Our Daily Sex

Archive for October, 2012

Lazy morning with the kids, Sunday BBQ at my parent’s house, come home and get the kids in bed and then to our nightly routine of hanging  in the living room and writing out blog posts. I am several days behind and trying to catch up. I write the posts for days 20 and 21. It is frustrating trying to remember all the details of what we had done and how things happened. (I still have to finish up days 22, 23, & 24.) Even right now as I write about “last night”, all the days seem to blur together as I try to pull together the details. DW is having trouble too. She isn’t as far behind as I am but can’t seem to get started writing. As the hours pass by, it is suddenly 1:00 AM and we decide to head to bed.

We hop into bed and I snuggle up behind her. Tired as always but looking forward to seeing what the last few minutes of the day might bring. I joke that technically, it is already tomorrow so we could just go to sleep and finish it in the morning. But I am not serious and DW feels so nice and warm as I am spooning with her. I begin caressing her body and running my hands over her delicious curves. I feel her inner thigh, hips, and groin with my fingertips as our bodies rub together and both of us are getting more turned on. She turns towards me and grabs my erect penis as we kiss.

We are laying on our sides, facing each other, as I begin to enter her. She puts her left leg up over my shoulder and I grab her ass as we make love. She is in an extreme splits position and is squeezing me tighter than I can ever remember.  Literally so tight that I thought she had her hand squeezing me with all her strength. The sensation was incredible and I felt as if I was going to cum at any second.

I must have been thrusting a little too hard though because my left buttock cramped up. We changed position slightly so that I was straddling her lower leg and moments later, being rocked by passion of the moment, I was nearly ready again. But this time, my back!! Good grief!! I shift to the other side a little more. My right leg is kneeling on the bed frame and my left is balancing me as I try to ease in and out. “Focus on the pleasure, ignore the pain…  Focus on the pleasure, ignore the pain…” It seems to be working. I am so ready to explode and my orgasm is starting to build. But then some hellspawn demon stabs a knife into the right side of my groin as I thrust. I am not sure if it is a pulled tendon/ligament/muscle or if I have just ripped open my old hernia repair, but it hurts. Dammit! This is not fair! I was so raging horny and so ready to cum, and it was ripped away.

Frustrated beyond belief, we are forced to call it a night. And right on cue, the baby wakes up.

Today was a day about the in-laws. We had a family lunch that we spent the day at their house hanging out with everyone and all the kids playing. It was a lot of fun and good bonding time.

Day 25 and we are having sex, yet again. We came home from a day of family and had a few moments of chill out time. I cannot focus on finishing my blogs from the past couple of days, but my DH can. We finally go to bed at around midnight. DH and I are snuggling and loving being together. We are feeling good and DH is hard and I am wet. We get into a really good side position with my left leg over his right shoulder so I am in a great scissor position. DH is loving it and asks me later what the hell I was doing in that position. I don’t know, I say, just a side full split, that’s all. 🙂

We change positions of the side split sex, since DH’s butt or pelvis is hurting. DH goes on top of me and we are having some good action and we are girating in rythm and I think any moment DH will cum. We are going at it for a bit, but have to stop every once in a while because of some sort of pain or another. He tells me later that he got an  ass cramp on the side, and maybe tore a groin muscle of some sort when he was on top of me. This is too bad and so sad.

We stop having intercourse and I go to the bathroom to clean up. DH is frustrated and feels bad about not finishing and is still horny, I can tell. I hate this. We are forty years old and we feel like we are 60 and sometimes 70. We are going to change this. He’s got to get his skinny body into shape. And I have to get my large ass body into shape. That’s the plan!

Last night I was approached by the DH early, right after the kids went to bed at about 9:30.We finished about 10, showered and in bed by 10:30. Aaaaah! In bed early, so crazy! And so nice. It did help since baby woke up every 1 hour and 45 minutes throughout the night.

We had a pretty normal day except that I got a pedicure from a great friend and we had a few drinks this time. DH picked me up, we ordered Pizza Hut, discusting I might add, and put the kids to bed. I was trying to write the previous night’s post, but was having a hard time concentrating. So I was happy to be coaxed into going to bed early.

DH and I were laughing and snuggling and I said that my vagigi needed a break from the previous nights ho down on my clitoris, so I didn’t try too hard for an orgasm for me. But DH was loving whatever was happening with himself and was super into all the movement and vibrations we were doing. DH came with firecrackers and a marching band in the background. He also said as he was about finished with his orgasm, “You can laugh now.” Haha! That made me laugh! DH’s O was so intense and I wasn’t in laughing mode just yet when he blurted out this request. LOL. I love my husband.

