A thirty-two-year-old woman wrote:
It was fun and just last night! Anyway, my hubby and I went to a local sex shop and picked up a couple of things: a new whip, a new feather, some ben wa balls, a cock ring, and anal beads. When we got home, he put on his cock ring and I slipped in the ben wa balls. Then we spent the evening enjoying our little secret while we hung out with some friends.
The friends left and we put the kids to bed. We put on an X-rated movie and, when my husband got frisky, I flashed him my pussy and he jumped in!! He pulled my ben wa balls out and gave me head on the living room sofa. After my first orgasm of the night we finished watching the movie! Then we went to the bedroom where he took his time kissing, stroking, licking, and nibbling all over my body. He broke in our new whip and feather on me… the switch between the sting of the whip and the tickle of the feather was wonderful! Mmmm. Orgasm number two was quickly followed by orgasm number three when he slipped between my legs and pounded me hard, and number four happened when I held him inside me after he had come and rubbed my clit so I could come with him inside me again! As you might have gathered I’ve recently become multiorgasmic. What a gas!
After that I lost count of how many times I came. Whew!! We grabbed towels to cover the enormous wet spots all over the bed and cuddled up into each other’s arms. It was pure heaven!! We never did use the anal beads… but there’s always tonight!
A thirty-four-year-old woman wrote:
A few nights ago my husband and I weren’t planning on sex, we were just going to play a little. It got so hot that we couldn’t take it anymore. When my husband slipped inside me I came almost instantly.
A thirty-eight-year-old woman wrote:
My most recent experience happened about two months ago. My husband and I have sex infrequently but when we do it’s almost always satisfying. That time I masturbated while he watched, and as I was just about to come, he rammed into me. Since it had been so long since I had had intercourse, I came very fast and very hard. I was very vocal, so vocal that he stopped for fear of waking our teenage children.
A forty-two-year-old woman wrote:
Okay, here goes. My husband is a sweet guy but he has a hard time with an erection and he can’t keep it long enough to penetrate. Therefore, sadly, intercourse is out of the question. That last time even the oral sex wasn’t all that good because he didn’t take his time.
This letter saddens me because Viagra really works!
A forty-seven-year-old woman wrote:
A few nights ago my boyfriend called and wanted to come over but I was in a foul mood so I told him no.
The next day I was off from work and he stopped by early in the morning after my son went to school. I’m afraid that I still didn’t feel like it. I guess he really was in the mood so the next thing I know he had me up against the wall, my leg over his shoulder and his tongue going to town. Needless to say, I got in the mood very quickly.
A fifty-eight-year-old woman wrote:
My partner and I live on opposite coasts so we try to get together whenever business or personal travel will allow. Our most recent opportunity was a couple of weeks ago when he came east on business. We took a trip to New Hampshire and Maine to see the foliage.
We made reservations at a wonderful inn in the mountains and arrived fairly late at night. Knowing we would be too tired for dinner, I had packed champagne, wine, cheese, fruit, and crackers in a picnic basket for our first night together. Of course one of the best parts of not being together all the time is that we build up a real hunger for each other. We find it difficult to keep our hands off each other, so the long ride to the mountains was spent playing.
Although we didn’t bring each other to orgasm during the drive, preferring to save that for later, we built the anticipation and tension by stimulating each other almost to the point of no return. I’m always sure to wear something with “easy access” and he always wears the silk boxers that I love. I start by rubbing his crotch, opening his fly, and playing with his hard-on before putting my head in his lap and sucking his cock. He loves driving this way, especially if he thinks others know what’s going on.
One of the reasons I love his hands is because they know just how to drive me wild. While driving he caresses me, fondling my neck, my breasts, my clit, and finally inserting knowing fingers in my warm, wet channel. It’s a delightful way to travel, and when we arrive we are so eager that we make love for hours in every possible position. A wonderful way to enjoy the great outdoors.
If you decide to play this way, please pull your car over. I worry a lot about the accidents that might be caused by “distracted driving.”
A thirty-year-old man wrote:
Recently I was awakened at two in the morning by my wife’s mouth on my cock. The slight confusion of being half asleep made me act raunchy so I just bucked my hips as I came in her mouth paying no attention to her excitement.
A thirty-one-year-old man wrote:
Most recently I had unexpected phone sex. A lady friend called me up supposedly just to chat. She’d recently broken up with her boyfriend and was telling me about how much she was enjoying playing the field. We were talking about nothing in particular when she suddenly said, “Oh. I just got off.”
“What?”
“I just got myself off just now.”
We talked about that a little and continued chatting. Then she said that she had just done it again. Curious about what was going on, I asked her what she was wearing.
“Oh, nothing,” she replied.
Well, let me tell you I was really horny by then. The conversation got more and more intimate and eventually she was telling me exactly what she was doing and I was giving her a “blow by blow” of my activities. It was so hot, both because of the dirty talk and because it was so unexpected.
