How To Get My Man Off

Doug

Focusing on creating a super hot wife; a MILF that you can’t wait to get home to is important. This emphasis on her not only pleases you, but her, as well. In fact, if you’ve read my book how to Make Your Wife Hot, you realize that the key to creating a sexually-charged relationship full of mind-blowing sex with YOUR hot wife depends more on what you think, do and say than nagging her to lose that extra 20 pounds or try on the cat woman outfit.

Guys, it is up to you to LEAD! I hope you understand that your wife, regardless of how long you’ve been married or how unsatisfying your relationship may be, wants to please you. She may be a bitch or cold as ice, but deep down inside she desperately longs to be that sensual, seductress you married so many years ago. This post is dedicated to her. (And you!)

Copy or print this post any way you desire. Your mission is to woo her. Your job is to romance her, your responsibility is to show her you love her. Now comes the fun part….you can also get what YOU want in the process! We have focused on her emotional needs and desire for security in many posts. If you’ve been working on your relationship at all, you know that sex is 90% mental. Let’s now focus on how to get HER to please YOU! Here is a short playbook prepared by my wife. Please share it with your girl…

-By Chris Steponin

I am not a sluty wife, but my husband likes to think I am HIS private concubine. As a marketing professional, I used to be disgusted with his labeling me as his private whore. It was demeaning and cheap.

Once I realized his fantasy had nothing to do with MY self-esteem, I warmed up a little bit. In a few months, I actually ENJOYED being incredibly sensual, sexy and naughty for him. Private whore…hmm…it is definitely a character I have no experience with in my past. Thanks to his balance of respect and desire for eroticism, I now enjoy being the professional, suburban couple in the daytime and a naughty temptress at night! Let’s explore that hunk’s body…

Compared to male body, female body has a greater variety of erogenous zones. Sorry boys. But there is a general misunderstanding by many women that a man’s only erogenous zone is located  in his pants. This area represents only a small percentage of his erogenous zones which has dozens of hot spots. So let’s “touch” a few of them right now…

His Head: No; the one on his neck
His scalp and ears areas are packed with nerve endings. Many men enjoy having their hair ruffled and stroked. Running your fingers through his hair can be a libido-increasing act. Scalp massage is a stimulating and is a seductive touch to do with your guy. We all enjoy getting our hair washed at the salon. He’s no different. His ears are also hot spots for your tongue, whispers and kisses. Whispering erotic fantasies, slight sucking and playful biting on his earlobe will stimulate necessary blood flow to the area south of the border.

His Chest: Hairy or not here you cum
The chest is one of the sexiest part of a man’s body. Stroking a hairy chest and playing with his nipples is an exciting thing for most women. Circling his areola, gently kissing the nipple and caressing the muscles of his chest can be exciting for both of you. You should also flip your hair onto his chest and drag it slowly down to his now erect manhood. Yeah…that works.

His Back: You’ll be lying on yours soon enough
A man’s back is often overlooked. A strong back is sexy for us, but is also very sensitive for him. Trial and error are part of the deal, here. Kiss it, scratch it, bite it caress it, etc. We all love a good massage on our backs and taking the stress out of his back will release any remaining tension in his body so he can focus on you.

His Butt: Cute, sensitive and spankable
The buttocks and anal region are one of the most intimate and erogenous zones of a man. Slowly running your fingers along his buttocks and teasing his crack may make him squirm and tingle. Stroking and massaging his buttocks before during and after sex is a good way to “double down” on his pleasure. The more combination moves you can come up with, the better. Play with his butt: pinch and slap a little, then snuggle your belly and breasts to his bottoms.

WARNING: Most men are reluctant to ask their lover to play with his anal hole and prostate.. Stimulating this spot can be very pleasurable, especially if you use a top-quality anal lubricant. Fingering his anus requires advanced Tantra techniques and should only be done with plenty of lubricant, training, and a possible bottle of scotch. Be warned, however, that the proper application of these techniques can cause extreme orgasms and euphoria!


