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This past week we had off and on sex and finally I make the move to my beloved husband to say, “YES!” I want sex, again. I miss it!”

We had a hard day of baby up every 2 hours all night long. Baby is getting worse with the “up all night long” these days. I had a super depressed day of not wanting to do anything…..at all. I had my cousin call and basically force herself to come and visit me. It was a much needed visit, even though mostly unwanted, but it got me out of my funk and feeling good about life again, and about myself.

I do need time spent with my 4 cousins to feel happy in my life. And I also need some good time spent with my 3 sisters. If I don’t get that, I get really sad, I don’t feel supported and I get down and out. I did an in depth discussion with one of my sisters letting her know that I did not feel supported and I need her more in my life. I miss her so much I was sad all week about it. Hopefully she got the message and at least we will talk on the phone more often. I hope to see her and her kids soon.

I was wanting to get to bed early as I did the night before, but also wanted to spend time with the hubby before, just even for an hour. He was massaging my legs and feet while I caught up on a couple of shows on Hulu. We finally went to bed around midnight, and he was givin g me such a great back tickle. He had been giving me lots of back tickles this past week, since we only had sex 3 times last week. I finished my period last Friday, but was really sad and depressed and didn’t feel like doing anything ever. again. But I had noticed that I had sex dreams with my husband, and that I had the urges to just romp his bones, but in real life, I had my body telling me I was tired and depressed.

But last night as he was tickling me, I turned toward him and snuggled on the side and leg on top of his crotch area. I love to snuggle on him. I was tickling his front side, which I know he loves and always says he wants. I started tickling his penis and playing with it and tickling around that area. His penis got hard and he was loving it.

DH turned toward me and we put his penis inside of me, with him in that comfortable position where he is on top of me, but behind me, and on the side of me. How do I describe this? I’m going to have to come up with a photo, maybe one of those 3D photos DH gets. I was feeling great and loving it. We both were. It started to get awkward from that position, don’t really know why, but we changed it so that he was on top. I was worried that DH would start getting a hurt back, but that didn’t happen. He was about to cum, and I could tell it was a good one, when my phone went off, right as he was about to climax, “DROID!!!!” I’m startled, and think, CRAP! I forgot to turn my volume down on my phone and I have just ruined his orgasm. DAMNIT! Oh well. DH says, “Droid”, to reiterate what just happened and starts to laugh and so do I. I feel bad, but he says it’s okay. He did say it interrupted a really great orgasm, but oh well, it was fun and the DROID was funny.

I was going to ask to have him get the vibrator after DH came, but the DROID thing distracted me and we ended up just laughing about it, getting cleaned up and taking a shower. I thought, “Damn, I was going to try for an orgasm”. Oh well. I will try again. At least we are back in the saddle again.

I am also needing to make up for all the days I have missed blogging. The perfectionist in me wants to do a perfect job and make up all the days with perfect remembrance. And that I can’t move forward unless I do. I was also going to quit because we didn’t have sex a couple of days last week, mostly because of my period. Probably 100% because of my period. But I am not going to quit. I miss having sex with my husband. I miss blogging about it. I am also not going to be perfect in my day to day blogs. I am not going to edit or look back and perfect my blog post. They aren’t perfect anyway. I am not a good writer. I love to write. I do my best. And I am just going to journal my days of sex with my husband and not worry about perfection. If I do, this blog will never work for me.

Thanks, and I Love  ya.

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. 🙂

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!

OK, so maybe it isn’t that long, but I am somewhat well endowed and maybe it feels like it is that long on occasion.

The kids had a sleep-out in front of the TV on Saturday and the futon hadn’t been put away yet. I was sitting on the futon working on my posts and DW was on the couch across from me. We were way behind on posting and trying to get caught up… again. I tend to get a little turned on when thinking about sex with my lady and this moment was no different. The fact that I was writing three days worth of sex talk might have helped.

“Schwing!” shouts my dick, as it pokes its head out of the bottom of my shorts…

It must have spoken loudly because DW noticed right away! A split second later, her laptop is closed shut and she pounces on me like an excited kitten. 🙂 Damn! This is great! We are making out like crazy, starting to have sex, and loving it. Except that she is worried that someone is going to see us through the living room window and wants to turn off the light.