A thirty-two-year-old man wrote:
Just a few nights ago my wonderful wife warmed me up with her spectacular fellatio, then asked me if I was ready to try something new. I gave her the okay so she got out a vibrating butt plug and sensuously inserted it in my ass. That sent me to the moon so she climbed on top of me.
Although she was very wet it took a while for me to get inside because she was squeezing so hard (she must think training her Kegel muscles is an Olympic event). After we managed to get my cock inside her she started a slow up-and-down motion. Somehow the anal stimulation allowed me to last longer so she was able to come three times before I emptied myself into her. It left a terrible wet spot on the bed, but these little inconveniences are well worth it.
A forty-five-year-old man wrote:
During the past couple of weeks circumstances haven’t encouraged a really big production number. My most recent experience was nothing more profound than my partner performing oral and manual sex until I ejaculated. It’s past time for me to suggest something a bit more. Thanks for getting me to think about it.
A forty-seven-year-old man wrote:
I was spending an evening with a recently divorced former coworker. She had insisted that we’d just be friends and get together for company.
We were sitting on the couch talking and watching TV. Somehow I managed to breathe lightly on her neck. Well, that turned out to be her “hot spot.” Woweee!! Right there in front of me she unwound like an overly tightened clock spring and jumped my bones.
A fifty-year-old man wrote:
Unfortunately, my wife and I both work and many nights we’re just too tired (how sad is that!). We tend to go on streaks where for a time period we’ll do it all the time, maybe three or four times in a week, and then we’ll go for a week or longer with nothing. That’s the way it’s been lately.
Anyway, back to your question. The other night we had a pretty standard lovemaking session for us: half an hour or more of fore-play, kissing and rubbing backs, fronts, etc. and then about fifteen to twenty minutes of actual intercourse. We did it in several different positions—mostly side to side, or her on top. She’s been in a sexual slump of late
and unfortunately didn’t climax. I asked whether there was anything I could do, but she said no and went to sleep.
A fifty-two-year-old man wrote:
My wife and I took a shower together a few night ago, enjoying washing each other’s genitals and asses. We spread a thick pile throw on the bedroom floor, gathered our supplies (towels, lube), and turned on our XXX satellite channel for background.
My wife began to suck my cock (which was incredibly hard from the Viagra I had taken). After a nice sucking session, she lay back and I feasted on her smooth, wet pussy for a while, licking and probing. Finally I entered her and, being hot, it didn’t take long before we were enjoying full deep strokes. She began rubbing her clit as I thrust into her. Usually we end up orgasming doggy-style, but this time we went totally missionary. It wasn’t what you’d call a wham-bam quickie; it was sort of in between, but hot and satisfying for us both.
A fifty-four-year-old man wrote:
I take a blood pressure medication that makes it difficult to get a full erection. It’s very frustrating. I get a little hard and come okay but all too often I am not hard enough to penetrate her vagina. I have to think of all sorts of things to get hard enough to insert myself and by then I’m coming just as I enter her.
We have tried playing games, and last year I shaved my pubic hair. It made me crazy with desire, but she hates it. I did it again this year and she wouldn’t let me fuck her until it grew out again.
We found that the easiest time to make love is early in the morning. I sleep nude and she sleeps with panties and a T-shirt. Several mornings ago I pulled her close, yanked her panties off, and kissed her vagina. She took off her shirt and started kissing me. She sucked my penis until it was hard enough to penetrate her. She reached for the lube and rubbed it while I stroked her vagina and clitoris gently. Then I entered her. As we moved together and kissed wildly, I thought about how much I really love her and just how lucky I am to have her in my life.
Sex is important and can be rewarding at any age. As this man found out, if there are erectile problems the best time to make love is early in the morning, when his testosterone level is at its highest.
If you’re having such problems, please talk to your doctor about your blood pressure medicine. He might be able to prescribe something that doesn’t affect your ability to maintain an erection. And talk to him about Viagra. As I said before, it works!
A fifty-six-year-old man wrote:
My lady and I don’t live in the same state and it’s often several months between visits. Since we work in different offices of the same firm, we do get to spend time together at business meetings, as we did last month. As good as the weeks together are, the partings are really tough. Unfortunately, as the week ends, I get depressed about the fact that we won’t be together and often I am unable to have an orgasm.
The last time, as we were packing our bags to leave, I made love to her and after I had made her come, although she tried everything, I couldn’t. The following morning, on our way to the airport, we parked in a secluded area, where we got in the back-seat like teenagers and she gave me the most wonderful blow job! I certainly was able to climax that way.
A twenty-five-year-old woman wrote:
We were at my partner’s place, sitting on the sofa watching a movie on his new DVD surround-sound system. He has amazing hands and started to caress me through my clothing. He knows exactly where to touch, without me having to tell him.
