She's an Ambien Girl











{May 18, 2009}   The Yoga Ball

So, I walked into the bedroom last night to find my lovely, and slightly drunk wife sitting on her yoga ball (to be more accurate she was bouncing). She was kind of giddy, and being silly. We talked for a minute, at least as much talking as one can do with someone giggling and bouncing up and down. It was obvious to me that both the alcohol and the Ambien had kicked in. I walked over to make sure she didn’t fall off the ball. Somewhere between making sure she was safe and the kissing, sex ensued. About 10 minutes into fooling around with her still sitting (laying, bouncing) on the yoga ball. I have to say that the use of a yoga ball during sex adds an interesting set of positions to our arsenal. The bouncing also adds a degree of difficulty. Anyway as I was saying, about 10 minutes into messing around, she decided to turn around, hang upside down off the ball, like she often does on the bed, and begin to suck on me. It was quite pleasurable, except for having to keep both her balance and mine. That’s part of the added difficulty. I’m balance challenged enough without the alcohol in my system and without her on Ambien too. Upside down yoga ball oral sex is really fun, actually any yoga ball sex is fun.



{May 10, 2009}   Split Personality?

Now that we’re a few days into this Ambien thing, I’ve begun to wonder just exactly how it works on the brain. She doesn’t remember much, if anything, of what happens while she’s under. But, clearly at some points in the evening she seems coherent and quite logical. We’ve had long talks about things, and she doesn’t seem too different. Other times, she’s a wild sex-crazed woman, and not a lot like her normal self. So I’ve wondered if there’s like a split-personality thing going on/ i also wonder if the tow sets of memory are compartmentalized, if she might remember things from one night to the next, that she doesn’t remember during the day. I’m doing my own little experiments to find out about these things. I’ll post more as this progresses…



{May 10, 2009}   The Flashlight

We were fooling around last night during a thunderstorm. The power had gone out and I had a flashlight tucked into the back of my shorts. As we were embracing she reached around and felt the flashlight and exclaimed “you’re really hard”, of course I laughed and said, “it’s a flashlight and it’s in the back“. She didn’t really get that I was laughing at her. She asked for the flashlight so that she could use it as a sex toy. I refused, she insisted, so I tucked it in between the matress and box springs and told her I had lost it. She said, “Ok”. And that was that. Sometimes Ambien makes her gullible, and that’s not a bad thing.



{May 5, 2009}   In the Shower, Underwater

The second night, we discovered just how quickly the Ambien kicks in. We were talking while she took the Ambien. I was standing between where she was sitting and our bathroom shower. The conversation was going nicely, and I could see exactly when the Ambien kicked in. I don’t quite know how to describe it. It just kind of washes over her, as if someone was pouring something over her that just relaxes her all at once. So, anyway, we were talking and I watched her just go into this fog, and yet she just kept talking, but kind of stopped making sense. I don’t even remember what we were talking about and she just, out of the blue, said to me “why are you underwater?”. I was puzzled. She described to me what she was seeing, she said everything was blurry and it was as if I was underwater. I know that the glass from the shower behind me probably contributed to that imagery. She said she really thought I was “in the shower, underwater”.

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.



{May 3, 2009}   Hanging Upside Down

Something about the Ambien makes her enjoy oral sex more than usual. And I’m talking about the giving of it not the receiving. Plus, as an added bonus, she seems to want to lay on the bed, with her head hanging off of the edge of the bed, upside down, while she’s doing it. It works for me just fine, and she doesn’t seem to be aware that she’s upside down. A couple of times she’s told me to turn over. I’m no acrobat, so I just stay where I am, right side up.



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