'm fucking myself is to watch myself in the mirror. It takes you into a different kind of pleasure realm to witness yourself. To gaze upon your own yoni. To dress up for yourself. To salivate over your own movements and moans mirrored back to you 🥵 When I engage with my pleasure in this way, I always wonder why I don't bring a mirror out more often!✨🪞❤️‍🔥