A likfe course (10)
10. Ups and downs in married life
So the die had clearly been cast, but the marriage had to wait a little longer... Michelle was not allowed to get married until she was 21... and my mom also emphasized that I had to be patient given her young age.
Perhaps for the better, the preparations took an untold amount of time... searching for building land, making plans for the house, looking for a rental apartment in anticipation, furniture and relatives... and of course finding and booking church and banquet hall... actually it's a wonder we still got around to sneaky sex every now and then.
Anyway, all's well that ends well, eventually we were married, the honeymoon was over and the daily married life could begin. On the sexual front, as my mom admonished me, we started with pure vanilla sex with some BDSM added step by step.
She liked it, but only as a ruling party... and not wholeheartedly, just to please me.
For example, she wanted to scourge my buttocks, but when I, because I also liked to see my bag flogged, and therefore clamped my balls between my thighs, she touched it of course. Unluckily enough with the end of the plastic stick so that there was an immediate blood flow. A real BDSM star would beam at something like that, but she was totally upset...end of flogging.
However, she could be mean. A long period of chastity turned her on unbelievably, almost every night I had to lick her off while my iron-caught cock was stroked but not allowed to squirt... when she saw that I was almost there I got a fist on my balls and could I go to sleep... end of game, but with an untamable erection and painfull balls for hours...
Until one night I was allowed to cum... I looked at her in surprise. With her sweet smile she said "It's the 99th day, you didn't think you were going to brag that you lasted 100 days, did you?" That one sentence would stay with me for the rest of my life...
Then disaster struck... my love got so sick that our sexual life came to a low ebb and eventually died out completely... happyly love was and is so great that it has little or no influence on our happy married life .
What also helped are my principled attitude and BDSM.
If you swear eternal allegiance before the altar in good and bad days, so be it; an officer has only one word and it stands.
… and BDSM ? Simple, I was constantly in contact with beautiful women who were up for something; some flirting was possible but then I told myself I had a very strict mistress who forbade me to go further than that... in a way I can say that BDSM saved my marriage.
My own sex life, meanwhile, had been substandard and was getting more subpar with each passing decade. Well, I was helped by all the phantasms and techniques that I had built up during my long life as a young boy, but always having to play with yourself is quite annoying after a while.
Now I was standing still, but fortunately modern technology did not regress... the internet was born and experienced an explosive growth.
That helped a little... but not much. After all, I was still deciding where, how and when...so pure masturbation.
I did become an expert at distinguishing between fake and real BDSM... No matter how well made, or how orchestrated as amateur, I not only saw whether I was dealing with real enthusiasts or professionals, I also felt it really on.
Chatting also helped some, but not what I really wanted. That it was mainly about sex is understandable, inherent to the purpose of the site, but that most of them only did it to cum or to beg photos was disappointing. Conversation about any other subject usually proved impossible due to lack of level... how many times have I found that they were less proficient in their native language than I was in theirs in terms of sentence structure, word choice and spelling mistakes...
Yet it was the internet, more specifically XH, that brought the solution. I saw a long series of photos of a young lady posing in a forest... nothing pornographic, just pictures of a scantily or unclothed young woman... but the look! I saw and felt that she was the one I had been looking for for so long... it turned out that she didn't want to receive any friend requests!
Besides, she wasn't looking for anyone and was in a relationship... but when you finally found what you've been looking for for a long time and dreamed of since that walk in the woods, you don't just give up... a long personal message written so... on which I actually got an answer.
My second youth, my second High Days had begun, I did not know then, but now only too well. We clicked immediately, also because we are both switch and therefore understand each other perfectly, also because we are both madly in love with our wife and understand and respect each other, even though... hum, why should I continue writing, the result after all, you can see it on XH and on Eroprofile.
So the die had clearly been cast, but the marriage had to wait a little longer... Michelle was not allowed to get married until she was 21... and my mom also emphasized that I had to be patient given her young age.
Perhaps for the better, the preparations took an untold amount of time... searching for building land, making plans for the house, looking for a rental apartment in anticipation, furniture and relatives... and of course finding and booking church and banquet hall... actually it's a wonder we still got around to sneaky sex every now and then.
Anyway, all's well that ends well, eventually we were married, the honeymoon was over and the daily married life could begin. On the sexual front, as my mom admonished me, we started with pure vanilla sex with some BDSM added step by step.
She liked it, but only as a ruling party... and not wholeheartedly, just to please me.
For example, she wanted to scourge my buttocks, but when I, because I also liked to see my bag flogged, and therefore clamped my balls between my thighs, she touched it of course. Unluckily enough with the end of the plastic stick so that there was an immediate blood flow. A real BDSM star would beam at something like that, but she was totally upset...end of flogging.
However, she could be mean. A long period of chastity turned her on unbelievably, almost every night I had to lick her off while my iron-caught cock was stroked but not allowed to squirt... when she saw that I was almost there I got a fist on my balls and could I go to sleep... end of game, but with an untamable erection and painfull balls for hours...
Until one night I was allowed to cum... I looked at her in surprise. With her sweet smile she said "It's the 99th day, you didn't think you were going to brag that you lasted 100 days, did you?" That one sentence would stay with me for the rest of my life...
Then disaster struck... my love got so sick that our sexual life came to a low ebb and eventually died out completely... happyly love was and is so great that it has little or no influence on our happy married life .
What also helped are my principled attitude and BDSM.
If you swear eternal allegiance before the altar in good and bad days, so be it; an officer has only one word and it stands.
… and BDSM ? Simple, I was constantly in contact with beautiful women who were up for something; some flirting was possible but then I told myself I had a very strict mistress who forbade me to go further than that... in a way I can say that BDSM saved my marriage.
My own sex life, meanwhile, had been substandard and was getting more subpar with each passing decade. Well, I was helped by all the phantasms and techniques that I had built up during my long life as a young boy, but always having to play with yourself is quite annoying after a while.
Now I was standing still, but fortunately modern technology did not regress... the internet was born and experienced an explosive growth.
That helped a little... but not much. After all, I was still deciding where, how and when...so pure masturbation.
I did become an expert at distinguishing between fake and real BDSM... No matter how well made, or how orchestrated as amateur, I not only saw whether I was dealing with real enthusiasts or professionals, I also felt it really on.
Chatting also helped some, but not what I really wanted. That it was mainly about sex is understandable, inherent to the purpose of the site, but that most of them only did it to cum or to beg photos was disappointing. Conversation about any other subject usually proved impossible due to lack of level... how many times have I found that they were less proficient in their native language than I was in theirs in terms of sentence structure, word choice and spelling mistakes...
Yet it was the internet, more specifically XH, that brought the solution. I saw a long series of photos of a young lady posing in a forest... nothing pornographic, just pictures of a scantily or unclothed young woman... but the look! I saw and felt that she was the one I had been looking for for so long... it turned out that she didn't want to receive any friend requests!
Besides, she wasn't looking for anyone and was in a relationship... but when you finally found what you've been looking for for a long time and dreamed of since that walk in the woods, you don't just give up... a long personal message written so... on which I actually got an answer.
My second youth, my second High Days had begun, I did not know then, but now only too well. We clicked immediately, also because we are both switch and therefore understand each other perfectly, also because we are both madly in love with our wife and understand and respect each other, even though... hum, why should I continue writing, the result after all, you can see it on XH and on Eroprofile.
3 years ago