My husband has always came across as… shy… in the bedroom. Don’t get me wrong, we take good care of each other. ((I’ve made it a habit to drain him daily.)) But I am nothing near vanilla. I always craved more excitement but was never sure how to bring up to him. Recently we were fucking and his hands moved from my tits to my throat. I didn’t stop him. His grip tightened, his thrusts became a bit more rough. I was fucking loving it. In a quick motion he went from my pussy to trying my ass. OUCH! I couldn’t help but let a few tears fall. He stopped immediately. “I’m sorry” he said quickly “idk what came over me”. I assured him there was only one problem… him stopping. We came up with a safe word. I made him promise, even if I’m crying for him to stop, unless that words used keep fucking going.

That one time was enough to open the door to him confessing more than one kink. Apparently I really like getting “showered” on. And him having me crawling around on all fours like his pet…. Holy shit I’ve never been wetter. I cannot wait to see where our exploration takes us next.