No Need For Words

It was the weekend.   Finally time for us! We make it a habit to always spend one night of the weekend together and take time to reconnect and do something that we like.   Most times we get a special snack and drink and watch something that we enjoy – the married version of “Netflix and Chill” if you will! Of course, there is sexy time afterwords – most of the time!

On this particular day, I had worn a cute lacy pink bra and cheeky pantie set in preparation of our intimate time later that night. I had also made sure that my garden was almost completely gone, leaving a neatly trimmed patch at the top of my clit. We picked up a piece of caramel cheesecake from a local Italian restaurant, got the kids to bed and went to our bedroom to select a show. We like to make sure the kids are asleep before we have sex to make sure we feel more free and we aren’t interrupted.   We picked a great documentary to watch and both of us fought to stay awake until the end. By the time the documentary finished, we were both too tired for any recreational time together. I asked my husband to unclasp my bra and I took off my panties. I was disappointed that we weren’t going to have sex, but knew that we were both too tired to really enjoy it. Within minutes, I heard my husband sound asleep and soon, I too was asleep.

A few hours later, I woke to go to the bathroom. I quietly went down the hall to our bathroom, making sure to not wake anyone.   I came back to our bedroom, shut and locked the door, and climbed back under the covers. A few moments later, my husband stirred and he too got up to go the bathroom. I was laying on my back, my breasts exposed to the warm night air and when he got back to bed, he nestled into my breasts. He brushed over my right breast and things began to stir in me.   Still half asleep, I began to wonder if he was just nuzzling or whether he was going to make a move. After a few moments, he brushed against my breast again, leaned further in and began to suck on my breast. Game on!

In the complete darkness and without saying a word, he went from one breast to the other, sucking and licking and soon I was beginning to softly moan from pleasure. I was running my fingers through his hair, pushing him deeper into my breasts. I moved my left leg under his body, signalling him to climb on top of me.   With better access to both breasts, he would suck and nibble on one breast while rolling the nipple of my other breast.   I continued to moan, glad that our ceiling fan was on to muffle some of my noises.   I began rubbing my hands along his back and then I reached back towards the wall at the head of our bed, uplifting my breasts more to him while he continued to feed on them.

I could feel the wetness in my ladyplace and my hips began to rock so I spread my legs letting him know that I was wanting him to enter me. Still in the darkness, and without any words exchanged between us, he entered me and I moaned as I felt his hardness slip through my folds. He began to thrust slowly, getting himself completely wet with my juices. While still at my breasts, he was thrusting himself faster into me, and I lifted my legs for deeper penetration. I love to watch my husband make love to me, seeing his cock enter me over and over again is a huge turn on for me, but with the lights off, and not being able to see what he was doing, all I could do was concentrate on the sensations and the sounds of our love making.

After a while of missionary, I closed my legs and signaled my husband to roll over on his back. I climbed on top him and guided his cock inside me and began to slowly ride him while he reached up and suckled on my breasts, first on one nipple, then the other, then both at the same time. I reached up and placed my hands on the wall, threw my head back and continued to moan my sounds of approval. Sitting all the way up, I began to grind on him, grabbing his hands and putting them on my breasts wanting him to pinch, roll and knead my nipples and breasts. It all felt so good to feel him inside of me and to have my tits played with and to feel the cool air from the fan blow on my skin.

Soon I got off of him and went of all fours, just wanting a good pounding from my man. He entered me and began to thrust away! I was moaning and whimpering with pleasure as his hips were slapping against my ass. He knew that I was his and he was taking me with all he had. He began to massage and kiss up my back as he pounded my pussy, and then he reached around and began pinching my nipples. He paused so I could feel his manliness inside of me, bringing me so much pleasure. He let go of my breasts and he spread my ass, causing my pussy lips to spread wider so I could especially feel the girth of his rock hard dick enter me over and over again. I just kept concentrating on the feelings that were washing over me and I knew that soon I was going to need to cum.

I pulled away from him and turned over on my back and grabbed his cute ass and pulled him back into me. Latching on to my breasts again, my moans were getting louder and he knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer. Through the darkness of the night, he slid his way down my body and instinctively found my ladyplace and he began to slowly lick my clit. He reached both arms up under my legs and took each nipple between his fingers and began to pinch and twist my nipples for extra pleasure.   I was rubbing my fingers through his hair, my head going from side to side, moaning and enjoying all of the sensations of feeling his expert tongue exploring their way through my most private of places.

Then letting go of my left breast, he slid his arm from under me and gently entered two of his fingers between my folds while continuing to twist my right nipple and lick my clit. I usually love to watch my husband go down on me, to see how he pleasures me, but I just had to let go and take in the sensations of his masterful technique. He started to thrust his fingers in and out and by the exclamations of my moans, he knew how fast to thrust into me and before long, I could feel the rise of my orgasm begin. I could feel the crescendo of pleasure building up and I continued my whimpers of complete bliss and soon my first orgasm shattered through my body and I was under the commandment of my orgasm. I was jerking out of control, my body tossing about the bed, my arms grasping at the sheets and at my husbands body, letting out my cries of approval.

When my first orgasm began to subside, he again began to thrust his fingers inside of me and soon I was at the mercy of another earth shattering orgasm. I let the ripples of delight run through my entire body, allowing myself to be consumed by them. And soon I was at yet another wave of pleasure and rode it until I could no longer stand any more and I pushed my husband away.

