We have been married for 25 years. Like many couples, our tastes and preferences for intimacy have evolved over time. During dates and engagements, we would rub against each other like happy rabbits. I wore a condom, but most of the time, our intimacy was just sensory caresses that eventually led to climax. I would rub or lick her clitoris until she reached climax, and then she would respond by touching my penis until I reached climax. At that time, the climax was alternating.

After marriage, we wanted to have children. Without using condoms, having sex became our new pleasure! The feeling of mutual satisfaction was very exciting. There were physical touches as well as the freedom to climax together, and we truly became one.

After having children, our lives became extremely busy, and the opportunities for dating and sexual activities decreased. This is quite common for couples. My wife goes to work earlier than I do, so sometimes I masturbate while taking a hot bath just to relieve my sexual tension. I have no guilt about this. My sexual energy needs to be released. After reaching orgasm, I become calmer and more relaxed. It also makes me no longer desire other women. When my sexual desire is high, I notice those tense buttocks in the office and the subtle flirting among colleagues. I don't want to damage my relationship with my wife. My masturbation is like a private massage. It can relieve tension and allow me to escape from the pressure and busy career of being a parent, and help me relax.

Ten years after our marriage, I confessed to my wife that sometimes I masturbate. At that time, we were drinking wine and having a great time together. I guessed that she might masturbate occasionally too. (She rarely does it now, and she never does it anymore.) She wasn't surprised by my masturbation, but she wanted to know when and where I did it. Was it while she was asleep on the bed? I told her that taking a shower was my most private way of relaxation, which made her extremely excited. This surprised me a lot. Later, I learned that many women get excited when they see their male partners touching their penises.

So, we incorporated masturbation into sexual activities, mainly as foreplay. We would fondle ourselves, and sometimes we would guide our partner's hands to assist. Touching ourselves in front of others requires a lot of courage and confidence. We still love each other like happy rabbits. Now that the children have moved out, our sex life has become more intense and passionate. She enjoys my penis deeply penetrating her vagina. Our favorite position is the rear entry position. I rub her vagina from behind while gently pulling her blonde hair, like grasping horse manes. I ride her, and she also likes to be ridden like this. She turns over and lies on her back. I insert her again in the missionary position, deeply thrusting. When she reaches her climax, I continue to press deeply and for a long time into her vagina, allowing her to reach her climax as well. When she recovers from the climax, it's my turn.

I can ejaculate inside her. We can't get pregnant, so why not? Well, life has returned to the starting point. Occasionally, I enjoy a wonderful masturbation session, especially when my wife does it. We switch positions. I lie on my back, and my wife presses me down on top of her. Her vagina is close to my testicles. She strokes my hard penis, looking down at me with deep affection. Her breasts are only a few inches away from my face. She looks at me, and I look at her as she strokes my penis. This is the most beautiful and sexy scene. My wife is stroking my penis for me, expecting my climax.

Giving up control was the reason why this position made me so excited. During sex, I usually "initiate" the thrusting, listening to her climax, and then gradually stop to avoid premature ejaculation. But after she reached her climax, we changed positions, and it was no longer me who controlled everything; instead, she was in charge of everything.

"Fast or slow?" she would ask.

I usually prefer to start with slow, deep thrusts. I want this sensation to continue because it's so wonderful and the scene is truly spectacular. Strangely enough, from my perspective, it seems as if she is caressing her own penis... and she is about to ejaculate onto me. I know this sounds strange, but this is another way we became sexual partners. Mine, now hers too.

"Come on," I finally pleaded.

She began to send me rapid text messages, her breasts rising and falling slightly. Her gaze fell on my penis, and she observed my expression. She was anticipating my reaction, my testicles tightening, and the surging of sexual desire, which flowed along my penis.

"Are you feeling better now?" she asked in a soft, childlike voice, and this voice always made me excited. "Oh? So quickly fell in love?"

"Oh yeah, ah ah ah..." I then emitted a stream of milky white pleasure, sometimes landing on my stomach, sometimes on her hand. He firmly bit down on my penis, and my body twitched slightly. More semen slowly oozed out from the mushroom head. I breathed and relaxed.

After a brief silence, she leaned in and kissed me. We laughed as we recalled the wonderful chaos we had created together, as if we were still young and passionately in love. Our hands couldn't be separated from each other. In fact, our hands were the important driving force for us to move forward. Everything lies in sharing, enjoying the time and taking turns.