Talk Dirty

And after that lovely post just moments before, in which I used the phrase "...our almost-sexless marriage," I have a hot little story to share! (No, I am completely contradictory! heh heh)

Yesterday, I had taken a shower and gotten dressed, and Sam was just getting out of the shower. I was wearing short little Nike shorts and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, getting ready to go play volleyball. Nothing sexy. However, when Sam climbed out of the shower and toweled off, he apparently saw my outfit as having a different effect entirely!

I was standing at the sink, bent just slightly at the waist, brushing my teeth. I imagine that my booty might have been shaking a little. (I'm a very enthusiastic tooth-brusher!) Sam reached around me for his hairbrush, and, in his naked state, he brushed my ass with his cock. I felt it, but not wanting to get wound up and be disappointed, I tried to ignore the tingle in my shorts. He continued to find reasons to move this way and that ('Check this mirror, check that mirror. Back to this mirror...'), ceaselessly brushing his rapidly hardening cock against my ass.

Finally, I started playing right back at him. Instead of bending further at the waist as I was brushing my teeth, I would bend my knees just slightly, then straighten, then bend, then straighten, effectively putting a little pressure back at him as he brushed back and forth, back and forth. Thus distracted, it took me about twice as long to brush my teeth as it normally does.

As soon as I was done brushing my teeth, though, I walked into the bedroom, presumably to find something with which to put up my hair. I was followed by him, as he was led by the most beautiful, full-mast cock. While I was puttering around on the shelves where I keep my hair stuff, he was fumbling with the hem on my shorts, pulling, pushing, making his way into my shorts and my undies. Finally, I gave up on my quest for the perfect hair-thing. I turned to him, and we started kissing.

Most of the rest of it, I won't bore you with. Just married-couple sex, for the most part. BUT...

While Sam was going down on me (which he has the most excellent talent for!), he was licking here, there, and everywhere. With his mouth securely fastened to my clit, he inserted his forefinger into my pussy. That was awesome. With his thumb, he was massaging my asshole, which was fantastic. I was in heaven! When he actually inserted his thumb into my ass, and was doing something that felt like rubbing his thumb and forefinger together, I went over the edge.

I'm not normally much of a noisemaker during sex. I moan, I whimper, and I grunt some from time to time. I sometimes talk a little when I orgasm ("Oh, oh, oh... I'm gonna cum, oh, gawd, YES!"), but I don't, like, yell or scream or anything like that. It's just never been my nature.

Yesterday, when he made me cum like that? It crossed my mind to hope the neighbor's son wasn't outside playing, getting an earful.

And when all my little particles came back together after that orgasm? Well, he teased me, slowly rubbing my pussy lips and clit with his cock. He would occasionally dip into me, then slowly pull back out. He slapped my clit with his cock a couple times. Then, when I was squirming, and about to ask him to just fuck me?

He went down on me, and did it again.

We played for about an hour and a half, the last 5 minutes or so with his cock up my ass, then we had to leave to go to my game. He never did get off.

So guys: Question.

Do you like it when your girl makes noise? He seems to intensify whatever motion we are making, whether he's going down on me, or we're just going at it, when I make noise. But I don't know if he's intensifying his motion, trying to make it that much better for me, or if he's reaching for his own climax (during the actual sex part), encouraged by my noises.

If you do like noise, do you like just the general mindless chatter, do you like her to say your name, or talk dirty, or what?