Through the darkness, I could see the silhouette of my husband go around to my side of the bed.   Without words, I knew what he wanted.   I positioned myself on my back at the edge of the bed and raised my legs. He ran his cock through my juices to lube himself up while sending small waves of pleasure through my clit. He held my legs up and entered me. I rose my hips up for maximum pleasure for me and so that he could go deep inside of me.   I ran my hands up his nearly bare chest to feel the power of his thrusts. He was pounding his dick in my pussy and as his orgasm began to build, I could hear his breathing change and small moans come from his mouth. And then suddenly his orgasm ripped through his body and even in our dark bedroom, I could make out the outline of his body arching and his head fall back as his hips pumped and his cock exploded inside of me.

After his regained control from his orgasm, he slowly took himself out of me, and then returned to his side of the bed. I laid my head on my pillow and crawled back under the covers while he nestled up behind me. In the darkness, he spoke the first words during our love making and said, “I love you!” I replied, “I love you too!” And then like that, we were asleep again. When we awoke the next morning, we spoke of how hot it was to make love in the dark with no words but just the signals of our desires and the intuitiveness of bodies.

It reminded me of our wedding night when I gave him my virginity. After the exploration of our first encounter, in the middle of the night I got up to go to the bathroom. When I was returning to bed, I just knew I wanted more of the new treasure that I just got to discover. I climbed on top of him and began to kiss him and the only words that I spoke were, “Will you make love to me?” We have been making love for over a decade now and as we have allowed our love making to mature and evolve, it has only gotten better and better and I can’t wait to see where our sex life takes us.

 

 

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40 replies
    • Bootylicious says:

      Hi Alicia! So good to hear from you! I've been missing your comments and your mom's comments too. How's your sex life these days? Hopefully your pussy is getting her necessary attention! 🙂

    • Bootylicious says:

      Hi Harper,

      Always glad to read your stories and comments! Just curious: I know in your stories and/or comments your always say "lady place", but do you talk "dirty" (what I call talking "sexy"; it isn't dirty at all) when with your husband? Do you use words like pussy, cock, fuck, tits, and cunt? Or do you keep it "g rated" even in the bedroom? 🙂

      Keep up the great sex stories! The MH stories keep my pussy purring 😉

    • Harper Shelby Thornton says:

      Hello Bootylicious, lovely to hear from you!

      No, we just talk "sexy". We don't use swear words, that's just our preference. We did use "cock" sometimes. We're certainly not prudes, it's just that we prefer it one way while someone else might prefer it another. We tend to use the words vagina, ladyplace, ladyflower and those like that for my intimate areas.

  1. Chocolate Thunder says:

    Hot story Juicy! You're Def one of my favorite writers on here fam. Keep the stories coming! Your story also got me horny and my wife took the full brunt of my horniness. Great job again!

  2. Gracie says:

    This was really good Juicy!!! Your story was both romantic and hot. There is something about making love in the dark, I love how it awakens all the senses. "I was jerking out of control, my body tossing about the bed, my arms grasping at the sheets and at my husbands body, letting out my cries of approval". Loved this part! I love body jerking, sheet grasping orgasms ?.

    My husband and I have yet to have sex in the middle of the night. I attempted one time. I was very aroused one night, which is often the case…lol, and so I began kissing him, sliding my hands into his boxers and stroking him. I had his hand in my panties and I was telling him how much I needed and wanted him. He was somewhat aware of what was happening, but he was not waking up. So I rolled back over to my side of the bed, and thought well I could either get up and get my vibrator, or I could just use his hand. I decided to take a page out of Lovinghusbands book or his wife's I should say and use his hand. I rolled back over and positioned his hand underneath me, it takes me quite awhile to reach orgasm this way, but I needed my husband's touch, and if I couldn't have his cock…well his hand would have to do. Let's just say he awoke later with a very wet hand.

    My husband and I married young and I do find it amazing how our marriage and especially our sex life has matured. I always feared our sex life would become boring the longer we were married, but to my surprise it's only becoming better – and like you I can't wait to see where it leads us.

    • Juicy says:

      Gracie,
      Another thing we have in common – we just celebrated 14 years last month! And you are right, sex has gotten better and better and if it gets too much better, I may not survive from all the pleasure! But what a way to go!

      We have only had middle of the night sex a handful of times. It can be difficult because you both have to be awake enough to figure that you want to do it and make it really good. You don't want to be too sleepy that you can't wake enough to pleasure your partner otherwise, they don't cum and maybe you don't either. It is a bit of a dance but if you both have the same song playing, the choreography can be magical! But it was a hot encounter!

    • PassionateForChrist says:

      Juicy, I just wanna say that I'm glad you became a commenter here on MH and all. You have a beautiful way of sharing from your heart about the miracle of your marriage, about love, about intimacy… about anything, I believe. What I love most about your way of sharing is that it conveys the romance, it paints the love… and that's what makes it beautiful in my eyes. Some like to share about it just raw and rough, which is fine for them, but for me personally, it repels me more than it would attract me to the experience. But you have a way of conveying the tenderness of the love you share and the beauty of your bond – so romantic and moving to the heart. I love your way with words and your way of perceiving and picturing the gift you and your husband get to share together! God bless you!!

    • Gracie says:

      I totally agree with you PFC. I love when both passion and romance are conveyed in a story. The bond between a husband and wife is so special and sacred. Juicy definitely does a wonderful job of conveying this love in her stories.

