Pj and thomas from insta


The house was still and quiet. We had already said good night and gotten into bed to get some much needed sleep, the worries of the day already starting to fade with the darkening sky outside the window. I laid my head on the pillow, closed my eyes, and felt my mind slowly drift off to sleep, effectively ending a rather long day.
Only it wasn’t the end. Something happened that happens quite frequently in our bedroom, something we take turns doing to each other in the middle of the night.
Something woke me up, or rather, someone woke me up. I found myself first wrapping my arm around PJ, who was asleep on his side, and then scooting my body closer and closer to him. Eventually, and without warning, I was fully up against his back, skin to skin and completely spooning him with nothing but our boxer briefs between us. I felt his warm body and I couldn’t help myself. I was immediately aroused.
And from there, I started thrusting and moving by body to form around the familiar contour of his. I felt like an animal, feral and wild and like I coudnt’t get enough. Something about his warm, hard body, and knowing he would like it, too, really turned me on. He slowly began to wake up, and turned to face me, wrapping his legs around mine and pulling me closer to him. We started making out, his breath hot and his lips sleepy, and I can’t remember ever wanting my husband more.
I put my arm under him and wrapped my elbow around his neck, pulling him even closer while I kissed him. We were both fully up and awake now and completely lost in the moment as I pushed his head under the covers. Time and space meant nothing. Me and him in this moment was the only thing that mattered.
When we were finished, I had trouble falling back asleep, my mind still racing from what just happened. It was so free, so sexy, so wild. Here we were, in our little wooden beach shack in the middle of a hot July night, all sun burnt and scruffy from being on vacation for the last two weeks, making love to each other like it was the first time.
As I laid on my pillow and looked up at the painted plank ceiling, I couldn’t help but wonder: Is there anything more sexy and exciting than the blurred lines between dreams and reality?
Sex. It’s a topic we’re often encouraged to discuss openly, but let’s face it, sometimes the sexiest moments are the ones that happen without a single word. One such moment is the ethereal act of initiating sex while your partner is asleep. It’s like waking up to find that your dreams have spilled over into your waking life.
Picture this: You’re nestled under the covers, safe and warm in your bed, and you’re drifting in and out of dreams. Your partner, blissfully unaware, breathes softly beside you. In these vulnerable and raw moments, the boundary between reality and fantasy fades, and something primal awakens within you. The key here is subtlety and, most importantly, consent—a delicate ballet of touch and response.
When initiating sex while your partner is asleep, it’s about creating a space where they can wake up to pleasure. Start with the lightest of touches—a feathered caress along their arm, a soft kiss on the back of their neck. The idea is to stir their senses without startling them, to gently weave a thread of arousal through their dreams until they’re drawn into waking up and partaking in the act.
Communication is the golden rule here. While the act itself may be wordless, the understanding must be there. Talk to your partner about your desires and boundaries beforehand. Knowing they’re comfortable with being woken up this way can transform a sleepy moment into a tantalizing encounter.
In a world that feels like it never stops even for a moment, where schedules are packed and time is a precious commodity, these quiet, intimate moments become the highlight reel of our relationships. It’s in these quiet, secret exchanges that we find the true magic of connection, the dreamy dance of initiating sex while asleep.
So, the next time you find yourself half-awake in the dead of night, don’t be afraid to reach out and blur the lines between dreams and reality. After all, in the world of love and sex, sometimes the sweetest awakenings are the ones we don’t see coming.”
 

