The Sensual Strokie

In my last blog, I talked about how my wife and I had begun to substitute regular oral sex for penetrative sex, once it became clear that my stroke had made the latter more difficult and less satisfying. We also found another route to bedroom fun which we had never before considered - the world of sex toys. When I could produce a decent erection, buying a dildo or vibrator never entered our heads. After all, why would we need a plastic substitute for a penis when I could deliver the real thing in seconds? But as my hard-ons became less reliable and less sustainable (and any man will tell you that there is nothing, well, deflating, than to lose an erection while you are inside your partner), we decided to see what was available to help us. Yes, it meant overcoming our embarrassment and entering our local branch of a well-known High Street chain,  but our life had changed in so many ways post-stroke that we no longer cared about new experiences and getting way outside our comfort zon

It's been nearly four years since I suffered my life-changing stroke. When I recovered from the initial shock, stopped obsessing about how I had almost died and began to realise that from now on, life would be different - not worse, but different - my wife and I began to reassess our sexual relationship. Regular penetrative sex with me on top was probably off the agenda. My legs didn't have the stamina to thrust, I couldn't maintain enough of an erection to make it worthwhile and the fact that I was worrying about not getting an erection made it even more difficult to get an erection. That was one way in which my brain was still working. Yet we both wanted a good sex life, I could say that my interest in sex had actually increased considerably; so what were the alternatives? Well, the fact that we have been naturists for 25 years helped. We weren't ashamed of our naked bodies and we were comfortable being nude in front of each other, so we would kiss, stroke and c