    • Juicy says:

      Thanks PFC!
      Yeah, I read stories on here for a while before I ventured into signing up so I could read all the stories. Then I just kept reading stories and commenting. Then one day I pushed the star rating and I kept doing that. I was silent still and was for a long time but then one day, I wondered why I wasn't commenting. I thought it was maybe a bit of fear, fear of what, I don't know. But I think my first comment was on a submission from a woman who was plus-sized and wanted some reassurance from men about being plus-sized, attractiveness of plus-sized women, etc. I am not a small woman, but I am not plus-sized either, but I used to be very plus-sized and I never felt sexy or pretty or like a woman either. I wish I had tapped into that much earlier in my life and felt my worth as a woman. But I felt like I needed to comment on that post as a woman who was plus-sized and even now that I am average sized, I still have fears and insecurities about it.

      Then there was something that I think LH wrote in a comment once about really enjoying people's comments as he felt that they were just as much a part of a post as the original post. Then I commented on that, and well now I am out of control! I thought about writing my own story and would often write them in my own head but I wanted to get my husbands support about it before I did it. After all, I am writing about him, even though it is anonymous, it still is about our private intimate life. He was supportive about it and he loves it that I write about it! Although he isn't one to venture a whole lot on MH.

      It is interesting to me how others are perceiving our sex life and relationship! When you look out from a window, the view is different than when you look in a window. We are just a regular couple, nothing stands out about us, and we live life like most people. Even our sex life is probably an average one. I just write about, I don't exaggerate about it, but there is something when it is put into words. While I picture the reality of it, all of you who read about it here on MH conjure up your own mental pictures and I think that is where the real story is and where credit is due! Even though they are my words about my experience, it turns into your story.

      I like romantic and soft stories. I think most women like to hear about that kind of love and of course they want to experience it too. But I do love the raw and rough sex too and we have plenty of that too! It is hot! But it took me a while to get there and that was OK. I had to get my feet wet with the logistics of sex before I started to attempt the tricks! But I also love sex where we experiment. It isn't always the best sex, but we build on it. I also love the desperate sex, where you just need to scratch an itch. Then I love the funny sex………….sometimes sex is just funny! But before I got married and started having sex, all my fantasies about sex were romantic and gentle. And that was great. When I think about it, the fantasy was about feeling loved and cherished and that is what I wanted the foundation of my sex life to be – love. And that is what it is 14 years later.

    • Lovinghusband says:

      Juicy,

      I know that you were replying to Passionate – but I wanted to comment on your reply. This has to do with my preferences – not necessarily others preferences. My favorite classifications of comments on MH are this: 1) That there is more than a hint of Biblical authority in them. Put another way, that the commentator wants God's Word to be in his or her life. 2) That there is a genuine, openness and transparency – that it is real. The curtain has truly been pealed back. When people comment like this – there is a kind of risk involved. They are truly putting something out there – even though it is anonymous on MH. Intimacy in real life is like this – and those on MH who are transparent in this way – I find helpful and very interesting. 3) That it is hot! This is truly a "beauty is in the eye of the beholder" category. Some things that are hot to me, might not be for others. So, we can all find different people's experiences to be hot in some ways – or not so much. All that said – without going into all the writers on MH (and there are MANY!) that I love to read – I must say that you Juicy – are one of those people who fit all three criteria.

      You show an obvious desire to please God (1). You are real or genuine as it gets (2)! Your comments to Passionate here illustrate this! For example – seeing yourself as "average". I think that is profound. I think we are all pretty average. But, I like how you write a lot about the thoughts that go along with what you are doing. I really connect with that. Your comments are not just about what you physically did – but include intricate thoughts – including barriers, and things you overcame along the way. Again, that is something I really enjoy. Lastly, what you write is HOT! Realness is hot to me. I too, have a hot spouse – who is more on the shy side when it comes to personally interacting with her thoughts on MH. She likes my involvement and what it brings to "us".

      Anyway, just wanted to add my 3 cents about your commenting! God bless! LH

    • PassionateForChrist says:

      I wouldn't share on here without my husband's approval either… If I'd share stories, I'd share them with him first in private, before posting anything. 🙂

      I think you're absolutely right about the perception of things, the different perspectives and that indescribable something that takes place when we put our love on paper and capture it in words.

      Stop it, Juicy – painting up all those manifold ways and beautiful facets of sex that I can't add anything to yet 'cause I'm not even at square one: awkward, nervous first-time sex. lol haha

      Love ya, Juicy!! Thank you for sharing from your wealth of experience and your beautiful heart with me (and the rest of MH, of course)!! Greatly appreciated! God bless!! 😀

    • Juicy says:

      LH,
      Thanks for the encouragement and the affirmation! I am definitely a woman who is who she is. I love who I am but I know that there is a lot of growth left in me and I embrace that. I have always tried to be genuine and authentic because it is too much work to be someone else. I want to be who I am and who God intended me to be and I hope that I come off in my everyday life as sincere. I hope that who I am can be encouragement and a help to others as they are to me. I have really enjoyed my interactions here on MH and I have learned so much from so many of you and I hope that maybe I contribute to encouraging others.

  3. copen1 says:

    Hot story Juicy! Two people so in love and in tune with each other's wants and needs proves once again there is just nothing hotter than great married sex. I tip the hat to you both and congratulate you on 14 years together. I would also like to weigh in on your comment to Gracie. The number on the scale is irrelevant. The letter on the bra label means zilch. The digits on the tag of a pair of pants, a dress, a blouse or a skirt only exist to ensure they fit comfortably. There is simply NOTHING sexier than a wife owning her body and her sexuality with confidence.
    Great job on the story and I look forward to more!

