Hot Married Sex

Many people say that they would like to have sex more often than they do right now, and the good news is that having more sex is quite easy. All you have to do is forget about the frequency and focus on improving the quality of the sex you already have. If you do this, both of you will naturally want to have hot sex more often.

The problem for too many couples is that the sex they have is rudimentary, repetitive and boring. This being the case, it isn’t surprising that it only takes place once a week or once a month. But when the sex is hot, varied and exciting, both partners will want to enjoy it more often. In other words, if you look after the quality, the quantity will take care of itself.

The biggest enemy of hot sex is routine. Even the hottest sexual scenario which originally makes him hard and her damp at the sheer mention of it will lose its appeal if it is repeated over and over with no variety. You should therefore make an effort to shake things up on a regular basis, and avoid doing the same thing twice in one week. If you can avoid doing the same thing twice in a month, so much the better.

Married couples have so many options when it comes to having hot sex that achieving this isn’t as difficult as it might sound. You can role play a dozen different scenarios, have sex in at least half a dozen different places and try scores of sexual positions. One day she can be Miss Scarlet in the kitchen with the whipped cream, and the next time he can be Colonel Shafter in the bedroom with the blindfold. You can take erotic photographs or videos of each other, talk dirty, or even take the wedding dress out of storage and rediscover the erotic potential of the good old-fashioned missionary position. Make as much noise as you can during sex on one day, and try to be totally silent the next… I could continue listing different ways of making sex varied and novel, but if you don’t get the idea by now then you aren’t paying attention.

Unless one partner has a medical problem which causes low libido (in which case a visit to the doctors is in order) most couples can enjoy more sex by forgetting about frequency and focusing on making the sex that they do have as hot as varied as possible, as just described.

Virtual sex is something that seems to be increasingly common, thanks in no small part to online worlds such as Second Life. These allow you to adopt an on-screen persona known as an avatar and enjoy a virtual life in a surprisingly well rendered 3D environment. With the content of the virtual world being created by the users themselves, it isn’t a shock to discover that sex plays as big a part of virtual life as it does real life.

Someone who is totally new to virtual worlds might be surprised to learn that in a place like Second Life you can visit strip clubs, hire escorts, explore BDSM dungeons, take in a porn movie or simply meet a girlfriend and get jiggy in the privacy of your own virtual home. Players can even get married in Second Life.

With full support for voice chat on private channels as well as text chat, virtual sex in a world like Second Life can be likened to animated phone sex. And whilst many married couples would consider such virtual sex to be tantamount to cheating if their spouse got involved with a third party, couples can play the game together and explore their sexual fantasies in a whole new way.

If you have two computers in the house, you could both log onto Second Life, spend a little time making your avatars look attractive (the “noob” look isn’t very appealing) and then experience various sexual scenarios with each other. Fancy having sex outdoors with a dozen or more people watching? There are open sex areas where you can do just that. Want to have a more romantic experience in a virtual ballroom (perhaps because you have kids who make the real thing impossible right now)? You can do that to. In fact, as long as it’s legal and consenting, there’s nothing you can’t do in Second Life.

Virtual sex isn’t for everyone by any means, and after dabbling for a while my wife and I discovered we preferred having a good old-fashioned conversation. That said, we did enjoy playing with slave / master scenarios, being naughty in public and making our avatars as sexually brazen as possible. And, as a form of high-tech foreplay, the game was quite effective.

Of course, Second Life isn’t all about sex, and there’s lots of other things that you and your spouse can do in this virtual world. Make friends from around the world, go for a walk through a rain forest, visit Amsterdam, New York, Paris or Venice. If you can imagine it, the chances are you can do it.

Creating a Second Life character and playing the game costs nothing (though you may want to upgrade your account for a few dollars so that you can buy your own land if you intend to play long term) so if you fancy experiencing virtual sex with your spouse just to see what it’s like, you can do so. Simply visit the Second Life web site to get started.

This is part two of my Phone Sex story, so if you haven’t yet read the first part, take a quick detour to Phone Sex - Part I and do so now. Otherwise, read on, and expect explicit language.

