If you haven’t noticed by now, my husband and I are into dirty talk! It’s one of those things that is absolutely necessary to keep things spicy and hot in the bedroom. We’ve tried making love with no words, and it’s impossible. We just love to hear those naughty words that come out in the heat of passion!
But did you know the same old dirty talk can be brand new if you take it elsewhere?
This past weekend, my husband and I had a long drive ahead of us. We were teasing and playing like we usually do, occasionally copping a feel or saying things that were meant to make somebody blush. This time, however, my husband wasn’t in the waiting mood. So he pulled over at a little
motel, got a room, and ushered me inside.
During that hour or so that we were in the room, what drove me wild was what he had to say! It wasn’t anything unusual for us. It wasn’t anything so downright filthy that it shocked me. No, it was the same words I knew he loved to say, but when they were said in a different place, that passionate fire started raging!
Think about it. It’s one thing to hear your lover call you a slut when you’re in the comfort of your own bedroom…but when he called me his little whore while I was taking a good pounding on the dingy sheets of a seedy hotel room, I almost felt like a streetwalker. The setting was enough to make that dirty talk seem entirely fresh and new.
Of course, that led to a little role playing fantasy he didn’t expect:
“I’ll bet you do this all the time, don’t you?” I asked.
“You’re such a man whore. You pick up chicks you don’t even know just to get your rocks off, don’t you?”
He got right into the spirit of the fantasy. “I don’t even know your name…unless ‘fucking slut’ counts.”
By the time we were done, we were both so turned on we had to go for another round…only this time I was playing the part of the amorous woman who had just picked a stranger up from a bar and taken him to that hotel room, where all I cared about was my own selfish whims…
You get the idea!
The change of scenery, the illicit thrill of stealing away to a hotel room, and the knowing smile of the guy behind the counter was enough to supercharge the dirty talk. We weren’t doing anything that we wouldn’t be doing at home! The atmosphere made all the difference.
The next time you want to spice things up and you are at a loss for how to do it, take your best sultry dirty talk voice to the local motel…and your lover will be oh-so-glad you did!