    • Juicy says:

      copen1,
      Body image is probably one of the biggest, if not the biggest things I am working on in myself. I really have a difficult time grasping the concept that I am pretty, sexy, hot, or whatever. I get how other women are seen that way, but I don't understand that I could be thought of that way. My husband has always told me that I am beautiful but I don't get it…………I really don't. And he is the only non-relative man who has ever told me that I am beautiful. I look at myself as just an average woman, I have some good features and not so good features, but I don't think I have ever turned the head of a man. I am not trying to put myself down or seem like some poor unfortunate low self esteem woman because in all honesty, I think I am pretty awesome in so many ways and I love who I am and always challenge myself. I have so much going for me and I know it! But I have realized that I need to think of myself in that way, not only for my husband and our marriage, but also for my faith and relationship with God.

      The intimacy that we all can have in marriage is only a fraction of what we will have with God. I feel like our marriage intimacy is like the bullpen to heavenly intimacy. Does that make sense? So I need to embrace all that I am as a woman, part of that being a sexual being, so that I can achieve and receive all that God intended for He and I to have in our relationship.

      Even though I don't judge people, especially women, based on their size (Or colour, ethnicity, religion, financial station, career, etc, for that matter), I have difficulty understanding that there are men who don't care about size and looks of a woman. I have been judged so much based on my looks so it is a real struggle to wrap my head around. I know intellectually and ideally, but it is taking a lot to sink into my heart. And I need to work on that big time. Not accepting it affects my relationship with my husband and with my Creator. Genesis says that He saw all that he made and thought it was very good. So I am very good!!!

      I always say that if I had the chance to be anyone for a day, I would like to be an average man and really learn how it is the average man looks at women. What is it about them that makes them sexy, besides the obvious. What are things that women do naturally that appeal to a man? What is it about the female form, attitude, and abilities that men are attracted to? Understanding that some men really do see women as conquests. Etc. All those things. Maybe then, if I had the chance to be a man for a day, I would get it. God is still working on me! So while I am definitely feeling more confident sexually, I would like to look sexier too!

      Wow……..this is not where I thought this post was going!!!

    • PassionateForChrist says:

      Dear Juicy, it amazes me how kindred we are in certain ways… As I read through your reply to copen1, it was just like you were talking about me, like you spoke out of my own personal experience… that 1st paragraph felt like I was reading an account about myself – body image is definitely the biggest thing I'm working on in myself too and I too am striving to challenge myself to push beyond some self-imposed limits on that front, tiny bit by tiny bit, with God's help… One thing that totally amazed me and moved my heart so deeply was when Alex wrote in his very first comment on here to me these words "{You're beautiful, PassionateForChrist 🙂 }" – he was the only non-relative man who has ever told me that I am beautiful, in fact basically the only man in general 'cause the men in my family have failed me emotionally for most of my life and the words "you are beautiful" have never come out of their mouth towards me, not that I could remember. My mom told me I'm pretty and beautiful but then again, she's my mom – it's so not the same as when a non-relative man sees such beauty in you that he feels drawn to and can't keep contain himself from telling it to you. I know that my worth and value and my beauty is not dependent upon being recognized by a man or other people – I am beautiful because God made me beautiful and I too know that I have a lot going for me… I am exactly in the same place in this field as you Juicy, the place you described so well. Though I know that I am beautiful because God made me this way, still to me personally it makes a tremendous difference to have a man, who loves me, see me as beautiful and tell me so… Alex has been so good to me, more than he will ever realize or know – his sincere love for me, his speaking his love towards me has motivated me to be willing to challenge some boundaries that I've long held onto – for example: I have for the first time in my life actively been browsing through dresses, looking to find a cute dress to wear for Alex when we would meet (my plan was to surprise him with it one day during our 2 weeks… I'm proud of myself for venturing into this idea – if I'd manage to follow through on it, that would be such a huge step for me, but it was Alex's sincere love that inspired me and strengthened me to do this – because I wished to reward him for his sweet love and consistence)… I have never once wore dresses or skirts since I was a pre-teen kid… I had an extremely high level of shame at work within me, which made me feel very uncomfortable about myself (I was very aware of feeling like I basically didn't fit much anywhere the way I was)… which caused me to make wearing non-figure-flattering clothes my habit (comfy shirts and jeans, usually baggy)… it was like a wall of protection to me (which of course I wasn't aware of at the time but it worked for me… I could feel secure and safe in myself with the bulky clothes and I could develop all my other beautiful qualities, but of course the price I payed was that I was at a deficit concerning learning all the teenage social boy/girl stuff)… the transition from non-sexual kid to teenager didn't work out too well for me… I too was judged (mostly non-verbally) so much based on my looks that I am still struggling to believe that a man could really love me for who I am, fearing that those looks could be sooner or later become an issue… so far I believe that has always been the case… And my crazy hope has always been to find one fine man who will just simply give me a sincere chance – 'cause it's not that I will stay the same for the rest of my life in these areas where I know I could still grow… his love will work wonders in me and God can work a further change in me through it, for I am committed to God and his work in me… I have gotten way better at being confident in my looks, whether someone will acknowledge it or not, I can see this when I look back on my journey and I thank God for how far He brought me already and I am excited to grow further… It wouldn't be about becoming someone else, something other than me but becoming all of me, growing into the fullness of who God envisioned me to be… I hope Alex will not end up treating me like all those other guys I had talked to before he came into my life… all those who left me out of the blue without a single word… God has already changed my world through Alex and like never before I can almost taste myself becoming more of all the woman He created me to be, overcoming what long bound me, but this is one of those things that I cannot do in myself – I'll need Alex's love, his speaking it to me, his faithfulness and consistency, his just being there and encouraging me, for this will give me the strength and the courage to break through these barriers… and I don't wanna be a burden in any way to him but I believe that believing for his love and encouragement and consistency would not be too much to ask, if he truly loves me. Alex knows how I look like – I've sent him a few pics by now… with the first ones I sent him, I felt confident the moment I sent them off but I was so nervous in hindsight… he cared to say something nice in response to them but my insecure filter was already on my eyes because I was afraid of the situation, and so I spotted all the things that were different in his response to my pics compared to his prior mails (I realize now that I could have also reacted totally confident of myself and raised the bar playfully with him… but could have/should have doesn't help – I didn't and, well, insecurity happened in my reaction, on my part in that moment)… and I don't know, I may have jeopardized the relationship in that moment already… I've heard that men are not too keen on insecure girls – like, if it's not about the looks, it seems to be all about the confidence (although every woman has her personal insecurities as far as I know)… A big concern of mine is also that if I make just one mistake, if I don't do something right the first time around, then I would be thrown away… Of course I fight against those fears and concerns – they are not of God, they seek to keep me from reaching my destiny, they seek to sabotage me – but it's hard, especially when what I can observe doesn't really disarm the concern… I'm probably fairly complex inside (again, which woman isn't, right?) but I'm really easy to handle because I will do everything I can to give my love all the keys to me. I have come a long way with God and I'm far from finished yet – I know there is more good that He can bring out of me. And in spite of insecurity's inner bullying, as best I can, I make it my purpose to choose to believe, to choose to trust and to choose to hope – in God and in Alex.

