Naked Night

Oh @Sexy_Librarian. Today, January 12th, is kiss a ginger day!

I'll just be over here on the bed waiting…..naked! 😘 😘 ❤️ 🌹😈 😁 😜

I do so enjoy some ginger from time to time. You do tend to heat me up! Let me slide over to your side of the bed and share the warmth 😉

Knock-knock-knock-Mommy/Knock-knock-knock-Daddy may be a mood killer but nothing says “we’re done“ as fast as your FIL (rest his soul) walking in without knocking, completely oblivious to the situation! …Not to mention the overheard lecture that MIL gave DH about how “it’s not healthy to have intercourse more often than once a week.” True stories 😉

I can definitely relate! Our family members had a sixth sense about the most opportune time to interrupt - when we lived next door to my grandparents we might have a lazy morning when the kids didn't have to go to school and we were both off, and it never failed, my grandfather would call or come over to check on us before the sun was even up. “I didn't see any lights on over here,” he would say.

Hey @Sexy_Librarian,

Spring is just around the corner…………I just bought a hammock!!

😜 😁 😈

I needed to get my hair cut today. I have been putting it off because I hate everything about haircuts - the required chit-chat with the stylist, the other people in the salon, strangers (even though I generally see the same person every time) touching my hair. Hair cuts bring me anxiety. Hair cuts also bring spankings! Knowing this helps with the anxiety!

After the hair cut, we walked down to the grocery store for some soft drinks and a piece of ginger root. My husband made me pick out a nice-sized chunk. He has a plan for my spanking tonight. He is going to make me lean over the kitchen table. We are waiting for it to get dark enough outside so that no one can see in the kitchen windows. This is for my comfort, not his. I don't think he would mind a bit if the neighbors saw what goes on in our kitchen. He will make me watch as he peels and carves the ginger to the correct shape. The smell of the ginger will arouse me. I can already imagine the warm feeling as he forces it up into my ass. A few years ago I could never have said the word "ass." Or many of the other words he has taught me to say.

I am not sure what he will use for the spanking itself - he has quite a few choices. Wooden spoon, belt, riding crop, flogger, paddle. I don't really care for the paddle. It is too hard and unyielding. He often uses his hand, and a combination of the other implements. He will make my cheeks sting and redden. He might leave handprints on my pale skin, but never a bruise. Stinging is good. If I try to "escape," he will grab what is left of my hair and hold me still. Gently but firmly, he will let me know that he is the one in charge of me. He can make my bottom as stingy and red as he likes, and he may even hold a mirror up to show me his progress. He will gently caress my cheeks in between swats to soothe them. He will go for erotic - not true punishment. He will want me to know that he is in charge but that he loves me with all of his heart and that he is doing what he needs to to center me. And to remind me that even the gray hair on my head belongs to him.

I love the way we continue to grow together and to experience new things together.

@Sexy_Librarian this is a beautiful post! I love when you grace us with your thoughts and feelings here. Most of all, I LOVE YOU @Sexy_Librarian!

@DrFn

@Sexy_Librarian ’s post was beautiful! ❤️❤️💓

I think she’s “prepping” you for this evening! 🌹🌹🌹

@Sexy_Librarian what a beautiful, heartfelt post

@Sexy_Librarian simply beautiful 🌹

@Sexy_Librarian by name

@Sexy_Librarian by nature

🌹 👍

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@Sexy_Librarian You are living proof that discovering sex is fun can never come too late in life! If I have Dr Fn figured out correctly, he is doing a wonderful job of making up for lost time during which that discovery had yet to be made.

I too love the way you both “continue to grow together and experience new things”!

This is an important message for @Sexy_Librarian, from the offices of DrFn and Associates.

You are scheduled for a full physical and gynecological exam on Saturday, April 15, 2023 at 7:00 PM

This will be an exhaustive and extensive exam, including some procedures that may be considered invasive.

DrFn is prescribing at least two cleansing enemas in the hours prior to your office visit. A home health nurse will arrive at least two hours prior to your visit to administer your enemas.

Please allow extra time in your schedule for a full and comprehensive health assessment.