Between a Rock and Hard Place
Both men and women have a perineum – an area with highly sensitive skin packed with pleasure receptors, located between the anus and genitals. This region should be touched with extra attention and love. Gentle and careful stimulation by licking and kissing this smooth flesh can provide external stimulation to his prostate and even the root of his cock. Gently push on the perineum like you’re ringing a doorbell, and release. Push – release, and so on. Massage in circular and rhythmic motion for extra benefit.

Good luck. By following some of these ideas, many men (including myself) have actually achieved multiple orgasms. I encourage you to print this out and discuss it with your wife, when the time is right. Try warming her up with a nice dinner, a rose-petal covered bed or a day at the spa. After she reads this, you’ll be banging your smokin’ hot wife until the sun rises the next day.

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My Wife’s ‘Mile High Club’ Story

Doug

The internet has replaced our imaginations with stories of intrigue, romance and forbidden sexual encounters with clear an unambiguous imagery. Years ago, naughty stories and movies that left something to the imagination gave all of us a different view of the same scenario.

When people watch movies, they often project themselves into the character. “What would I do if I was them…” and things like that. How often have you expressed anger when a character in a horror movie deliberately walks into that dark house instead of simply going to the neighbors and call the police!

My wife and I enjoy watching porn every once in a while, but what REALLY gets both of us off are detailed stories about things that have happened to us in the past. Embellishing real events brings a reality to the fantasy that can drive anyone wild. Instead of projecting ourselves into a fictional character, my wife and I take TRUE incidents that have happened to us and twist the facts, names, and places around slightly. When we reveal these stories as part of our foreplay, the sparks ignite and we find ourselves totally in the moment. My wife are totally commited to creating crazy, passionate sex life for ourselves and love teaching others how to do the same. Click here for a copy of our book.

Recently, my wife told me a story about a long trip on an airplane years ago when our marriage was on the rocks. Enjoy…

It was going to be a long flight and I wasn’t tired. In fact, I was a bit annoyed, having just left home and totally ticked that my husband didn’t take me to the airport and didn’t even kiss me goodbye…things aren’t so good at home. In fact, I often have visions of leaving him…or killing him!

I checked through the gate without much of a delay and boarded the plane on time. Like most flights, the people around me were a mixed bag…families, singles, young and old. Normally, I get some non-descript ordinary person sitting next to me. I am not one for much conversation and since this was a night flight, I actually PLANNED on not even saying hello to whoever sat next to me.

Then he sits down next to me…OMG.

As much as I tried NOT to pay attention, it was impossible not to stare at the man who sat next to me….Mr. Charm. He was young, handsome, chiseled, strong, firm and a smile that could melt the anger and resentment of anyone.

What a dish. If only…No. I shouldn’t think those things. I should catch some sleep like I planned. As much as I tried to settle in and sleep, I couldn’t. Instantly these crazy, ridiculous fantasies explode into my head. What was wrong with me?! I don’t ever have fantasies about strangers! This is stupid…Close your eyes, Chris. Get some sleep.

It doesn’t work.

He notices I am fitful and starts the conversation with that wry little smile that nearly make me instantly wet. We chat a little and he is so full of life and happiness (unlike Mr. Cynical at home). He flirts a little bit in the conversation, but I brush it off. The more we talk, the more I am captivated by that smile and those tightly toned biceps. Why am I having these thoughts?! It is SO wrong.

How can a 20-something man be so gracious and interested in me? He asks me about my life, my goals and dreams. I have never sat so close to someone with so much…I don’t know…charisma. When he asks a question about me it doesn’t come off as conversational or casual. When he asks, the blue-steel eyes of his seem to pierce right through the normal defenses we put up talking to strangers. The connection is instant and unmistakable. Weird.