Three Weeks of Sex! Who’d a thunk it? We were talking earlier today about how even when we were first together, we probably didn’t have sex every day for three weeks straight. Two weeks straight, maybe. I didn’t quite know what to expect when we started this experiment and to be honest, I wasn’t certain that we would make it this far without missing a day. But here we are!

I was putting #3 to bed around 8:30, sitting in the rocking chair to calm him and I fell asleep before he did. DW wakes me when she takes him from my arms to the crib. Even though I feel a twinge of guilt for going to bed early, I take her suggestion and hit the hay. I am counting on her waking me up when she comes to bed and pleased when she does.

It is around midnight and #3 has awoken for a feeding and been put back in his crib. I am a little surprised when DW asks me to get Lelo out of the drawer. I thought she had given up on it. But tonight is to be a great night because Lelo gives her not one, not two, but three neck-snapping orgasms! Horray! The way Lelo works, DW has to be in just the right mood and I guess today was the day. I had been feeling bad that she hadn’t cum for several days. I always get a silly grin on my face because I love to be there when she orgasms. It really turns me on.

After her second “O”, I go inside her and she is still using Lelo to try for a the third. I can feel the vibe through her body and every once in a while it pushes against the top of my penis, sending the vibrations all the way down my shaft to the tip. If she wasn’t trying to cum again, I might ask her to keep pushing it on me to see how it changes my orgasm. But after a little bit she cums again and a moment later, so do I.

We are both totally stoked!

Holy crap! And sing Praises! I finally had an orgasm! In fact, three!!! Thank the Laawd!

My darling, hard working, sleep deprived husband needed a break. I made him go to bed at 9:00 pm. I cleaned the kitchen and house, finished a post, and came to bed at midnight.

The baby woke up and so did the husband. I fed the baby and DH put the baby back to bed. We were both up and ready to roll. I was so glad and I am sure DH was so glad that he got a little nap. I wasn’t sure how we were going to have sex this night with DH going to bed so early without me. But it worked out to our advantage.

This night was a night that I was horny. I can’t always know when I will be horny, it strikes when I least expect it. I mean, when I get into sex I get horny, but this was the ‘before sex horny’. I’ve been ovulating for a week or so it seems, totally clueless on what’s going on with my body right now). It could’ve been the, ‘it was just the right time and hitting all the right places on my body horny’, or the ‘I’m ovulating horny’. I don’t know which.

I know when DH is horny or really getting turned on because he breathes differently. Haha. It’s true. I don’t think I’ve ever told him this. But it is true. There is a different breathing pattern he has that I know is the ‘Holy fuck he is turned on’.

I ask DH to go get the Lube and the LELO. Both of them a ‘just in case, ya never know’. Hell, I’ll try the Lelo tonight! I’m feeling crazy! I go ahead and try the vibrator tonight and Wabam, shazam, orgasm! I hit it over the top! Finally! It was pretty dang quick and easy breezy. I say without hesitation, “I’m having another”. I try for a second, better than the first! I try for a third, three’s a charm!

Aaaaah! Finally! I crossed over the damn hump! I guess I was horny enough to have some orgasms. Horny enough to have the Lelo work. It was easy to reach orgasm. It didn’t stress me out or give me a headache. Just pure bliss and a release of some damn good hormones!

I don’t even remember what was happening with my partner tonight. I guess I had sex brain, it’s all a little foggy after my orgasms. Seriously, clueless. 🙂

Nothing says sexy like being covered in shit. And nothing says “Oh Shit” like hearing a loud gurgling noise coming from the bathroom. And nothing says “SHIT” like spending four hours draining the house’s backed up plumbing, cleaning out clogged pipes, and then washing the floors and counter tops where all of the sewer water had flooded. And then I crawl into bed at 3:00 AM.

Don’t get me wrong, I love sex, even at 3 AM, but this time I am exhausted and just want to go to sleep. Duty calls though, and we did commit to this challenge. Thank God my DW is a trooper and as soon as I get showered and into bed, she is working on my penis. Within no time at all, she has gotten me hard and is sucking on me like a porn star. The tiredness begins to fade just a little and this feels great. But the fog of exhaustion is constantly battling with my libido for control over my mind. Twice, I catch myself almost passing out but being kept in the game by my awesome wife.