The house was still and quiet. We had already said good night and gotten into bed to get some much needed sleep, the worries of the day already starting to fade with the darkening sky outside the window. I laid my head on the pillow, closed my eyes, and felt my mind slowly drift off to sleep, effectively ending a rather long day.
Only it wasn’t the end. Something happened that happens quite frequently in our bedroom, something we take turns doing to each other in the middle of the night.
Something woke me up, or rather, someone woke me up. I found myself first wrapping my arm around PJ, who was asleep on his side, and then scooting my body closer and closer to him. Eventually, and without warning, I was fully up against his back, skin to skin and completely spooning him with nothing but our boxer briefs between us. I felt his warm body and I couldn’t help myself. I was immediately aroused.
And from there, I started thrusting and moving by body to form around the familiar contour of his. I felt like an animal, feral and wild and like I coudnt’t get enough. Something about his warm, hard body, and knowing he would like it, too, really turned me on. He slowly began to wake up, and turned to face me, wrapping his legs around mine and pulling me closer to him. We started making out, his breath hot and his lips sleepy, and I can’t remember ever wanting my husband more.
I put my arm under him and wrapped my elbow around his neck, pulling him even closer while I kissed him. We were both fully up and awake now and completely lost in the moment as I pushed his head under the covers. Time and space meant nothing. Me and him in this moment was the only thing that mattered.
When we were finished, I had trouble falling back asleep, my mind still racing from what just happened. It was so free, so sexy, so wild. Here we were, in our little wooden beach shack in the middle of a hot July night, all sun burnt and scruffy from being on vacation for the last two weeks, making love to each other like it was the first time.
As I laid on my pillow and looked up at the painted plank ceiling, I couldn’t help but wonder: Is there anything more sexy and exciting than the blurred lines between dreams and reality?
Sex. It’s a topic we’re often encouraged to discuss openly, but let’s face it, sometimes the sexiest moments are the ones that happen without a single word. One such moment is the ethereal act of initiating sex while your partner is asleep. It’s like waking up to find that your dreams have spilled over into your waking life.
Picture this: You’re nestled under the covers, safe and warm in your bed, and you’re drifting in and out of dreams. Your partner, blissfully unaware, breathes softly beside you. In these vulnerable and raw moments, the boundary between reality and fantasy fades, and something primal awakens within you. The key here is subtlety and, most importantly, consent—a delicate ballet of touch and response.
When initiating sex while your partner is asleep, it’s about creating a space where they can wake up to pleasure. Start with the lightest of touches—a feathered caress along their arm, a soft kiss on the back of their neck. The idea is to stir their senses without startling them, to gently weave a thread of arousal through their dreams until they’re drawn into waking up and partaking in the act.
Communication is the golden rule here. While the act itself may be wordless, the understanding must be there. Talk to your partner about your desires and boundaries beforehand. Knowing they’re comfortable with being woken up this way can transform a sleepy moment into a tantalizing encounter.
In a world that feels like it never stops even for a moment, where schedules are packed and time is a precious commodity, these quiet, intimate moments become the highlight reel of our relationships. It’s in these quiet, secret exchanges that we find the true magic of connection, the dreamy dance of initiating sex while asleep.
So, the next time you find yourself half-awake in the dead of night, don’t be afraid to reach out and blur the lines between dreams and reality. After all, in the world of love and sex, sometimes the sweetest awakenings are the ones we don’t see coming.”
Thank you for posting.
I hate he stopped just when it got good. For a paid service it should’ve been more raw and uncut description of events and less Carrie Bradshaw
 
It was quite embarrassing actually. It's like if Martha Stewart attempted to write erotica.

I mean ... seriously ... "I put my arm under him and wrapped my elbow around his neck, pulling him even closer while I kissed him. We were both fully up and awake now and completely lost in the moment." :joy: Wow, Thomas, tone it down there, mister. Don't get us too hot and bothered with that prose. "PJ's hand gently reached lower, daring to reveal my silk undergarments that mother lovingly hand-stitched whilst working down at the local factory just outside Nashville."
 
It was quite embarrassing actually. It's like if Martha Stewart attempted to write erotica.

I mean ... seriously ... "I put my arm under him and wrapped my elbow around his neck, pulling him even closer while I kissed him. We were both fully up and awake now and completely lost in the moment." :joy: Wow, Thomas, tone it down there, mister. Don't get us too hot and bothered with that prose. "PJ's hand gently reached lower, daring to reveal my silk undergarments that mother lovingly hand-stitched whilst working down at the local factory just outside Nashville."
He couldn’t have written he bred PJ in his dream-hazed state either, could he? lol
 
It was quite embarrassing actually. It's like if Martha Stewart attempted to write erotica.