    • Juicy says:

      PFC,
      So much good stuff to absorb from your response! My brain is swirling with understanding you understanding me, your transparency, the struggles, and so on! We women are SO affected by body image and I am not sure how men understand it. Guys are so much more shoot-from-the-hip and tell-it-like-it-is and they don't dwell on it like we woman do. So when they beautifully and simply tell us how pretty we look, they expect us to just accept it and believe it. We are not that simple! And unfortunately, that is discouraging to them and they often tell us less or stop altogether.

      I get you when you said that a man who is not related to you tells you that you are beautiful, it seems to hold more weight. Especially if he didn't know you yet and it was sincere, not some pick up line. I think we as a society don't compliment and encourage one another the way we should. There is a lot of concern for sexual inappropriateness and I think men bear the weight of that more than women do. But man, maybe I shouldn't feel this way, but I would love it if a random man would tell me I am beautiful!

      But reality is that we need to get our self worth from ourselves and from our Creator. And we can't expect it from others because we the right foundation for it. And if we don't have confidence, then it is a turnoff to men and to others in general. It is a tricky balance – we need to get it from our Creator but we are commanded to encourage one another and build each other up. What a game that is! So seek it from God first to help us build it within our our hearts and minds, then when someone compliments us, it hopefully will strike those already established parts.

      As for the dress, OWN IT! Some of the best advice I ever got was to OWN IT. Whatever "it" is. Where it for you first, then wear it for him. God is working on you, on all of us, and grasp onto the change that He is bringing about it your life for He means it to transform us into the person He intends us to be. See the wearing the dress as a stepping stone in your holy transformation as a Godly woman!

      I am not a guy and I can't relate and be honest with the way he is thinking, like Alex was in the first post to you, but I would think that if he is willing to travel and come see you, he must see something in you, both in heart and in looks, to make it worth while for him to spend time and money to explore the in-person, face-to-face interaction with you. What I can offer to you as a woman is to pray for clarity- clarity for you to see what the relationship really is and how it develops. It could go so many ways but you are on the precipice of the possibility of it going in a great direction! You can't force it or pretend it is something it is not. Take it for what it is and don't fabricate into what it isn't. Reality will always be better than a fantasy and if you pretend it is something it isn't, it won't be there in the end.

      I could tell you to relax, but as a woman I know we don't relax when it comes to matters of the heart, especially when we desire love so deeply. Pray for a calm spirit and a calm heart. I imagine Alex will be nervous too! I look forward to hearing updates and I pray that it all goes well <3

    • PassionateForChrist says:

      "So when they beautifully and simply tell us how pretty we look, they expect us to just accept it and believe it. We are not that simple! And unfortunately, that is discouraging to them and they often tell us less or stop altogether." – I should have added that I went straight to making my wrong right again… this insecure situation had me running places in my mind the entire next morning and, what I usually do then is be me and speak it up openly with the one I love, and so I've written him an email, explaining what I had perceived, so he could understand me in the best way possible ('cause I don't wanna assume or expect my sweetheart to just know all that this girl has going on in her mind – I wanna be all transparent to him and all open with him)… and then, I didn't have peace in myself about this mail I wrote, so a few hours later I wrote another mail in which I simply humbled myself and asked him to forgive me and apologized for what I perceived my wrongs to have been, in the communication and in that moment, and I wrote him a passionate message from my heart of just about how much he means to me, how special what we have is and that I do not want to lose him… He cared to answer me the same day in a short mail and told me that I was too sweet (I love when he does that!!) and to not worry about it. And, ever since, I do my part to take his words at face value, believing him what he told me and counting on him to mean whatever he says to me. He is such a wonderful guy and to me the best gift ever that God entrusted into my care! I am super grateful that from the very beginning on I was able to communicate in a way with Alex that allowed both of us to bare our hearts and souls. I make encouraging him my priority – not because I have to but because it is my heart's desire. Good communication is such a big key with me… as long as the communication is going well, anything else I can handle pretty much effortlessly. When the communication dries up for whatever reason or circumstance, that's usually where it gets personally challenging a situation to me. I'm working on this in myself though – I don't want that to determine so much anymore how secure I'd feel. 🙂

      I understand that confidence has to come from within me, and for the most part, it does. What I mean is that there has to be room for moments of weakness – I can have all the confidence in the world but I'm pretty sure I will run here and there in circumstances or moments where I will feel insecure in myself and won't be able to respond confident in that moment. I just wish that we can send out some clear message that it is ok to not be perfectly confident all the time (because, honest to heart, that's just impossible) and that the men would have grace for it and not define us by that moment (the same goes for the women having grace for the men when they bump into one of the areas where they have their concerns and worries buried). That would take so much pressure off of both men and women – when they won't have to be concerned about messing up because they could know the other will have grace for that. It can be just that simple, really. All it takes would be for both partners to speak that grace out and to enforce the grace they gave if needed.