If you need to cancel or reschedule your office visit, please do so at least 24 hours prior to your appointment.

We look forward to your visit and providing you the best patient care for your health needs.

@DrFn @Sexy_Librarian can’t wait to hear about the examination in details…………..🌹

I have added this appointment to my calendar. Please send me a few more reminders this week though, so I keep it fresh in my mind!

@Sexy_Librarian Thanks for the episode on the cot. Very nice and well-told.

This is an appointment reminder for @Sexy_Librarian from the offices of DrFn and Associates. You have a full physical and gynecological exam scheduled with DrFn, on Saturday, April 15, 2023, at 7:00 PM.

A home health nurse will be sent to your home at least two hours prior to your exam. The nurse will administer the cleansing enemas that have been prescribed by DrFn.

If you need to cancel or reschedule your office visit, please do so at least 24 hours prior to your appointment.

We look forward to your visit and providing you the best patient care for your health needs.

For some reason or another & with @Sexy_Librarian 's 🌹 remarks about both her upcoming appointment with her man @DrFn (aka : Mr Smooth) coupled with the pre-appt preparations my thoughts drifted off briefly ending up on the Toob & wouldn't ya just know it this rather timely video jumped out at me 😇 ... How could one resist !!

https://youtu.be/wu1UXCdyNo0

Afternoon Delight -

Oh that twisted irony ... someone is gonna see de "stars". 😋

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Last night is going to be quite memorable. Dr. Fn spends so many hours preparing for my appointments that I often feel guilty because I know there are other things he could be doing with his time. He has to rearrange the space and get everything ready, and he usually starts a week beforehand. To me this feels akin to when I am prepping for Thanksgiving dinner - it takes a week to get ready and I invest so much time the day of cooking and cleaning and paying attention to all the details. Then, it is suddenly time to eat and an hour later you are just left with all of the leftovers and the cleanup. It is a labor of love. He does all of this just to give me pleasure. It's for me. It's about me. I don't think I am deserving. I don't think there is anything I can do to repay it.

Dr. Fn sent his home health nurse over at 5PM to get me ready for the exam. A few enemas later (the second of which was sort of a disaster ending up with lots of laundry to do afterwards) I was ready for the appointment. Dr. Fn brought me new paperwork to fill out because I have not seen him in awhile, so I started working on that. There are things that I don't always know how to fill out - I don't know my measurements right off of the top of my head, but he was prepared with a tape measure so he could collect that information. He has also acquired an old-school doctor's office scale to get my weight. His "office" is well thought out. We have the exam table that he bought several years ago and lovely crinkle paper on it. He has all of the little labeled jars for swabs, tongue depressors, gauze, and bandages lined up on the counter. He has anatomical posters on the walls and a small model of a pelvis. He has a variety of shiny instruments laid out, each speculum lined up just exactly right. Dr. Fn is somewhat OCD.

Dr. Fn also has an integrated wall unit with a thermometer, otoscope, and blood pressure cuff. He had me undress and put on a paper vest. He then took my vital signs. He used a rectal thermometer in one end and the oral thermometer conncted to the wall unit in the other end. He is always very gentle and supportive. He did a breast exam and lingered over my nipples for several minutes before determining that everything looked healthy.

He then had me scoot down to the end of the table and he guided my feet into the stirrups - complete with red fuzzy covers to keep my feet from touching cold metal. Scooting makes the paper crinkle and stick to me, but I don't mind. He did a visual exam, close up and personal of all of my female anatomy, commenting about how wet and juicy I had become. He asked if I was aroused. Um, yes.

Time for a speculum. Which one will he choose? It won't matter. It will first get an icewater bath so that I can feel the cold radiating from the metal as it gets close to my skin. He can slide it in so expertly, and it feel so good. After being checked from every angle, he decided that it is time to check out my anus and rectum. I climbed up onto the table on my hands and knees. He had several different anoscopes spread on the counter to choose from. Looking at them always scares me a little, but they feel so good when he uses them that I always want more. The pressure, the hardness, the cold metal - the insertion takes my breath away. He took some pictures while he was using them last night and it was quite exciting to look at them later.