I mean ... seriously ... "I put my arm under him and wrapped my elbow around his neck, pulling him even closer while I kissed him. We were both fully up and awake now and completely lost in the moment." :joy: Wow, Thomas, tone it down there, mister. Don't get us too hot and bothered with that prose. "PJ's hand gently reached lower, daring to reveal my silk undergarments that mother lovingly hand-stitched whilst working down at the local factory just outside Nashville."
Not the "Martha Stewart erotica" LOL
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The house was still and quiet. We had already said good night and gotten into bed to get some much needed sleep, the worries of the day already starting to fade with the darkening sky outside the window. I laid my head on the pillow, closed my eyes, and felt my mind slowly drift off to sleep, effectively ending a rather long day.
Only it wasn’t the end. Something happened that happens quite frequently in our bedroom, something we take turns doing to each other in the middle of the night.
Something woke me up, or rather, someone woke me up. I found myself first wrapping my arm around PJ, who was asleep on his side, and then scooting my body closer and closer to him. Eventually, and without warning, I was fully up against his back, skin to skin and completely spooning him with nothing but our boxer briefs between us. I felt his warm body and I couldn’t help myself. I was immediately aroused.
And from there, I started thrusting and moving by body to form around the familiar contour of his. I felt like an animal, feral and wild and like I coudnt’t get enough. Something about his warm, hard body, and knowing he would like it, too, really turned me on. He slowly began to wake up, and turned to face me, wrapping his legs around mine and pulling me closer to him. We started making out, his breath hot and his lips sleepy, and I can’t remember ever wanting my husband more.
I put my arm under him and wrapped my elbow around his neck, pulling him even closer while I kissed him. We were both fully up and awake now and completely lost in the moment as I pushed his head under the covers. Time and space meant nothing. Me and him in this moment was the only thing that mattered.
When we were finished, I had trouble falling back asleep, my mind still racing from what just happened. It was so free, so sexy, so wild. Here we were, in our little wooden beach shack in the middle of a hot July night, all sun burnt and scruffy from being on vacation for the last two weeks, making love to each other like it was the first time.
As I laid on my pillow and looked up at the painted plank ceiling, I couldn’t help but wonder: Is there anything more sexy and exciting than the blurred lines between dreams and reality?
Sex. It’s a topic we’re often encouraged to discuss openly, but let’s face it, sometimes the sexiest moments are the ones that happen without a single word. One such moment is the ethereal act of initiating sex while your partner is asleep. It’s like waking up to find that your dreams have spilled over into your waking life.
Picture this: You’re nestled under the covers, safe and warm in your bed, and you’re drifting in and out of dreams. Your partner, blissfully unaware, breathes softly beside you. In these vulnerable and raw moments, the boundary between reality and fantasy fades, and something primal awakens within you. The key here is subtlety and, most importantly, consent—a delicate ballet of touch and response.
When initiating sex while your partner is asleep, it’s about creating a space where they can wake up to pleasure. Start with the lightest of touches—a feathered caress along their arm, a soft kiss on the back of their neck. The idea is to stir their senses without startling them, to gently weave a thread of arousal through their dreams until they’re drawn into waking up and partaking in the act.
Communication is the golden rule here. While the act itself may be wordless, the understanding must be there. Talk to your partner about your desires and boundaries beforehand. Knowing they’re comfortable with being woken up this way can transform a sleepy moment into a tantalizing encounter.
In a world that feels like it never stops even for a moment, where schedules are packed and time is a precious commodity, these quiet, intimate moments become the highlight reel of our relationships. It’s in these quiet, secret exchanges that we find the true magic of connection, the dreamy dance of initiating sex while asleep.
So, the next time you find yourself half-awake in the dead of night, don’t be afraid to reach out and blur the lines between dreams and reality. After all, in the world of love and sex, sometimes the sweetest awakenings are the ones we don’t see coming.”
Thank you sharing, but people pay for this? I think we have plenty of this erotica genre for free on lpsg. :skull:
 
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Thank you sharing, but people pay for this? I think we have plenty of this erotica genre for free on lpsg. :skull:
I think they are smart enough to realize that their last untapped revenue potential is sex/nudity (as they have sort of exhausted everything else interesting about them other than perhaps PJ's mental health struggles or the kids' birth family, neither of which they're likely to ever get into), but I sense they'll only ever flirt with this idea as their brand is so 'kids' now. They seem like good people, but also a cautionary tale of what going down the influencer road can mean. The endless churn of content seems so soulless and vapid (not the content itself, but the need to create it), and they seem like they'll take sponsorship / ad deals from a pretty broad spectrum of companies - like, their ads don't align with any clear brand identity.
 