Huh? We live in a stinking basement apartment, there is a literal wall of oaks and shrubs between us and the street. Someone would have to be standing in our driveway, deliberately peering through the bushes next to the window to see in. And it is 1:00 AM so nobody should be wandering our street right now either. And I was excited that we were doing it with the lights on because I love to look at her during sex. We debate these points for a few moments and she insists that it could happen. After all, she used to peep in windows when she was younger. Foxy little perv! Turns me on a bit to think of her peeking in on someone. 😉

OK, so I guess technically it could happen. To be totally honest, I don’t really care if someone looks in and sees us getting it on. I think I have a little bit of an exhibitionist streak. But it is making DW nervous and why rock the boat when she is excited, wet, and waiting? We turn of most of the lights. I can still see her very well but someone outside in the driveway would have a harder time.

She asks if I want to try some different positions and I answer that we haven’t done doggy style since we started this experiment. She is game and turns around, presenting her fine ass my way. (I am getting a boner just writing this.) Her pussy is dripping wet and I am raging hard. I am so erect that the skin on my penis is stretched tight and I can feel it pulling at its base. I finger her vagina for a second and spread her labia apart. My penis slides inside and her vagina is squeezing tight around it.

I grab her hips with one hand and finger her clit with the other while thrusting in so that my balls slap up against it with every thrust. After a few thrusts, she tells me that it is hurting her. I am hitting her cervix too hard. Sometimes this happens in this position. I change my motion slightly so that only the first few inches of my dick are entering her. I have to concentrate a little more but the trade off is a great view of my penis sliding in and out while the head of my penis gets the extra sensation of pushing through the opening to her vagina. It doesn’t take long before I cum. This position always works pretty well and it is a good orgasm.

After sex, we are talking and I find out that it always hurts her when we are doing doggy style but she hadn’t always told me. Dang, I had thought that it was just hurting on the times that she told me about it. Well, it does feel really nice to be all the way inside her like this but judging from my orgasm tonight, I think I will be plenty happy to do it a little shallower.

A huge part of me thinks that we would never have sex if it wasn’t for me. That’s true. If I didn’t or don’t want to, we don’t have sex. But it is also true that if DH didn’t want to have sex we would not have sex either. He’s 1/2 the equation here. He has a say, too. For it, or against it.

I don’t know if it was a more tired day than others, the fact that I fell asleep sitting up in the couch with my mouth open at 4pm, which never happens, or that we finally got into bed at midnight. Tonight sucked. The whole thing was bad.

Same scenario as the night before, baby asleep in our room, white noise going, pitch black, completely perfect for a romantic evening, right? We are exhausted and I think, let’s just do this. I ask him if he just wants to go in me. He says, “Is that what you want to do?” yes… okay no. So I grab the LELO and have at it. Nothing. Then DH starts caressing me and starts with the breast area. Right now that is not a good place to start. I’ve told him a million times my nipples are on fire and have daggers living in them right now. I am feeling anxiety hoping that he doesn’t touch my nipples. Then he slides down to my tummy and that is super ticklish so I push his hand away. It was a complete natural response. It may have felt like I hit his hand away. Well, that wasn’t good. He stops touching me, it’s not working for me. I apologize and start to explain what was going on for me and that it was my issue and let’s get back into it. I may have pretty much killed the mood, so I stop the Lelo and turn over.

I guess we are not going to do it tonight. I was irate, pissed, mad at myself and mad at him. He doesn’t do anything to try to get things going again. He closes up and says nothing. He finally breaks the silence and says that he feels I don’t want to talk to him. Yes, I don’t want to talk but I am still in this commitment and want to have sex everyday. It’s important. Why doesn’t he try to start it up again? He knows I am in this. I started the sex. I said I was sorry and tried to maturely talk to him about what was going on with me, and not to do that again. It doesn’t mean that it is over. But nothing is said, he doesn’t respond, so I turn over. Pretty much what happens when we get in a fight. Typical. Lame. I’m hurt, and I am sure he is hurt.

The baby starts crying and wakes up, so DH gets him and I feed him. I think, well, after I feed the baby we’ll DO IT. Time will heal. Then the SNORE. It’s over, he is asleep, done for the night, not happenin’, nada. I am sad.

Next baby wake up call is at 3:30am. I feed him. I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept well all night since we didn’t have sex. Sick to my stomach. I’ve committed to something in my life right now, and I want to stick to it. Even if we are so mad at each other. Hate each other. What an experiment to keep having sex through all of that. HUH? Don’t you think? I was mad at him earlier in the day and thought, no way in hell are we having sex tonight. Maybe that’s what started this? Be careful what you say, you might just get it! I think it’s an awesome thought to have sex even though you don’t want to or are mad at each other. What happens to your relationship? Does it help? Hurt? Remove the hate and pain? Make you forget what happened? Even though I don’t want to have sex during those times of hatred, sadness and anger, I still want to have sex. We’ve never done this before. How great to try!