     “Lie back on the bed and open your legs, wide.”
     His voice on the other end of the phone was calm yet commanding, and she didn’t hesitate do follow his instructions the moment he had uttered them.
     “Okay,” she said.
     “Where are your hands?”
     “My left is holding the phone.”
     “And your right hand?”
     She smiled and glanced down at her right hand.
      “Stroking.”
      “Stroking what?”
      “You know what.”
      “I do. But I want you to be specific.”
      “I’m stroking my pussy.”
      “Try again.”
      “I’m stroking my hot, tight, pussy. And I’m getting very wet listening to you.”
      She loved the way he always insisted on her stating the obvious, and on describing what she was doing in as much detail as possible. She knew that he got turned on listening to her talk dirty, and if the truth be told, it always turned her on just as much.  
      “Start rubbing your clit,” he said. “And as you do, tell me what you’re thinking.”
      “Okay,” she said. “I’m thinking about the last time I was with you. You had me tied to the bed and you tongue fucked me for what seemed like hours. I looked down at you and saw that animal look you get in your eyes when you’re eating me out.” Although she wasn’t totally aware of it, her right hand was steadily gathering speed as she related the thoughts to him.
      “I made you talk like a dirty slut that night, didn’t I?”
      “Yes,” she said, and her pussy twinged at the memory.
      “Well it would make sense for you to do the same again, seeing as you’re thinking about that night anyway.”
      “What do you want me to say?”
      “Can’t you remember what you said the last time?” he laughed.
      “Oh, I can remember,” she said. The fact was, she’d thought of it constantly for a couple of days, and had to change several pairs of panties as a consequence.
      “Go on then. Talk to me.”
      “I want you to fuck me,” she said.
      “How?”
      “Hard. I want you to make me your dirty little slut. I want you to take me. Own me. Use me.”
      “I am using you. Right now.”
      “God, yeah. I know. And I fucking love it.
      Her right hand was rubbing hard on her clit, which had swollen considerably in the last couple of minutes.
      “I want your cock,” she said. “I need it. So fucking badly.”
      “Keep going, but don’t cum until I say you can.”
      She swallowed hard, her breathing already quite shallow.
      “I want you to pin my hands down above my head and fuck me hard. I want you to call me names.”
      “Like what?”
      “Nasty names. Bitch. Whore. Slut. Call me a cock tease and tell me you’re gonna give it to me hard to teach me a lesson. Oh, god, yes…”
      “Alright. Stop.”
      His voice was firm and final.
      “What?”
      “Take your hand away from your pussy and stop. That’s all for tonight.”
      She did as he commanded, but her clit was aching. Another minute or so and she would have cum big time.
      “You bastard. You can’t expect me to stop, just like that. Finish me.” She gritted her teeth. “Finish me now.”
      “Maybe next time,” he said, and hung up.

* * * * * * * *

      He enjoyed the last mouthful of bourbon and put the empty glass down on the table. A glance at the clock told him it was nine thirty. He rose from his armchair, flicked off the lamp in the corner of the room and headed upstairs.
      You’ve got to keep them keen, he thought with a smile. Besides, she really does love being teased. She just wasn’t expecting you to let her get that far…
      When he reached the top of the stairs he flicked off the hall light and pushed open the door. She threw a cushion at him as soon as he entered the room.
      “That’s for letting me get so worked up,” she said. “You did it deliberately.”
      “Yes,” he said.
      “She tried not to smile, but didn’t quite succeed. “Sometimes I wonder why I ever married you in the first place,” she said.
      “You married me because you knew you’d enjoy playing games like this.”
      He smiled and closed the door. Tonight they’d fuck like demons, and all it had taken was half an hour of creative preparation. Whoever said married sex was boring needed to get themselves some education.

Erotic fiction is something that I hope to write more of here at Hot Married Sex, and after giving it a whirl with Erotica For Her, I’m now going to attempt something slightly different with a two-part story entitled Phone Sex. Expect explicit language, and let me know what you think…