THIS. I’m all for you living your life the way you want and that’s fine, but it is SOOOO refreshing to see a same sex couple, specifically male, go a different route than OnlyFans and money hungry “influencers.” Now don’t get me wrong, they have their fair share of sponsored posts and deals, but let’s be honest, they are in line with their brand and are things practical people use and may need. The OnlyFans couples usually are sponsoring butt plugs and flesh lights, and those are fun, but I don’t need someone to tell me their experience or give me 10% off. Let me figure that out on my own.
Bravo!
 
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They just posted that their newsletter this week will be "spicy" again. :rolleyes: So you know what that means. More of this:

"I saw PJ from afar near the lambs and pigs at Holiday House. His muscles glistened with fresh morning dew, signaling that my favorite season -- Autumn -- was just a few weeks away. His hair, softly tousled by the Tennessee breeze, reminded me of our first date all over again. As he lifted a bale of hay in the air, I couldn't help but get a glimpse of his slightly furry undercarriage. I knew that later that evening, our plans for a game of bridge with our mothers might be interrupted by sneaking a kiss or two when our mothers weren't looking."
 
They just posted that their newsletter this week will be "spicy" again. :rolleyes: So you know what that means. More of this:

"I saw PJ from afar near the lambs and pigs at Holiday House. His muscles glistened with fresh morning dew, signaling that my favorite season -- Autumn -- was just a few weeks away. His hair, softly tousled by the Tennessee breeze, reminded me of our first date all over again. As he lifted a bale of hay in the air, I couldn't help but get a glimpse of his slightly furry undercarriage. I knew that later that evening, our plans for a game of bridge with our mothers might be interrupted by sneaking a kiss or two when our mothers weren't looking."
Just sneaking a kiss? What kind of middle school melodrama is this? Cmon Thomas! Just say you’d sneak a rough fuck while the moms are in the living room lol.
 
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the “real” spice was after the paywall:


We had to pick the kids up from school in 20 minutes.
We had just gotten home from the farm and the plan was to relax a bit before walking to get them. We were hot and sweaty from feeding the animals and wanted to cool down before heading out the door. I sat on the couch with the intention of maybe taking a quick power nap, but then something else happened.
PJ came into the living room and sat on my lap, being silly by pretending I was Santa Claus and telling me what he wanted for Christmas (this is weirdly a normal occurrence in our house, haha). With him sitting directly on my lap in his gym shorts and whispering his wish list into my ear, the mood suddenly changed. It went from funny and goofy to a little more serious and sexual. It sounds cheesy, but I couldn’t help it. It was really turning me on.
He started rubbing me on top of my shorts and…
…I was immediately aroused. He then got up and headed to the bedroom, turning his head to look at me as he walked through the doorframe. “Are you coming?” his face implied.
Absolutely, but did we have enough time? We have to get the kids soon and the last thing I want to do is show up to school pick up looking disheveled and flushed.
But then I thought, what the hell. We’re home alone and it’s the quiet before the storm of after school snacks and homework begins, and my husband is extremely hot and willing, so let’s do it. After all, how often is it that we get this time to ourselves?
So we went into the bedroom, shut the door, and for the next 20 minutes, we explored every inch of each other’s bodies. It was pure ecstasy and for some reason, knowing we only had a certain amount of time to get the job done made it even sexier.
In short, we ended up being a few minutes late to pick up the kids :).
After our little quickie sexcapade, it got me thinking how we’ve had to rearrange certain things when it comes to sex and intimacy now that we’re parents. I couldn’t help but wonder: How do you keep the spark alive when your love story suddenly involves three little ones running around the house?”
 
I think they are smart enough to realize that their last untapped revenue potential is sex/nudity (as they have sort of exhausted everything else interesting about them other than perhaps PJ's mental health struggles or the kids' birth family, neither of which they're likely to ever get into), but I sense they'll only ever flirt with this idea as their brand is so 'kids' now. They seem like good people, but also a cautionary tale of what going down the influencer road can mean. The endless churn of content seems so soulless and vapid (not the content itself, but the need to create it), and they seem like they'll take sponsorship / ad deals from a pretty broad spectrum of companies - like, their ads don't align with any clear brand identity.
I agree~~spot on~~