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According to the sex researchers Masters and Johnson, the average male orgasm lasts anywhere from 5-20 seconds. I believe that I have raised that figure a bit this afternoon.

And YES, I did say “afternoon!”

After last night’s rather dismal showing, we decided that we have had enough of the late night sex routine that we have fallen into. It has been making it harder to get aroused, definitely less spontaneous, and sometimes it has been difficult to actually look forward to having sex. A rut is never something you want to get stuck in and it can make even the most desirable of activities seem tedious.

So, today, after DW got back from taking #2 to his afternoon preschool, I met her in the driveway with a kiss and a smile, and a question… “Hey, wanna fuck?” Her response was positive to say the least and we headed back inside the house. As luck would have it, #3 decided to wake up from his nap. Fart! Fortunately though after a quick feeding, he was fast asleep again. DW and I headed for the bed, ripping off our clothes.

We got out the Lelo and DW took it down there while I caressed and kissed her body. Lelo was doing its job rather well and although it seemed like she still had to concentrate a bit, she was visibly turned on. Suddenly, without any warning, she let out a loud moaning gasp and her body jerked upward as her orgasm hit. It was powerful. I wasn’t quite expecting it and I almost jumped up from being startled!

After recovering, she put Lelo on her clitoris again for round two and invited me to put my penis inside her. I was dying to do exactly that and got into position. We made love slowly as the vibe sent its rhythms shooting through our genitals. I was giving her a little room for the Lelo so she could cum again by not pushing into her all the way. The result was extreme pleasure for me as the head of my penis pushed in and out of her vulva and rubbed against the ridges of her vaginal muscles. She is so tight and wet that I can’t begin to describe it. As we made love, I began to feel the beginnings of my orgasm build. and build and build and build. The first part of my orgasm, that usually lasts for several seconds went on for several minutes. I could hear myself moaning as if I was listening from outside my body. I don’t think I have ever made some of the noises before that I heard. Then I climaxed and ejaculated so many times that I lost count as the wave of my orgasm crested and rolled on for another eternity.

All in all, today’s sex rocked! We were both really looking forward to it and excited about it. It really put the zing back into this challenge. 🙂

My husband brought me flowers home tonight. He is a goody. I feel bad because I told him last time he brought me flowers that I didn’t care about flowers, that all it did was stress me out on the money he spent! I didn’t tell him right away, I told him later when I knew I needed to talk about it. I guess that’s how bad our life has gotten with money. I used to love getting flowers. I used to buy myself flowers all the time! I hope some day I am overjoyed when I buy myself flowers.

We did not have sex during the day yesterday. There wasn’t a spare moment. I kept thinking if we could fit sex in all day long. If it wasn’t taking or picking kids up or taking care or feeding the infant, or trying to put baby back to bed, we would have had sex! Haha! What is this parenting thing? When the oldest comes home from school, it is over, there is no chance. It is non-stop homework, piano, breakdown from piano, more crying about piano(breakdowns not every day, just every couple of weeks).

We did go outside in the backyard and played baseball in the fresh air. Aaaah! Fresh air! Sometimes I don’t feel like I sit and enjoy it much. We went from playing baseball to Lacrosse  then making a fort outside on the grass. We finally came in for dinner and did more homework. We got kids ready for bed, brushed teeth, read stories and sang songs. Aaaah!

We crawled into bed late trying to catch up on projects including a few blog posts. I went into the room and baby was wide awake playing in his crib so I got him out and put him on our bed. He wanted to play and he wasn’t going to bed anytime soon. Noooo!!! We played with him for a while then just put him to bed and let him cry. He didn’t cry long, but by that time it was about 2 or so in the morning. Really?

DH and I start to snuggle and tickle each other’s backs (and fronts) and play around. I told DH as I was yawning a million times that I just wanted him to have a hard penis right now, so we could just get it on and do it quick and have it over with. I know that this is no way to start sex, but I was extremely tired and didn’t have control over what I was saying. Tired brain took over. I noticed when I was yawning that I had remembered yawning a million times the night before. And that sex session didn’t go so well……either.

