Welcome back to my sexual autobiography! In this series of stories, I take questions I see posed on the Lush forums and answer them truthfully. And this poster wonders what sweet nothings have been whispered into my ear before, during and after the act!
This one is kind of three questions in one. It's going to be a short but sweet story for two reasons. Firstly, I didn't have to think very hard about it. Secondly, it really didn't take very long for the guys in question to say these things. It isn't like the nicest thing anyone has said to me during sex is a six-page monologue. There is a time for forty-minute presidential inaugural addresses, but while making love to MC1982 is not it.
The nicest thing anyone has said before sex goes to Mr. MC1982, albeit in his "I'm screwing MC1982 silly but out of wedlock, so I'm not Mr. MC1982 yet" phase.
For context, I knew Mr. MC1982 when we were kids, and we were friends. But we went our separate ways as young adults before the idea of being together really hit either of us. Later, we found ourselves back in each other's orbit and, well, nature took its course.
About three months after we'd started dating, we had had a lovely day out. We went back to my apartment. We didn't wait for dinner. He took his shirt off, and I mine. We lowered our trousers then stepped forward to make out in our underwear. There was quite a bit of tonsil tennis and, judging by the damp patches evident around both of our crotches, some of that saliva must have leaked out of the wrong hole or something. Anyway, he looked into my eyes and said,
"MC1982, I know this isn't a Disney movie, so I just want to say, whatever happens, you'll always be special to me."
My eyes went misty. I affirmed I felt the same way. We've now been married, what, eight years?
After he said those words, our underpants’ work was done for the day. He entered me tenderly and began to move inside me, pausing occasionally to kiss me. That was the night I knew.
The nicest thing anyone has said to me during sex was of a very different nature. Complimenting a woman on her technique during sex is a delicate art. Lines like,