We transition to straight sex and things are good. She is tight and wet. (I think she is ovulating and that always makes for a slippery va-gi-gi.) The good feeling is there but the exhaustion is winning and my back is hurting from spending so much time bent under the sink. It takes a lot longer than I would hope and eventually I have to throw in the towel.

We snuggle up together and I tickle her back for as long as I can…. But I am sure I was asleep in mere seconds.

Wahoo, Day 20! Wow! It doesn’t seem like a lot of days, but it is for us in a row. 345 days to go!

I think that I have a piece of ripped skin, like from a blister, inside my upper mouth from the blow job I gave my husband last night. Where else would I have gotten it? DH thinks it’s from the hot coffee I had a couple days a go, but I only remember that burning my tongue.

We had a lovely late night last night fixing some plumbing problems that ended with a clean up until 2 in the morning. Nothing like cleaning shit to get you in the mood. 🙂

I wasn’t really in the mood to make-out, so I started sucking on hubby’s penis instead. I do love giving a BJ. I knew DH was tired but I knew he was enjoying it to, even though he probably wanted to fall asleep. We went into missionary position and variations of this popular position. We were both enjoying and had sex for a while, longer than I thought we would last. I finally asked him while I heard him moan with some pain, probably back pain, I hope, “Do you need to stop?” I would normally be bugged and take it personally that he didn’t cum, but I realize that we can’t control everything, and to enjoy what we have and make the best of all the sex we are having.

We did stop and get into spooning position. I got my book out and read hoping for a little back tickle. I got one! Even at 3:00 am my sweet husband gives me a back tickle for as long as he can. I married above myself.

I am pretty sure that I have never put this much thought into the sexual side of any relationship, ever. And we have never talked this much about this side of our relationship ever before either. It is a lot of fun to sit together talking and writing about it.  I feel like I am learning a lot more about DW’s likes and dislikes. Even after being together for more than 12 years. Much of it I already knew on one level or another but this is really bringing it to a more conscious place.  This is really neat. And believe it or not, I am thinking about sex more often during the day as well.

This day is a great example. I am horny for her every second of the entire day. I can’t keep my hands off of her. Every chance I get, I steal a kiss or cop a feel. 🙂 The day comes to an end, and as has become our routine, we are chilling in the living room working on our blog posts. I have begun writing Day 17’s post and am getting even more horny as I describe the sex. It isn’t long before I have a raging boner.

I am sitting on the floor with my computer on my lap and my penis trying to bore a hole through it. I push my computer forward a little and pull the waistband of my sweats down enough to free willie. It stands up vertically above my keyboard like the Washington Monument. DW sees it out of the corner of her eye and does a double-take. She whips out her cell phone and takes a few pictures.

I have set the mood and we both close our computers mid-post and head for the bedroom. It is a really fun and playful session. She is really wet, we both are really enjoying it and having fun. At one time, we start kissing and I accidentally slip her the tongue a little too early. “Ooops!” I am getting better at catching this but usually too late. “Sorry.” She proceeds to laugh and slide her tongue all over my face to get me back for this heinous faux pas and I am obliged to retaliate with more tonguing as well. This comedy repeats a couple more times throughout the night as we make love.

Good fun sex.

There are days that I get bugged at my husband, and yesterday was one of them. If I get mad at him I will not want to look at my the DH and for sure  not want to have sex with him. I decide not to get mad. I change my attitude. I don’t want to have sex with someone I can’t stand to look at. Yuck! I choose to let go so I can enjoy sex tonight. This is huge for me.

We were finishing up posts last night when DH says something to get me to look at his computer. He has a big rock hard penis standing straight up staring at me. I start to laugh and say “Wow! That is huge! I haven’t seen that in a while before sex.”  He asks if I want to post a picture of it. I say, “No, but I will take some photos of it.” I took a bunch of photos of it with Instagram. Just kidding! Just on my phone. Note to self…transfer these photos to the computer “special” file, soon, so I don’t accidentally show the mom at school my new baby photos, but instead gets a photo shot of a penis staring at her. We close up our computers and head into the bedroom.

We snuggle face to face and hug and squeeze and caress each other. DH starts to kiss me and starts with a lick of the tongue then quickly changes using his lips first. He says sorry about the tongue action when I react fast with a bunch of licks to his lips and we both belt out with laughter. This makes the licking funny and the laughter puts us right in the mood to have sex. I love having fun with him, life is so much more enjoyable!