Well, we tried, nothing was happening tonight, it’s not like we are 19 or anything. We do our best, we call it good, call it a night, and make the decision to end the battle of the intercourse. Hopefully in the future there isn’t too many more battles.

DW told me yesterday that I never post anything here about “us”, only about the sex. Is that true? I know I don’t go into the same amount of detail and analysis of the day that she does, but I thought that I had been posting things besides the sex as well. No? I was beginning to feel guilty somehow, like I wasn’t doing enough reflection on things or was being too superficial and just focusing on the sex act.

Well, so I just went back and looked at the posts we have written up until now. There is a difference between what I write and what she writes. I am about 80% sex talk and 20% everything else. She seems to be about 60/40. Everything else is made up of miscellaneous things about the day, other things that are going on, comments about the kids, and also “us” analysis and commentary. But while the word count of non-sex talk is different between us it seems like the number of posts containing “us” talk is fairly similar.

So, this lead me to wonder if the length and sexual explicitness of my posts are detracting from the sincerity of the other things I post. Are they a distraction from what this blog is ultimately about: Our relationship with each other and our personal feelings and experience as we undertake this journey of sexual exploration.

Sex this evening was good and fun. We got into bed and I started on the foreplay just as the baby began to wake up. That seems to be one of the most common interruptions we have to deal with. Can’t wait until he starts sleeping through the night. But we got him fed and back into bed soon enough. We start out face-to-face on our sides, which seems to be our regular starting position this week. It feels good for both of us and she likes this position a lot. But it is hard for me to cum so we switch to me on top and DW laying on her side with a leg up. That does the trick…

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!

Last night was fun.

I begged myself and DH if we could skip having sex last night. Please!!! I don’t want to have sex tonight! I am so tired! I just want to snuggle and go to bed! I just want a back tickle! I just want to go to bed!!

We got into bed, naked as we always do. And instead of turning away from DH and looking at my phone or reading a book, I turn to DH and snuggle. I put my left leg over his crotch area, lay my head in the nook of his neck, and stretch my arm out across his barrel chest. We used to snuggle in this position all throughout dating and our first year of marriage. As soon as we moved to our first house we bought, we stopped snuggling face to face each night.

I remember specifically when we moved to our new house that we had stopped snuggling on each other, and stopped having our dog sleep in our bed. Two tragedies. With the move and being newly pregnant and hormonal, it must have changed the flow of things.

After having kids, the front snuggle rarely happens. We spoon all the time, but usually me in front with DH as close as possible or DH giving me a tickle. I know, I am spoiled. I have noticed since starting this new adventure of ours, the sex everyday for a year thing, that I have turned towards my husband almost every night and engaged in some way. How nice! A miracle? Or just a conscious decision to change things. Maybe a bit of both. That’s just plain sad that we let that happen. It just evolves some how and you don’t even realize how far you’ve gone. Next thing you know, we would’ve been having sex a few times a year, then a few times every 5 years. Ew!

Since we were facing each other, we were caressing and tickling each other every where. Mmmm. I’m surprised how much I like it, since I am so freaking tired. I am rubbing DH’s body everywhere and we are slow about it. I could go on with this forever. I am thinking that I hope we never stop. He is touching me down in my vagina area and I am going crazy! I love it when he takes a while because I can’t wait for him to start rubbing my clitoris. I am going crazy, again! I start to go down with my hands since I am so horny and I can’t wait. I am rubbing myself and then he starts rubbing himself. We are horny. I am feeling the feeling of “gawd! yes! i am going to cum!” Then the clothes washer starts to get off balance and we can hear the rattle and roll. DH has to leave and adjust the washer or it will break and maybe wake up my parents upstairs. Ugh.