Phone Sex – Part I

He set his glass of bourbon down on the oak side table and settled into the dark leather armchair beside it. A glance at the pendulum wall clock told him it was one minute to nine in the evening, and he pressed a couple of buttons on his mobile phone, then snapped it shut just as quickly.
     No, make her wait, he thought. Sixty seconds more won’t kill you.
     He watched the pendulum swing back and forth, each complete movement marking another second gone by. The more he watched, the longer each swing seemed to take, and he thought it funny how the mind can play tricks on itself like that. The sway of the pendulum reminded him of the way her hips moved when she walked, and when the clock finally struck nine he was almost disappointed that it shattered his idle fantasy.
     After waiting for the last chime to sink back into silence, he flipped open his phone and dialled again.      Her phone rang once, twice and then she answered.
     “You’re late,” she said.
     “Actually I’m exactly on time.”
     “But you knew I’d be waiting for you.”
     “And that’s why I didn’t ring sixty seconds ago,” he smiled.
     “You’re a bastard,” she hissed. “You know I hate being teased.”
     He reached for his glass and took a slow sip of the dark amber liquid, savouring the burn for a long moment before finally swallowing. “I know you say that,” he said. “But you love it really.”
     She laughed softly at that, and he could imagine her squirming with delight.
     “What are you wearing?” he asked.
     “A silk negligee. That black one you bought me. Remember?”
     “How could I forget? Are you wearing the panties too?”
     “No. I’m not wearing any panties, if you must know.”
     An image of her pussy flashed into his mind as she said that. Shaved, smooth, inviting. He’d spent several delightful evenings with his head between her thighs, and he was looking forward to many more in the future. His groin stirred as he considered the prospect.
     “You’ve gone quiet. What are you thinking about?”
     “Nothing much.”
     “Liar. You were thinking about me laying here with no panties, weren’t you?”
     “Maybe.”
     “Good. I like you thinking those things. I’d much rather you were here with me in person, though. My pussy is aching. It needs your tongue.”
     “Stop,” he said. “I’m a married man.”
     “That never held you back before.”
     “No, it didn’t.”
     “And I’m glad. Aren’t you?”
     He took another sip of bourbon and smiled. “Yes. I’m very glad.”
     “Well then.” She giggled at her small victory. “What’s it going to be tonight?”
     “I’m in a controlling mood,” he said.
     “Mmmmm” she moaned, “I like those.” Then she added, “How long do you have alone?”
     “She won’t be back for at least an hour.”
     “Okay then. Let’s get started….”

Uniform sex is a term used to describe sex where one or both partners is dressed in a role-play outfit that the other finds arousing. Common uniforms used for sex games between a husband and wife include police, naval, nursing and military uniforms, nun’s habits, French maid costumes and dominatrix outfits.

Although simply wearing a uniform might be enough to turn your partner on, for uniform sex to be most satisfying the person wearing it should try to adopt the persona and characteristics of the character they are portraying. Think of yourself as an actor or actress who is about to play a part, and when you step into your uniform, step into character.

Some couples like the idea of having sex in uniform, but aren’t confident in their ability to “carry it off” in terms of personality and character. It is for those readers that I offer my four-step quick-and-easy guide to acting in sex uniform scenarios:

1 – Identify A Role Model
First, think of someone who really is like the character that you want to portray, For example, if you want to wear a saucy French maid uniform, think of any saucy French maids you have seen on television or in movies.

2 – Identify Their Traits
Having found a role model, study them and identify the main traits that make them what they are. How do they talk? How do they walk? How do they use their eyes? What body language do they use? You can discover all of this from watching the television shows or movies that your chosen role model character appears in. Think of this as acting class.

3 – Adopt A New Name
Next, adopt a new name that is more in keeping with your character. If your own name would suit the role then by all means stick with it, otherwise choose a name that fits the uniform. This will help both you and your partner to view the character as being real.

4 – Be Your Role Model
Now it’s time to put everything together so that you and your partner can enjoy some hot uniform sex. To do this, put on the outfit and – as you do – imagine yourself stepping into the shoes of the role model you selected previously. Talk the way they talk, walk the way they walk, use your eyes and body language in the same way, and so on. Also, make sure that your partner has been instructed to view you as the character (and not their spouse) whenever you are in uniform. The more you can both immerse yourself in the game, the more satisfying it will be.

Uniform sex takes a little planning and preparation, but if you and your partner are willing to suspend disbelief and play along with each other, it can be a great fantasy experience. Fancy having sex with a member of the police force, a doctor or nurse or a television newsreader without breaking those marriage vows? Well, now you can. So the question is, who are you going to be tonight?