DH has an instant boner that is raging. He had been horny all day, and let me know this throughout the day. We continue laying on our sides kissing, making-out, and caressing each other everywhere. I am super wet, as I am ovulating which helps with my lubrication and my horniness. We can’t wait to put his penis inside me. I have my left leg pretty much in the top scissor position to get his penis almost all the way in. It’s difficult to get the penis all the way inside of me with this side scissor position. We are loving it, and I am dripping all over him and me. I am caressing his balls and the base of his penis and a brush or two of his perineum if I can reach that far. I hate it when I can’t reach those areas, as I know he really likes me to touch them, but some positions do not allow me to easily get to them. I did caress his “luscious zone” as DH likes to call it. The Luscious Zone is the area of the front hip that is apparently called the “groin” area. The top of the hip area down to the top of the inner thigh. That soft spot of skin that is smooth and makes a diagonal line heading towards the love scepter, or penis. As soon as I touch the groin area, DH reaches orgasm.

We start to kiss after and he did the tiny tip of tongue lick thing he does, so I slobber all over his lips with wet tongue and kisses and we break out in laughter all over again, saying how much we love each other and how fun that was.

OK, I am in trouble. And I am slothful. While DW has been faithfully taking notes and doing her blog posts, I have been falling behind. It is really day 22 right now and here I am trying to get caught up way back on 18. I can’t believe how easy and how fast I fell behind.

I don’t think that we have mentioned this yet, but when we started out on this journey, we agreed that neither of us would read the other person’s drafts or final posts until both of us have finished our posts for the day in question. This lets us tell the story from our own viewpoints without being influenced by what the other person is thinking or feeling about it. Overall it has been really fun to see how & where our perspective and experiences have been similar or different.

This also means two things as relates to falling behind:

1. I am dying to see what DW has written about the past few days.
2. Being a man, my memory of the past 5 days is a little hazy. So it might be hard for me to remember exactly what we did on each day and I am not allowed to read her posts to refresh my memory.
3. This makes me sad. I can’t fall behind again. (Okay, that is three things.)

But I am allowed to ask her to refresh my memory a little. So, I did. DW gave me a few little details… let me see if I can fill in the blanks.

She is dead tired today. Most likely #3 had kept us up last night and sleep was a little lacking. Several times DW says that she doesn’t want to have sex tonight. She says it so much that I begin to wonder if I am going to have force myself on her or do something drastic.

It was a very pleasant surprise then when we get in bed and she immediately snuggles up alongside me and lays her head on my shoulder. She puts her leg across my torso and her arm across my chest. Loving this! This is one of my favorite positions to snuggle and fall asleep in. I am tickling her back and running my hands through her hair with one hand and caressing her leg with the other. She is running her fingers across my chest and torso and snuggled up close. It feels so cozy, close and comfortable, and I never want it to end. (Did you know that men who reported frequent cuddling are three times as happy on average as those who do not?)

Before long, we are both quite aroused and our caressing naturally moves down to each other’s (and our own) erogenous zones.  For a long time, we are just feeling, caressing, and loving the sensations. DW begins to masturbate and it is turning me on big time. I am masturbating as well and sometimes caressing her thighs, tummy, breasts, neck, head, and around her vagina. She comes close to orgasm a few times and I could probably cum as well. I put my penis inside of her and slowly move in and out as she is playing with her clitoris. It is delicious.

Thump-thump-thump-a-thump-thump-thump-a-thump-…… The damn washing machine is out of balance and banging against the wall upstairs. Bad timing! DW continues to masturbate while I grab my robe and hurry out to move the wet towels before it wakes up everyone in the house. As I run up the stairs and into the laundry room, my bathrobe falls open. My erection is mostly down but my penis is still hugely engorged. It is hanging out and still very wet from sex. I catch myself thinking how good it looks like this. I hope I don’t sound vain to say that I like my dick.

Back downstairs DW hasn’t cum yet. 🙁 She tells me that she needed to have me there touching her, that it helps when I do that. Sometimes I touch her in just the right way that sends her to another level. I know this already but it makes me feel good to know I am needed, even though I am bummed for her that she wasn’t able to finish.

We get back into caressing kissing, and sex. We start out with me on top, but soon I am in a low kneeling position, holding her hips between my knees. It feels really good and my orgasm starts to build. For some reason, she lifts up my knees an inch and it changes the direction of my thrust a little. This change hits the magic button and my orgasm explodes in a crazy rush!