So, I am watching a porn right now. Needless to say, I got a little excited and grabbed D and brought him to the bedroom. A little of me sucking his dick, a little of him fingering me later and I’m on top of him fucking the hell out of him. Suddenly, he farts, I belch, we both are laughing our asses off and the sex ends prematurely.
*giggles* It’s real life peole.
I don’t know why I was compelled to write this for reasons other than: not all sex is pretty and romantic. Real life sex is messy, loud and smelly. It’s filled with strange sounds, smells and liquids. It often ends with one or both parties having to use furniture and the walls to walk and most often ends with me and D needing to shower to clean up properly.
And, being of open minds, there is also reasons why our bathroom sink and often the bedroom sink as well (we have a little bureau between the bathroom and walk in closet that has a vanity and sink in it 
) is covered with sex toys LOL At one point I think we had 6 sex toys…5 vaginal and one anal..oh no…4 vaginal and 2 anal 
The thing of it is, and it’s thinking of all this while I’m writing it that makes me realize it. It’s moments like the one D and I had that really cause/create the comfort and ease of being together that couples should have. The knowledge that things like that happen in real life. That not everything is roses and incense. Real life, just like real sex, is full of funny smells and sounds, squidgey liquids and odd noises. It’s all part of life, and at times it/they create those moments in life that you remember forever.
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