      I love the OWN IT 😉 That's certainly true, and an attitude I've lived by in most areas actually. "Where it for you first, then wear it for him." – That won't work for me… dresses really mean nothing to me – I would do it for him, as a pure act of love from my heart to his. That's why if it wouldn't work out, then I would ditch my dress plan 'cause I don't need it for myself.

      Alex has been way precious with me and he has been absolutely sincere and genuinely caring and loving, and though I can't repeat here all the beautiful things he spoke to me in our intense email exchanges, I am absolutely sure that he has genuine true love for me in his heart and I know he had a desire for me too. I'm just unsure if he still loves me and desires me the way he did when I could tell it without the shadow of a doubt because I could see it every day in his beautiful love letters to me but that concern within me stems from the currently interrupted communication situation… now I have to stand on trust alone and stay in faith and believe, which really is a spiritual training ground again :)… but honest to heart, my concerns are not Alex's fault, it's just that area that I have still under construction in myself. Alex is awesome and I make sure he knows it. And I pray for the best and for my sweetheart. He is my priority and I will make sure that when we meet up, he can be all relaxed and comfy and be his beautiful self – 'cause he is just simply altogether beautiful, just the way he is, to me (heart, mind, being). Pray for me that I will not mess it up – the friendship, the relationship, the dating… our miracle from Heaven – and that Alex and I will always have grace with each other and find divine favor in each other for one another – that's always part of my prayer 🙂 Love my Alex!!!

      Thanks for all the wisdom you share, not just in response to me but also in response to others! You're a blessing to MH! God bless you!!

    • PassionateForChrist says:

      Ps: Dear copen1, I found your reply about the body image issues very encouraging and don't wanna miss out on thanking you for speaking those words!! God bless you!!

    • copen1 says:

      Thank you PFC! I just posted another reply to Juicy. Please read that also. Thanks again! Prayers and Blessings!

    • PassionateForChrist says:

      Thank you for sharing!! I find your input encouraging and insightful, helpful to me for sure – I'll make sure to take it to heart and keep it in sight ?

      Note to self:

      1) Believe my man. When he says I'm sweet, sexy, gorgeous,…, then that's exactly what I am to him. Receive it and believe it… (and shower him right back with hearty love – that was an extra from me lol … throwing it in for good measure – couldn't hold back loving him back anyway when he does speak his love to me) ? ?

      2) Pay attention. My man's love for me will show in how he looks at me and other sweet details of how he handles himself around me. Catch them and acknowledge them.

      3) Sexy is what I already am. Own it, just the way I am! (-> Hot! Hot! Hot!)

      4) Grow, learn, explore but always be who I am.

      Thank you, copen1, for all that you share as well as your prayers and blessings!!! So much appreciated and cherished!! Love and blessings back to you!!

    • copen1 says:

      Juicy,
      I understand that body image can be a real struggle and you are most definitely not alone. However, let me just say a few things. When your husband says that you are sexy and beautiful, you should simply believe him. I'm not trying to take away from the seriousness of your struggle when I say it begins just that simply. Believe him. If you want to know the "little" things he finds sexy, just pay attention. If you step out of the shower and he says "Wow", or you wake up in the morning and find him staring at you, or watches you running around the kitchen, or painting your toenails, or whatever. You don't have to figure out how to be sexy because you already are. True, you and your husband can embrace certain new things and you should, but you are already a sexy and a sexual being right now. As I said in my earlier post, owning your sexuality is what's hot. If walk by the lingerie store and like those cute cheekies, buy them, wear them, and own them. The same goes for those shorts, or that top, or those shoes. Find your sexual being and own it.
      As far as being a man for a day, you would be shocked. You have probably been checked out and appreciated for your beauty way more than you think. Granted, a decent, non-threatening man isn't going to walk up and say "Hello hotness", but that doesn't mean he didn't walk by and think, "Wow". "Conventional" or "Barbie" beauty is actually far less appealing than most people think. If I'm truly honest, it actually frightens me a little. Be yourself Juicy. Yes you should grow and learn and explore, but be who you are.
      Blessings!

  4. Sarge says:

    Awesome! The dark can make sex a series of surprises if you lose contact, and your spouse doesn't know what you're up to, then bam, suddenly my mouth is having hot sex with her clit.
    If you know my story, you know my wife is with the Lord now, but one of her favorite things was masturbation, and watching me or knowing I was masturbating made her so hot. She would always tell me to jack off while I pinched and played with one nipple, flicked her clit with my tongue, and jacked off until she came. Then it was inside her and pounding in and out hard and steady. Awe, memories.

  5. Belleame says:

    So hot Juicy!!! You got my juices flowing and I just couldn't help playing with myself. I came so hard!
    I love those half sleepy in the dark intimate times, where my hubby and I become one. In those times it feels like all inhibitors are gone, and we let our natural urges guide our movements, then the sensations are so much stronger because that's all you are taking in. Can't wait for one of those nights with my hubby to happen again.

