Sometimes to humor her, or just to move the conversation along, or just to be able to get the hell out of the conversation, I will tell her that I see what she’s seeing, or that I understand what it is that she’s saying. Most of the time I don’t even have any idea what she might me talking about, because most of what she says is downright insane. We’ve had conversations about other people being in the room, people watching us have sex, watching others have sex, threesomes, Disney characters, and the one from tonight: Cirque Du Soliel.

She tells me that the the guy ‘up there’ near the ceiling fan is walking a tightrope and doing other acrobatic things like Cirque Du Soliel. She then proceeds to tell me to go login to TicketMaster and order tickets to their upcoming show. Of course there is no upcoming show, because if there was I’d already know about it (I’m a big fan). I told her no, which of course happened to eb the wrong thing to say this particular night. So, I humored her, I sat down at the computer and looked for Cirque Du Soliel, to no avail. So, I had a choice, and I made the right one. I could have told her I couldn’t find it, which would have resulted in her getting up and trying to find it herself, which would have the further result of her ordering tickets to god knows what is some city 1500 miles from here, and I really don’t want to drive 1500 miles to see Snoopy On Ice. So, I told her it was sold out. To which she replied “ok”, and went right to sleep.

Sweet dreams, sweetie.

Last night, during foreplay, she told me to ‘get the rope’ and ‘tie me up’. Now here’s something new and exciting, something we’ve certainly never done before. I know that she really wouldn’t like it if i did that when she was not on the Ambien, so I was a little worried about what she’d do or say when I told her about it. Anyway, so I got the rope and tied one wrist in a slip-knot and put her hands behind her and wrapped the rope around her other wrist. I didn’t even tie it. You would have thought she was tied up tightly. I’m sure to her she was. Anyway she dropped to her knees and began to suck my dick with very little balance and no ability to hold herself up or touch me with her hands. Usually there’s some stroking involved along with the blowjob, but not last night. It was full on mouth fucking, hard and fast. She took my hard cock as deep as she ever has. It was truly a great blowjob.

After that I helped her onto the bed and fucked her doggy-style with her hands behind her back. Her face was in the pillow as I fucked her. Again she asked me to fuck her in the ass (this is becoming a regular request). I don’t know where that even comes from, as it’s really painful for her when we’ve tried. I’m too big for her tight little ass. It is a great feeling for me, but not so much for her.

At this point she sat there and asked me to kiss her again, at which time she began bouncing, rocking, and leaning back. I tried to help her sit up, she wanted to lay down. So I tried to hold onto her. I asked her if she was ok, she said “yes, they’re holding me up”. Of course there was no one else in the room. “They” are her impressions of people, she thinks are there. I think they’re just blurs in the dark and she thinks they’re alive.

She leaned way back and asked me to perform oral sex on her, so I did. She was really into it, until she fell on the floor, because “they” weren’t holding her up anymore. I guess “they” wanted to give us some privacy. She proceeded to perform oral sex on me, and then abruptly stopped and asked “whose dick is in my mouth?”. I assured her that I was STILL the only one in the room with her and it was me. I then (amidst the laughter) got her into bed. We had sex a couple of times before we went to sleep.

I should mention here that we’re not swingers or even anything that would remotely resemble that lifestyle. We don’t have other people in our bedroom, never have, never will, this is just her ambien craziness talking. It’s very amusing to me…

I was greatly surprised by this statement, as this is not something we do.

I told her I wasn’t going to do that, she said it louder “Fuck Me In The Ass!”. I was a little bit tickled at this point, because she said it a little louder than I would have expected, considering her mother was in the house. I reminded her of that, since she’d obviously had a lapse in memory and/or judgement at this point. Any my sweet wife responded just as I should have expected, at the top of her lungs, “FUCK ME IN THE ASS AND DO IT NOW!!!”.

