Last Sunday morning me, my hubby, and our three innocent children were eating breakfast chatting about what to do that day. When, my six year old suddenly asks, “What was that screaming last night?”
I almost choked on my coffee and said, “huh, what do you mean honey?” She said she got up to pee in the middle of the night and heard mama screaming.
I turned four shades of red and made up a story about how we were watching some movie.
Right, haven’t you all seen the movie, “Mama does Dallas?”
The kids seemed to buy the story and I had to leave the room so I could contain my laughter.
So, yes, I am loud. Really, really, loud!
Is it a crime to make noise while in the throes of great sex? If so, then just handcuff me already. Oh, wait, handcuffs are hot and might just make me scream louder.
I can’t help being noisy and don’t think I should have to. I have had this operatic talent for as long as I can remember.
I just don’t see how I could have sex and not be able to moan or say, “Mmm…yeah baby… Yes! Yes! Yes!”
Not being vocal during sex is like going to an amusement park and getting on the best ride and not being able to scream. What is the point?!
There are some draw backs to being loud, like the time my sister was sleeping over on New Year’s Eve. We lived in a tiny house with thin walls and well, it was New Year’s Eve.
I don’t think she has forgiven me for that yet, but I think of it as payback for the time she put gum in my hair.
Being loud is fun and sexy. So, if you are someone who is afraid to be loud in the bedroom, just try it out.
You may find that it is such a turn on that you are hitting the high notes more and more.
Ok, all of this sex talk is putting me in the mood.
So I guess I will breaking the third commandment tonight; you know the one that says no taking the name of the lord in vain while you’re having an orgasm. OMG!!!!
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I’d say sex without noise is about as fun as movies with no sound.
Let yourself go and keep making up stories for the kids.
U think explaining “mommy screaming” to your kids is bad…
When our daughter was 4 months old, my parents were nice enough to stay over for the night so my wife and I could go to my company’s Christmas party. My wife had just finished breastfeeding, and I encouraged her to pull out (almost) all of the stops at the party, and (definitely) all the stops at the bar we went to afterwards.
So after a ’spirited’ 2 a.m. ride home, and with our daughter in a bassinet near my parents on the other side of the house (with the kitchen & living room between us), things let to…well, ‘things’. With the bedroom to ourselves for the first time in months, my wife and I were VERY loud. Yelling, smacking, scratching moaning, wet, hot, multiple-Os for both of us sex…
…which, unbeknownst to us until the next morning, was being broadcast over level 4 (loudest) over our baby monitor in our cathedral-ceiling living room.
Nice, at least it wasn’t her parents.
umm….kpc…u r very descriptive!
Dayum, your a wild girl. Does your man know about this blog?