  6. PassionateForChrist says:

    I don't know where else to post this, so I'll just go for it here before I'll reconsider saying anything… I would just love to ask for my MH loved ones to pray for me because I see myself not being in the best possible place. I am not concerned about myself – my story is headed its fixed way, as it's always been… just the story of my life… God is good – He answered my plea for love and He granted me to experience for myself how having a true love of my own would be like for real, and I've seen a miracle happen, and while it lasted, it blessed me in ways unimaginable and it was divine – I had found my personal purpose, I had found meaning and a deeper belonging… and though it doesn't appear to survive, this miracle will stay with me for the rest of my life. Marriage seems to remain simply unattainable for me – bound to stay a mere fantasy… a personal dream far out of reach… torture and blessing simultaneously. Don't try to encourage me about staying the course, staying hopeful to meet someone else if this really ends the way it always has thus far… I know my life… I know I won't meet anyone else. There is no need to sugarcoat it. This would have been it. This was my opportunity. I'm grateful to God, who is always good, that He granted me to know true love for once in my life (this love that only a man can pour into one's heart). My sweetheart is the love of my life – there has never been a doubt about it to me (in whatever I said, about him, about us, about this miracle, I haven't been exaggerating, I always meant what I said, and so even now I can still stand by it all) – and he will remain the love of my life within me for all the days of my life. The Bible says that those who cannot control their passions should marry because the risk to sin is just so great… it is better to marry than to burn with passion… I am bound to burn with passion, for marriage just won't happen for me. I am kind of a basket case. Juicy once asked me what would keep me from spiraling into exploring sex with multiple others if I open the box of choosing to have it happen with Alex – and I haven't answered it back then but this I can actually guarantee… this just simply won't happen – I have not the slightest possibility of getting to know men or meeting up with them where I live, and chances aren't greater when I travel… the only way this could happen is if I would book myself a man, and this I just cannot get myself to do, even if it would be the only chance left for me to have sex… no matter how frustrated or desperate I'd feel, this I just can't do because (apart from it being displeasing to God and highly dangerous in so many ways) it is so far from what I desire sex to be and would need it to be… this would be me hitting total rock-bottom but I can assure us all I will die before ever booking a man for sex. Alex is the only one I would wanna be intimate with because he would have the love in his heart for me and would bring everything to the table that I'd need to have intimacy be loving and personally meaningful and relational and emotionally rich – I don't want sex to be just physical… frankly, I cannot have sex this way, the physical-only way. I need it to be what God intended it to be (in meaning, in depth, in love). I have voiced my pondering on the other post already and my MH friends sweetly jumped in to help me stay on track, in God's ways, so I won't get into any detail of the thoughts that have me crumbling. I would just ask for you to pray for Alex that I would not cause him to stumble just because I burn with passion and fail to stand. I love him and surely would be blessed to share in intimacy with him – I can't keep myself from thinking about that… but I care heartily about him and I would not want him to get into trouble (emotional, spiritual, practical… any kind of trouble) in the aftermath of any intimacy we would share, if he would even be up for it. I am not concerned about me – I am concerned about what I would potentially do to him by sharing with him in intimacy that we could manage to make be marriage-like (I know, it's not the same 'cause it could be but for a moment and not for a lifetime) but, as Juicy already said, we would be separated again and that could cause Alex to have trouble… which I don't want him to have. Anyways, I'm running in circles here… Dear MH fam, thank you for your prayers!!! God bless y'all!! And all of you who have been blessed with marriage or are on the way to it – be continuously crazy grateful for it – you have been blessed beyond measure in your spouse!! Don't look at all the things that you wish were better or at the miles you feel the two of you still have to go – be very grateful that you have a spouse to love. It's not to be taken for granted. A spouse is a divine treasure. Rejoice about them each day no matter what. Cherish them, love them, lavish them. Listen to them and always be bold to show them your whole heart. Have grace and mercy towards them. God bless y'all!

    • copen1 says:

      Dear PFC,
      I'm so sorry you are hurting and I promise to join you in prayer. I pray that God will give you peace that passeth all understanding and that He will comfort you in this storm. I pray that He makes His presence known in your trials and I pray that His guidance is ever a light in your path. He has not left you and if it seems as though He has, it is only so that you will choose Him in all things. I love you dear sis. I share in your sufferings and I understand your pain. Psa 37:3 Trust in the LORD, and do good; so shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed.
      Psa 37:4 Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.
      Psa 37:5 Commit thy way unto the LORD; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass.

    • PassionateForChrist says:

      Thank you so much, copen1!! ? I'm still believing for the best. This cannot be the end to the amazing love story Alex and I shared so far… It cannot be… The Bible tells me that what God starts, He will bring to completion, and I know that God started our love story. It was His favor, His plan, His providence that brought it to be and to bloom. May He give me the strength to make it through the silence without breaking apart under its pressure until He will lift off of our lover's relationship whatever it is that hinders our current communication from flowing freely back and forth, just as it was birthed and built to be from the start! May His grace continue to abound! ?

    • Juicy says:

      PFC,
      Shoot, I just wrote a response and hit post and I wasn't signed in as me so I don't know where the post is or if it will come up as an anonymous reply. And you may get this post twice! Anyway, I hope I remember what I wrote.