I was so thoroughly turned on after his exam that he put me back on the table in the stirrups, doffed his pants and did a "penile capacity test," which caused a wonderful orgasm. He then took me up to the bedroom so I could pay him, which resulted in yet another orgasm (rare for me, but becoming more commonplace over the last year or so).

We talked alot during the exam and afterwards - about how much our relationship has matured and deepened over the years. How a decade ago I would not have let him see me naked and now I let him take pictures. About how much we love each other and how we can continue to grow and pleasure one another. Last night was one for the books!

@Sexy_Librarian so beautiful,well written 🌹. You both are lucky to have each other.

It is a labor of love. He does all of this just to give me pleasure. It's for me. It's about me. I don't think I am deserving. I don't think there is anything I can do to repay it.

and this:

- about how much our relationship has matured and deepened over the years. How a decade ago I would not have let him see me naked and now I let him take pictures. About how much we love each other and how we can continue to grow and pleasure one another.

@Sexy_Librarian you've done more than repay it and both you and @DrFn have found the key. All the best to you two.

both you and @DrFn have found the key.

Thank you, @Cedar. I do think we continue to discover the ties that hold us together. Mainly because we keep looking for them. I think about the early stages of our lives and wonder if we would still be together if we had stopped where we were then. We were satisfied in a way - neither of us were seeking anything different. But the relationship itself seems to be so much more sustainable and enjoyable - maybe part of it is not fearing children walking in on us, or the pure exhaustion from being parent parents. Ditching the uterus was a big help because there was no longer any fear of another pregnancy. And it is not just SEX that grew for us, but the intimacy that surrounds it, the trust that that is required for it.

@Sexy_Librarian, I have not read all of the posts here but I am going to follow this thread. From what I have read you and your husband sound a lot like me and my husband. I am looking forward to following your posts.

@Sexy_Librarian @ DrFn good on you guys.

And it is not just SEX that grew for us, but the intimacy that surrounds it, the trust that that is required for it.

There’s something really special about that, and the relationship makes everything else so much better…the sex part is a by-product! Love reading about you two!

I was here on zity before. I am pleased to see @Sexy_Librarian posting more and how you are both sharing how fun and loving sex can be! Love the thought and effort you both put in for each other. Obviously a true pleasure for each other and many that your allowing to peep in.

Can't tell you how much following and reading your posts @DrFn and @Sexy_Librarian has truly inspired this 30 something woman! I absolutely love reading your adventures and explorations and wish everyone could experience what you both have, and what @AnthonyRT and I now are able to share. So grateful to have found this site, and especially grateful to have found this post! Thank you for sharing, wish we could both meet you in person, and share our stories ❤️

“Naked Night”. What a fantastic topic. It has generated an unbelievable variety of great threads. Why not make every night a Naked Night? From reading many posts I can see that sleeping nude as a general rule is very common among among the members of this group (big surprise). It’s a sure way to get over being timid about showing one’s body. I hope I am not beating a dead horse by adding my two cents worth on the topic. A general theme on here suggests that being comfortable with one’s own body is an important element in having a wonderful and fulfilling intimate relationship. It is the key to accepting the imperfections that are always present not only in our own bodies but also present in the bodies of those we love.

There is also something magical about skin on skin contact. I think it has been shown to be essential between mothers and their babies for optimal development. Why not the same for lovers? If French movies are any indication, everybody there sleeps naked. I don’t think I’m the only one that believes that much of the common shame surrounding nudity has it’s origin from our Puritan forefathers. Holy Cow, isn’t it about time to get over it!?

Completely apart from sex, I for one love to fall asleep cuddled against my guy or being awakened for a moment during the night by a hand touching me or an arm reaching over me. I always sleep in the nude and love it.