I ask him about his home, his life, and what he is doing. I figured he was a personal trainer or beach bum. “Consultant”, he replies. Oh, one of those. “Telling people what they already know and charging them for doing it,” I blurt out loud. He laughs with a burst of happiness, “Exactly! Those non-profits waste so much money and every time I save them a few million here or there, sure I get paid a great fee, but I am also reminded of all the REAL good I am doing! When the Cystic Fibrosis charity reduced their overhead by over $2 million last year, that money went straight into more research. I feel as though I donated $2 million.”

I instantly adored this guy.

When the conversation drew to a close, we seemed to know everything about each other, including little bits of our past. What tantalized me the most was his energy and enthusiasm for the future. He was hypnotic. He was bright. He was…oh…incredibly sexy.

The conversation ended casually and naturally and I thought that I drifted off to sleep. The transition to dreamland was fuzzy because I was STILL in my seat sleeping! Normally when I dream I am in high school and freaking out because I didn’t study for a test. This dream was so real! Maybe it wasn’t a dream at all? Perhaps the 2 cocktails, red-eye flight and connection with this guy put me in a new zone. I have no idea. My head slowly falls onto his shoulder, he doesn’t lift it or shrug it off, but gently turns my head to face his and give me the softest, sweetest kiss in the world.

I don’t resist.

We start making out! Is it a dream or is it real? His hand slides across my thigh and I feel the wetness start to flow inside my body. The kissing becomes more passionate and the breathing a little heavier. We readjust the blanket so my legs slowly slide apart. His hand doesn’t go up my thigh, but he keeps teasing me with his caress. I SO want him to finger me, but he won’t do it.

His kissing stops and he looks into my eyes…No…He looks into my lustful heart, locks onto my eyes, stares, saying nothing, just stares and cracks that dreamy smile. We both want more and don’t know if we should risk a trip to the washroom in back of the plane. My nervousness is mostly subsided because I still don’t know if this is a dream or reality.

We kiss some more and wraps his hand around my waist, pulling me close to his body. The heat and tingle of my inside is screaming for him to touch me. His hand gently glides up my leg and he deftly moves around my panties and stimulates my clit. OMG. This is SO WRONG! Why does it feel SO good? I haven’t had and orgasm in over 3 years! I am about to climax and he stops…I grab his hand and whisper in his ear, “Start what you finished, buster.” He does some double finger stimulation and somehow manages to roll one finger around my clit while pressing on my G spot with another. I shudder, moan softly and have the longest, deepest orgasm of my life. I fear the noises I am making will wake the other passengers or alert the flight attendant. I can’t control myself. The fantasy is real! I am totally into this guy and the feelings he has awakened inside of my heart and my body.

OMG…it rolls into a second orgasm and I want to grab his cock and have him slam it inside of my body. The craving is uncontrollable. As I roll down from the 2nd orgasm, I reach for his package and he holds my hand, kisses my ear and whispers, “This is only for you.” I think to myself, “Well, THAT is for me, too!” and move my hand to his pants. He resists and holds onto my hand, preventing me from unzipping his pants. I read his body language, stop my advance to his love stick and enjoy the afterglow of my double orgasm. His firm strong arm still gently lying across my body, light as a feather, but strong enough to hurl an anvil.

What have I done? Why don’t I feel guilty? Is this a dream or did it really happen? I don’t have feelings of confusion, just curiosity and warmth. The warmth of a chance encounter with a guy who has the body of a Chippendale dancer and a George Clooney smile and charm….Wow.

A few minutes later, I enter that realm of sleep/awake where you don’t know what is real or what isn’t. Did I have a wet dream? Did we actually do it? Did I join the mile high club? My blanket is still on me, I am definitely wet. I turn my head to look at this man and he is asleep…fast asleep. Oh…must have been a dream.

After I relax, adjust myself and start to pick up a magazine, I steal another glance at him and see that half-crooked smile appear across his lips…hmmm.

Chris Steponin

http://www.makeyourwifehot.com