DH leaves to fix the clothes washer and I continue to nurture myself in the clitoral area, but I need my DH to keep the feeling alive! I can masturbate and reach orgasm when I am in the mood, but when I am in the mood to cum with my husband, that is what I want. I keep rubbing myself, thinking I am wet enough, but maybe I should get some KY, it might help. When DH runs back, the mood is broken but I ask for some KY and ask for him to be inside of me while I continue to touch myself. Sometimes I can cum when he is inside me, but it can be a distraction. Tonight it is not a distraction, but the mood has changed and I am pretty sure I am not going to have an O.

DH reaches orgasm with me pushing on his knees, which is a new one. He is on top of me and he is kneeling and sitting on me, and I was trying different things when I held his knees and pushed them up, and he went into instant pre-orgasm. I love it when we try something new and it works! DH came, and it was good.

Then baby woke up and started crying. Thank you for waiting!

Sunday was a great day. Hung out with the boys and watched Power Rangers in the morning. Made a mid morning brunch of super yummy Æbleskivers. Tidied up the garage and made a skateboard ramp for #1. Then, we took a Sunday drive into the hills to see the leaves changing color and had dinner at an old pizza joint on the other side of the mountain.

After this busy day ended, we got the kids shuffled off to bed and put #3 in his cradle swing out in the hallway so we could have a little privacy. We both finished up our day 10 posts and chatted for a little about the past couple of days.

I think we were both horny and curious to see how things would turn out with sex tonight. I was pretty positive and felt like I was pretty much over the mis-steps of the previous two days.

My cold-sore is now 100% healed up so there is no reason not to get right into some lip-mashing goodness.  We kiss and make out for a while, she tells me that it IS ok to touch her left breast and tummy and we joke about it a little. I am getting rock hard and totally turned on. So is she. She grabs my dick and plays with it, using it to rub her vagina and clit. This is totally turning me on even more. She puts me inside of her and we are fucking while kissing. I am totally into this and loving it. Did I mention I am turned on?

Then the baby wakes up and starts crying.

Try to block it out….. Nope….. Can I cum before he starts to scream? Nope…. Oh, tha pressha.

I decide that the best thing to do is get him taken care of and then we come back and work on cumming. Fast forward 30 minutes. Baby back in bed, me back in my lady. Things are feeling good again. We have some good sex and I have an explosive orgasm. It is late in the evening and she decides not use the vibe. We clean up and get back in bed. Back tickles and some good rest. Broken the losing streak. Kicked out the head demons and replacement referees. The world can begin to rotate again.

Hi, My name is DW, and I am a sex-aholic. I can’t stop this insanity of sex everyday. I want to, but I just can’t. There is a need in me to do this, and I don’t know why.

I am so inexplicably tired and overly tired and super tired. But I don’t want to stop having sex. DO IT, DO IT, DO IT.

Today was a beautiful day of ebel skiebers, or however you spell these delectable Danish pancake treats, and a fall canyon drive. The get-a-way to the mountains was much needed. We can stay in our little basement apartment and hibernate more than any human should sometimes. It was a sunny morning which I took advantage of and I took a walk alone with music blasting from Pandora. We had a few sick kids and stress from the week but chose to get a way, if just for a moment. It ended up being a little over cast and rained a bit on our drive which was glorious!

After the kids went to bed we wrote our posts and I am anxious to see how this night will roll. I am confident that it will end well, as there is good feelings had by all throughout the day. Plus, we need it to be good.

The sex is good, we are having fun, I am turned on and very wet. I can tell he is avoiding my breast area and say that it is okay to touch the left breast(as I only breast feed with the right breast now, I know, it is what it is) and also that he can touch my stomach. It was just a bad moment the other night which I didn’t like DH touching at the time. He touch’s me, and I like it, a lot. The baby starts crying, crap, just keep going! And finish! But no, I can tell some stress from the male partner, and he stops. I am bummed and think, “Oh no, another bad night”. We get baby fed and back in bed and start up again. It’s slow going but we get back in the groove. We are back on track! He orgasms, it’s a great finish, smiles on both our faces, we are good again. Aaaah. I leave it at that, and go to bed without trying to have an O. It’s okay, I had fun, I love my husband.