Anyhow, we were kissing and petting when he just picked me up. Giggling, I wrapped my legs around him while he walked us to the bedroom. Once there we removed all our clothes. I lay on top of his gorgeous body and began lightly rubbing my wetness along his hard penis. Then he was inside me, thrusting deeper and deeper. I stopped him and told him that it would be a good idea to put on a condom so that he wouldn’t have to keep stopping when he thought he would come. With a condom in place he continued where he left off, slowly inserting his penis in me and vigorously thrusting harder and faster. It felt amazing. I wrapped my legs around his waist, ran my hands down toward his butt, and pulled him closer.
To his disappointment he came quickly so he began to lick and suck my pussy madly while his fingers thrust inside. Within minutes I came, but he continued to suck and finger me. He rubbed an area inside me that made my whole body quiver. He thinks he may have found my g-spot, but I was so deep into the pleasure that all I knew was that I didn’t want him to stop. We are planning on exploring that area more in the future.
Beware! Those first few drops of pre-come that lubricate a man’s penis are filled with sperm and can contain disease organisms. If you’re using a condom for birth or disease control, put that condom on before any contact between penis and vagina.
A twenty-five-year-old woman wrote:
For us it was average. The baby finally went to sleep and we jumped into bed. We masturbated together then I sucked him for a few minutes. Then he went down on me (my favorite part). Then we made love for about two and a half hours. That’s about an average length of time for us.
A thirty-year-old woman wrote:
My most recent was just your plain “let’s do it and get it over with.”
A fifty-one-year-old man wrote:
I am “gimped up” with Parkinson’s disease. My penis still gets hard, but I cannot move very well. I still love sex, though, and so does my wife.
Most recently she took off her flannel nightshirt, reached down, and started stroking me. I got hard right away. She took the upper position, inserting my penis, then moving up and down, putting her breasts in my face. I asked her to slow down, to prolong it, because it felt so good to me. It was such great physical relief when I came. I told her that it felt like “heaven on earth.”
A sixty-two-year-old man wrote:
Two nights ago our kids and grandkids had finally gone home after a long Christmas visit. My wife and I had had a bit of quiet subdued sex while they were visiting but this was the first good sex in two weeks. I gave her a back rub, we cuddled, worked up to a rowdy sixty-nine, then finished with our favorite doggy-style. Warm, wonderful, and terrifically noisy!
WHAT DO YOU WISH YOUR PARTNER KNEW? WHAT DO YOU WISH HE OR SHE WOULD TELL YOU?
This section combines two questions. The first was: What do you wish your partner would tell you about making love? Many men and women said that they wished their partner would tell them exactly what the partner wanted or exactly what he or she was feeling. Amen. Good communication is the key to making lovemaking the best it can be.
A nineteen-year-old woman wrote:
I wish he would tell me how he likes to receive oral sex. By this I mean, what feels good and what doesn’t. Sometimes I wonder if what I’m doing is pleasurable or not.
A twenty-year-old woman wrote:
I’d like him to give me more directions. I do my best, but he isn’t very good at telling me what feels good.
Have you ever asked? Yes, I do mean asked. Have you ever said, “Does this feel good?” Of course your partner will say yes, but you can probably tell how strong that yes is. A better question might be, “What can I do to make it better?” If your partner says, “Nothing,” just say, “Please help me. I really want to know.”
I’m sure you can understand that your partner probably feels the same way. I know it’s risky and embarrassing to say, “Do it this way,” but there are other methods of communication. You can give your partner help, even if you can’t say the words. Moan, purr, give your partner a clue that what he or she is doing feels good. Grab hair and guide your partner; use your hands to demonstrate. It’s really much easier than you might think, and your partner will be grateful.
A twenty-six-year-old woman wrote:
I wish he would tell me some of his fantasies. I would love to hear about them and maybe make some of them come true.
A fifty-nine-year-old man wrote:
I’d like to know her sexual fantasies. I have asked and she says that she does not have any. I think she
does and sharing them would be fun and might lead to some great things.
A forty-seven-year-old man wrote:
I just wish she would say yes more often.
A thirty-two-year-old man wrote:
I think she’s told me everything she knows, but I think she needs to know more about herself. Maybe some talking would help both of us understand.
A thirty-six-year-old woman wrote:
I wish he knew that, because I believe that I’m not attractive, his saying how much he wants me would really help put me in the mood.
A sixty-year-old man wrote:
I want to know exactly what turns her on most, how and when she experiences orgasm(s), and… whether she would like anal sex.
A thirty-three-year-old woman wrote:
I wish he would tell me that he loves me. Often.
A thirty-one-year-old man wrote:
I wish she would say whether there is anything else she wants me to do to make her happy.
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