Of course I just completely lost it, laughing hysterically, and she just got mote than a little aggravated with me. I calmed her down and turned her over and proceeded to go down on her, mostly because I wasn’t hard anymore and it would distract her. After a couple of minutes she was back in the mood, pulling me towards her and then she said “you’re so hard, please fuck me in the ass, NOW!!!!”. I thought about just doing it, more than I have ever considered it, mostly to shut her up, because it was both funny and irritating at the same time. I laughed it off and just kept fucking her with her legs up over my head.

Our sex life is great, we’re into the same things, and very happy with the way things are. But, that night was exceptional.  She was like a wild anumal just ready to fuck. She was all over me, doing everything I could think of, and things that she thought of. Normally she’s not really into giving oral sex, but wow, that night it was like it was her favorite thing. The Ambien seems to make her want to be the center of attention, and man, did that get my attention, and had me standing at attention too. She went down on me right in the middle of the bedroom floor, down on her knees, and sucking me hard, massaging me, and taking it as deep as it would go. Damn, I’m getting hard right now as I type this, just remembering it. After about 15 minutes of that, she laid down in the floor and got me on top of her to titty-fuck her as she licked the tip of my hard dick. We did that for about another 5 minutes and I couldn’t take any more. At that point I got her into the bed (barely)  and we had intercourse for about 30 minutes. She was all over the bed, and as horny and wild as I have ever seen her. She was squirming, touching me, touching herself, and begging for more.

I like the Ambien Sex.

That was the end of that. To this day, neither of us has any idea what in the world she meant by that.

Here are our rules (which I will update as they change).

1. We don’t do anything that we wouldn’t do when she’s not on Ambien. (e.g. No Anal Sex, No Video Camera, No Pictures)

2. She waits until she’s in bed to take the pill, or at least I’m there with her. We don’t want any wandering ambien-zombie activity.

3. She will not take the Ambien when I’m not home.

4. She will not take Ambien when she’s not home.

5. She will always tell me when she takes the Ambien.

6. I tell her everything.

7. I will not let her bring her friends in for sex. (update: she’s offered a few times. [a] I’m not interested in her friends, and [b] it would be weird for all of us later).

8. I’m not allowed to slip her one (Ambien that is).

As I mentioned in the site introduction, medication and alcohol both affect her really quickly. She had taken Ambien a couple of nights prior to the first night I was aware, or should say was made aware….

I came in from the gym, and found her half passed out at the computer. She was holding her head in her hands just kind of sitting there. I had no idea she had been taking Ambien, and really just thought she had one too many drinks. I noticed her favorite drink, half empty, on the desk in front of her and asked he how much she’d had. She said, “I don’t want to say anything to incriminate myself”, which just made me want to know more, so I pressed her for an answer, and she said “4 or 5, I lost count”.

This didn’t exactly make me happy, in fact it made me kind of angry. She told me that she had taken the Ambien and that it was just affecting her motor skills and that was what I was seeing, and the alcohol was just making her a little light headed. She was very logical and reasonable, and I told her that I didn’t want her to take the Ambien when I wasn’t around. I didn’t want her to get into trouble, or end up going out with her friends and getting into something she didn’t expect. She said “I’ll do whatever I want, whenever I want, and I’ll drink when I want, and fuck who I want”. I was shocked, hurt, angry, and tired. I didn’t sleep much that night, but she was in no condition to argue and I did my best to let it go.

The next day we talked about it and she didn’t remember any of it, and assured me that she wouldn’t take the Ambien when I wasn’t around and I was the only one she wanted. I knew that, but it felt good to hear it. It was all a very surreal and revealing experience, and I knew better what to expect from the Ambien, or so I thought. I hadn’t learned about the Ambien sex yet.

A couple of other things, this content is not suitable for children or those that might be easily offended by my frank discussions of sex, language, or things of that nature.

Also, we have a wonderful marriage, and yes, she knows I’m posting this. I can’t really discuss this with my friends, family, co-workers, etc. So I’m putting it out here anonymously, to have some outlet for these comments.

There’s lots of funny and interesting stuff here. Enjoy…