The last week has been rough. I had shoulder surgery on Friday and I knew it would take time to get better. I had prepared myself in every way that I could - for the things I would need help with physically, and for the mental part as much as possible. I was prepared for pain. I was not prepared for the level of irritation I felt about things I could not control. Cords and hoses, for example. I have spend much time attached to a cryotherapy machine that pumps the most wonderful chilled water into a sleeve around my shoulder. But the tangling of hoses and cords and velcro straps has broken me. My arm is trussed up in a sling that mostly velcro and cat hair. Another layer of velcro on the pad around my shoulder. CPAP - cord and hose attached to my face. Computer cords. Phone charging cables. Headphone cables. We have an entire living room filled with items that can be used as restraints, and they are all tangled up around my feet. I can't get the pillows just like I want them. I am not in control of anything.

I have tried to eat well after surgery because I am taking opioid pain meds. High fiber. Stool softeners. Miralax. Moving around. Drinking lots of fluids. Orange flavored prunes! None of it helped with the inevitable constipation that ensued. Dr. Fn had ordered a new enema bag and it has been just hanging in the bedroom for a few weeks now. I sort of joked about it being ready if we needed it after surgery. But I did not expect to need it. I was going to follow all of the recommendations and my body would respond as it should. Rule followers like myself believe that if you follow the rules, everything will be okay. Yeah, not this time.

It did not feel like much was going on with my digestion, so I finally admitted to Dr. Fn that I was going to need an appointment with the new bag - which is a very nice silicon bag. Sort of clear but not fully transparent. It has a gentle, artistic curve to it. I hated myself for asking, for not trusting that he would be delighted to help in any way he could.

I rather enjoy enemas when they are erotic. I was not sure how I was going to like getting one because I really needed it. I can't move quickly. I can't move my right arm at all. How would I get into any position and be able to get back up? Especially if I needed to move in a hurry. I was anxious.

We decided that maybe leaning over the bathtub might be the most convenient and comfortable position. I was afraid it was going to be an unpleasant experience (and it was not the best thing we have ever done together - at least for me). But he was aroused just seeing my naked bottom facing him. I told him that afterwards I wanted to watch him masturbate. I liked watching his pleasure and the expressions on face, and the sounds he would make.

He prepared the first enema with some liquified ivory soap that he keeps floating in a mason jar. He used to keep the jar on the counter for me to see as a teaser. He lubed the nozzle and every so gently slid it inside of me. Unclamped the hose. The warm soapy water started flowing in. After I had taken some of the liquid, I needed to release it. But after the initial flurry of activity to get onto the toilet, nothing happened. Nothing. Hmm. Maybe this had been a bad idea. Now I am not only constipated, I am full of water that doesnt want to come out.

He filled the bag with cooler water this time and I managed to take most of that one. I was also feeling like I was going to vomit (nothing erotic about that, for sure). He got me a bottle of sports drink to sip and sat right my my side while some very vile stuff finally flowed out of my body. I was still feeling pretty queasy, but better. We will repeat if necessary this weekend, although I have not had any pain meds in the last twelve hours and I can feeling some gurgling in my tummy, so hopefully things are beginning to wake up in there.

Afterwards, we lay together on the cool sheets and I rubbed my feet agains his while he masturbated. He showed me a video he had taken with his phone of a night that made love - I am naked on top of him -- completely naked-- and I am grinding against him, impaling myself on him. He said he watches the video often. I recognize this woman in the video, and yet, somehow I don't. Who is this woman, who enjoys sex? Who is this woman, who enjoys being naked and exposed? I know it is me, and yet, part of me can't admit that a person who follows the rules would allow herself to be be vulnerable this way. There are still barriers in my brain that need to come down. I know that the two of us together can get under, over, or though any obstacles!

@Sexy_Librarian My best to you, sounds like the surgery went well. The tone and humor in your post tells me you've got a great attitude and that will help get you through all the batshit as you regain mobility and function. The good @DrFn will take excellent care of you as well and tend to any of your needs - as he apparently has already done! 😉 Enjoy your old movies and look forward to getting back in the saddle!!

Speedy recovery!!! 🌹

@Sexy_Librarian 🌹I wish a speedy recovery. What a beautiful post , and before you know it you will be planning your next video.

@DrFn get your camera ready.

@Sexy_Librarian It's been two months since your surgery and last post. We hope your recovery is going well and the the good @Dr_Fn is attentive to all of your needs. 😈. When you are up to it, please let us know how things are going. We miss you here!!!