Temp taking is love making.

My girlfriend Déborah dumped me allmost a year ago, leaving me desperately alone to take my temperature (rectal, I don't know of any other way to do it).

A few days ago, just for the fun or it, I decided to check my temperature and I inserted a thermometer deep in my rectum

Having felt the extraordinary feeling of the thermometer penetrating my intimacy, I let my mind wonder and then came back to my memory the details of one of the last of Déborah and I's temperature taking sessions.

After a good evening fuck and a good night sleep, we had decided to check our morning temperatures on each other's lap. I took Déborah's temperature in her cute little ass, then positioned myself on my girlfriend's knees, sliding my already hard penis between her warm and soft thighs.

A few moments later, as she played nonchalantly with the thermometer she had well inserted into my ass, Déborah suddenly spoke out: ''Do you know what I am doing ritgh now ?'' The question came as a surprise for me and I gave her a somewhat rude answer: ''You are taking my temperature in my ass, and if you continue to pervertly move your thermometer like you do, I will jerk on you like a teenager''.

Still moving the thermometer, Déborah spoke again:" As a matter of fact, I am making love to you, as you did taking my temperature a few minutes ago or when you fucked my ass last night.

Slowing the movements of the thermometer, she added ‘’ Taking each other's temperature is so intense, so intimate, you give so much of yourself to your partner, it's so wonderfull''. She pauses for a while and then made me a real love declaration : ‘'You know, I love you so much, so very much'' before bursting into tears. I did not know that to think, what to do. Between two sighs, she said : ‘’Don't worry, I am just so happy, these are just tears of happiness''.

The beep of her smartphone brought her back to earth, so to say. She withdrew the thermometer and she was overjoyed to see we both had the same temperature. She said it was a good Omen for our love .

This is an awesome story! Thank you for sharing it with us! I would love to be bent over a woman's lap and have my hard dick pressing against her thighs. What a turn on for a story! Thank you again!

I was never lucky enough to have a girlfriend who was passionate about rectal temp. taking, and my wife doesn’t want any part of it. For me, it’s become a fantasy-based ritual, that I do alone.

I was never lucky enough to have a girlfriend who was passionate about rectal temp. taking, and my wife doesn’t want any part of it. For me, it’s become a fantasy-based ritual, that I do alone.

I had a girlfriend who would take my temp but didn't want hers taken. She wasn't really into the whole idea and knowing that made it too awkward.

I have had a few girlfriends, and rectal temping/enema play partners, who have truly had the fetish.

One girlfriend explained it this way: "Sure, anyone can have sex, but it is an entirely deeper, and more intimate feeling, to let someone take your rectal temperature as well as for them to submit to you taking theirs."

I couldn't agree more.

‘’Sure, anyone can have sex, but it is an entirely deeper, and more intimate feeling, to let someone take your rectal temperature as well as for them to submit to you taking theirs."

As a rectal temperature fan, I like your girlfriend's comment.

However, I must say that , when I was lucky enough to have a girlfriend who shared my rectal temperature fetish, we allways had a resonnable amount of ‘’regular sex'', including anal of course, and we enjoyed it a lot.

I remember the joke Maria, my fedtet RT fan girlfriend used to repeat when we had sex: " You know, my favorite thermometer is your penis''.

Under the right circumstances, rectal temperatures involve caring, intimacy and penetration. So, indeed, lots of aspects in common with making love. 😊

I agree with some of the other comments that say that it can be an act of intimacy with a female partner. Numerous ones of the women I had dated over the years have certainly felt that way.

Taking temperatures has long been an enjoyable part of my lovemaking. I took one woman's temperature the first time we had sex and several days later she surprised me after we had made love by asking me why I had not taken her temperature. Needless to say, I obliged her. She really loved having her temperature taken. Two other women I lived with enjoyed having their temperatures taken as a part of our love making. One was a nurse at a local hospital and one day she brought home three glass rectal thermometers which I used on her many times.