Oh, so much to say…

First post.  I hope it is the first of many.

So, my story begins about a month ago, maybe more.  It seems to me to be just another nite of routine, married with children sex, when somthing new happens.  My wife did something just a little different.  Something I really liked.

Now, my wife and I have been married a little over 7 years.  We have been together about 14 years now.  We have been through a lot together.  Good times and bad times, easy and hard.  We know that when times are tough and we are both a little short with each other, well, we know that there is a balance in the world, and eventually we will have our good time again.

 So, with this, I begin the blog.

Look, I don’t know what I’m doing… specifically I mean with this blog.  But more so I mean with writing shit down on the internet that people will see, which is the whole point of my writing it, but is what makes it akward…

So, it’s not so clear to me.  Except, when I think about it sometimes, it is very clear…

Look, this is getting us nowhere.  I need to state some shit now or I know I’m losing everyone I haven’t already lost to boredom.

I believe that I am a male in a Wife Led Marriage.

There.  It’s out.  There it is.

I had no idea until a few weeks ago.  I’m not trying to seem like an unwitting character in a play.  However, until a few weeks ago I didn’t realize that there was a “catagory” for the life I led with my wife.  I had some feelings, and acted on them, and got a response I didn’t expect, so I googled shit.

 What I found was more suprising than normal. 

I found that I was in a wife led marriage, amoungst other things…. (God bless Google).

Look, this is a long story, and I’m not sure I’ll get it all done tonite, so bear with me…

So, here is how the “present” begins…

A few weeks ago my wife and I are making love, nothing unusual at all, however there is nothing special either.  We have two small children and have been together 14 years (7 married).  Anyway, we were making love and I was going down on her because I knew I wouldn’t be able to “last” until she came, so down I went.  Well, apparently, over the years, she has come to know herself better than I do, lol.  She has always complimented me on my oral skills, but this nite was different.  She needed the job done quickly and correctly, so she told me what to do.

“Don’t move and keep your tounge out”!

She held my head in place and moved around until she got off on my tounge!  Hell, I was in heaven!  I didn’t understand entirely at that point, but this was the beginning of something new.

So, the next time we made love I knew I was going to cum before her.  I let her know and went down on her so that she would be able to cum.  Once again she held my head still and came shortly there after.   When she was done she rolled over to go to sleep.  After a minute or so she realized I had not cum yet.  She asked if I wanted to cum and I explained to her that all I cared about was her orgasm.  She smiled and fell asleep.

 A week or more afterword we found ourselves in a fun position again.  I could tell that she was getting tired so I went down to get her off and went to bed without release.  And it was great.  The thing about it was, well, I could tell that the last thing she wanted to be doing at that point was having sex.  I appreciated that she wanted to get me off, and “moaned and groaned”, but it’s not about that.  I’m glad she came from my services, and not the “idea” of what could be done.

OK, there is a lot more to just even get this blog started.  So I’ll leave it here to get picked up tomorrow.  I hope it’s read by somebody who knows what it’s like..

2 Responses

  1. hey, great start. It was enjoyable

  2. Sounds like you’re off to a pleasurable start in more ways than one. I look forward to reading more of your entries.

    Take care

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