First Time Having Sex

Christmas afternoon there was sex happening at our house. This likely doesn't come as a surprise to you. It was our "first time" too. The first time we've had sex since the baby has been born and of course, we coined this opportunity as being a "test fuck".

Unsure how it would go, if it would hurt, make me bleed or cause anguishing cramps, we had our romp. So a Test Fuck, with no expectations.

I fed the baby till he was asleep. Jason showered and shaved his boy bits, then set up our lair.

As I entered our bedroom I was met with candles burning on all the flat surfaces. Incense lit and it's warm aroma in the air. The heat turned up to toasty. Sheets pulled back and on the bed, Kama Sutra Honey Dust, chocolate body paint, and lubricant on the bedside table.

From my arms I laid the baby in his bed next to ours and carefully covered him to keep warm. Gently I rubbed his belly to ensure he would not wake up prematurely and interrupt our adult time.

I removed my robe and panties in front of my man as his eyes drank in the sight of me. He told me how beautiful I was, and my mind whirled. Sex with this gorgeous man was about to happen. Excited and aroused he had made me.

I laid out naked on the bed as per his command and a delicate brush swiped over my body putting edible honey dust over me which he licked and nibbled off with greed, yet tenderness.

We kissed, touched and played with each other. The foreplay was sweet and necessary, at least for me. Aroused as I was, I was still nervous.

By the time our bodies melted into each others and we started moving as one, we were both giddily happily. I was safely mounted on top of Jason's manliness and not one stroke caused me any pain. (though some trepidation the first few minutes)

After the orgasms were over we lay spooned together. Breathless. Elated. Reconnected as a couple.

The most amazing reality of our afternoon frolic was that the Pickle cooperated enough to thankfully sleep through our "afternoon delight".