      It is so late at night in my part of the world and I don't have time, or the brain power, to write a long response but I wanted to leave you with something. "Be still and know that I am God. I will be honoured by every nation. I will be honoured throughout the world." Psalms 46:10 NLT

      Be still, be quiet, be strong, be calm, be confident, be ready, be receptive, be open, be patient…….. just be. In the chaos, God wants us to rest in Him so that He can provide for us – provide all that we need. The Enemy keeps us busy in the chaos he creates and thrives when we are not at peace and, therefore, are not able to rest in God and see His guidance. God will guide you, so rest. Don't rush ahead of Him. He can't lay out what He intends to show us if we rush and don't rest. Keep me, and others, posted.

  7. Anonymous says:

    PFC,
    I wish I had more time to really read and respond. But let me leave this with you for now. "Be still and know that I am God. I will be honoured by every nation. I will be honoured throughout the world. ". Psalms 45:10 NLT

    So be still, be quiet, be patient, be calm, be ready, be faithful, be strong, be humbled, be courageous, be joyful, be open, be receptive, be willing, just be…….be still. He asks us to rest so that He can take care of us and provide us with strength that comes from Him alone.

    When your heart and brain want to race with thoughts about your relationship with Alex, rest. The Enemy wants nothing more than to keep you so busy that you don't rest in God. By not resting, you aren't able to have peace and not having peace means you will have trouble discerning God's will. Keep me, and others, updated.

  8. PassionateForChrist says:

    Thanks so much, Juicy!! You're awesome! You are certainly right about rest.

    I try to take it day by day… some days bearing the silence is a little easier than other days… I know Alex's heart – I have no doubt about it. The way I've come to know his heart – every detail of how he talked to me, treated me, cared about me, was moved to make promises out of his own heart to me and held those promises, how he received my love and cherished it, and so much more… he owned the keys that were able to unlock my heart completely and make me feel safe with him before I could ever begin to guide him in how to best unlock my heart and capture it for himself to keep. I go over all his sweet emails and come to the same conclusion I always have – this is special, unique, a miracle to the both of us. I feel like the Bride in the Song of Songs who roams the streets in desperate search for her beloved, calling out for him, seeking him, going after him, not relenting until she finds him and can make things right, can bring back together what was made, built and meant to be together. I long for my beloved – I long for his return… I long to work past any hindrance there may be in his eyes… I am sitting here, waiting with a heart ready to listen to him, to hear what may be up and encounter it with deepest understanding, with unfailing love, with whatever it is he will need from me… I can give it all, I have it in my heart for him… but my hands are tied when my echo is the only one I can hear for now.

    The mornings are the hardest for me. In the mornings I used to wake up to his sweet mails – I could count on it, and I so loved it. First thing in the morning, I saw his name pop up in my inbox and he always made me smile so much – oh my, he knew how to make this heart come alive and feel so cherished, so loved. Y'all better not tell anyone but, amazed by the purity, sincerity and power of his love for me, I have more than once found myself smooching my phone screen – his emails, that is… just as close as I could get. lol By now, every night I go to bed hopeful that maybe in the morning, I will wake up to him anew, to see his name anew, to hear his love anew, to feel him so close to my heart, as if we would be together for real. But in the morning I wake up… then follow those still hopeful, nervous seconds from unlocking my phone to opening the mails to staring at the spot where the inbox would flash up when new mail would have come… then comes the moment when I see and know that no new mail has come yet… in that moment my heart crumbles shortly, hope slipping out of my hand for a moment… the spiritual thing to do would be to pray right in that moment and give it to God and let it be and go about my business but that's not what I find myself doing… I think about him, all that we've shared, our history, our shared experience, our convos… in my head, I speak my heart and all that it would love to tell my beloved… and I catch new hope… and sometimes I follow through with speaking that which my heart played out in my mind in the morning – I write it out into one of my hearty mails and send it off… sometimes I set out to do it, sit down and the words won't really flow back out on paper and then I'll let it be for that day. Although I'm sure it's but by God's Grace that covers me beyond what I'd deserve in this state of weakness, I somehow managed so far to refrain from taking action in his direction concerning what I pondered about – but for the past 2 days or so I was so greatly tempted to just ask him and get to planning… I have these vivid thoughts in my mind about us, and they feel beautiful to me, I feel like I would be ready and able to go for what I can imagine in those moments, and I am grateful to God for granting me graciously to find physical relief in him in the area because usually that takes most of the pressure I feel in this crunch time I experience off… and oftentimes, in the shadow of relief, I end up being grateful that I haven't spoken it up much yet because I end up feeling again like I'm not ready to have it right away, I feel like I can wait and would wanna wait for having it be in all right ways – safe and secured by the beautiful covenant of marriage… the hunger for my love is still there but it becomes bearable again. Anyways… I am trying to stay stable amidst this current circumstance that truly challenges me. I cover my love in prayer – I want him to be well and hope he is ok – and I fill the silence with love whenever my heart gives me something to pour out to him. I try to handle it as best I can, doing my part, encouraging communication, making sure he knows nothing but love awaits him when he comes back… if he comes back… but I keep the faith and choose to believe God and believe him.

  9. JAM777 says:

    Wow, this was intense! This is was so well written, I felt like I was on fire just thinking about being able to do this with my wife somewhere down the road!
    I love how well you two know eachother and can speak to each other so well without even using any words!

    Thank you for sharing this mam! 🙂

  10. Old Lover says:

    Just found this story as a newbie to MH. Wonderfully written, and undeniably by a woman that loves breast time. Marvelous, Juicy! Your description and expression of pleasure matches up with ours. My lovely Anne is never satiated with my attention and pleasuring of her breasts.

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