After I ask DH to get baby to his bed after second feeding he goes to the bathroom. Perfect. He won’t have to pee while having sex which usually distracts him. When he gets back to bed, he is instantly snoring. I tell myself 100 times to go wake him up to try to have sex. I finally get over there, about 4am. He moans with goodness that I am snuggling him. I start to caress him and play with him and get him hard. Believe me, this is not easy to do since I am still feeling mad and hurt. We turn over and he is on top of me, since usually this is the best position for him, and we go at it. I am wet,I AM WET and it’s feeling good and I am getting turned on. And from experience he loves me to wake him up in the middle of the night to have sex. He is always turned on . I know he is liking it, but he is not loving it. I can just tell that it’s probably not going to happen for him. But I think, no, eventually there will be a turning point. I ask DH if it is hurting him(like his back or knees), and he says no, but then he reveals that it’s not happenin’ for him and that he’s sorry.

Ouch. I am sad and hurt again. This never happens. I can remember one or two times that this has happened in our 13 year relationship. And it’s usually because we already did it that day, or his back is really hurting. Not because of a fight or that we were mad or hurt at each other. Hmmm….sad. It could be that it’s been 9 days straight of having sex. But I don’t believe that. His penis is mad at me.

I turn over and try to go to sleep. And I eventually do.

HOLY SHIVERS! Things turned out a little better than I expected today.

The day was going like absolute crap. I was in a total funk. My back was killing me, I couldn’t concentrate on work, I was massively stressed out about our finances, the kids were really getting on my nerves, and I had an incredible searing, knife-stabbing pain in my abdomen.  Not a happy camper.

After I got the kids in bed I flopped down on our bed exhausted. My back was on fire and a jolt of electricity shot through me like I had stuck my face in a light socket. All I wanted to do was to curl up in the fetal position under the covers and fall asleep.

But my magical lady has a way of making me feel alright. She tells me to just lay there and relax as she’ll just have to get on top of me. The look in her eyes  and smile on her face makes me forget the pain for a moment and I take off my clothes as she comes over and grabs my dick and starts to suck on it.

I love it when she does this! After a minute and when I am raging hard she stops and I think she is going to transition to sex but she starts to kiss and nibble on my side and hips. GOOD FUCK, what is happening??? We always knew I had a sensitive spot on each side of my body where the hip meets the groin. But this was something else I have NEVER experienced! She spent the next, what seemed like an hour, running up and down both sides of my body kissing, licking, and nibbling while I turned into a quivering pile of ecstatic pleasure. It felt like I was having an orgasm without cumming and I wonder if, had she gone on, I could have came. Eventually it was too much and I begged to be inside of her. If only there was some way that she could have been fucking me while licking and nibbling my sensitive body at the same time. I probably would have been such a mind blowing  sensation that my heart would have exploded. Seriously, it felt that good.

She mounted my cock and began to gyrate her hips and ride me like an animal. I was so turned on it was incredible and we fucked for several minutes. A couple of times, I got close to cumming but my back was still in pain and although I tried to be gentle on myself, I couldn’t help but thrust and grind as well. After a little longer, the pain was getting to be too much and we recognized that I probably wasn’t going to be able to cum in this position.

We switched and I got on top. The change gave my back a little relief for a moment and for some reason, I cum a little easier like this. Her pussy was tight and she squeezed a little extra tighter too. I pulled and thrust such that just the first few inches of my rock-hard dick were entering her. As the tip of my penis pushed into her warm pussy again and again, the sensations left over from her earlier nibbling and caresses ROCKED my body into an orgasm that went on and on and on!

My GOD, I can’t wait to do that again. Whoever said the Seventh Day was for resting is dead wrong! 😉

OK, Five days in a row! All this sex is going right to my crotch and I am getting hornier by the minute! All day long all I can think about is how I can’t handle waiting until 11 F’ing thirty at night after the kids are in bed. I want her now!

My penis is raging and tingling constantly. I feel like I am going through that 12 year-old puberty stage where the slightest provocation makes it start to swell into bonerdom.

Unfortunately though, today is not a day that our 4 year-old is in pre-school and the 3 month-old doesn’t want to nap for more than a little while, so it is not until oh-so-late in the evening that we are alone and can get something going on. DW is sending a very long text message to one of her friends so I go to the drawer and get Gigi/Lelo out of her bag. I decide to experiment a little with it and place it on the tip of my penis. Hmmm, it doesn’t feel quite as intense as last time. I cycle through the 5 different “modes” and none of them are all that different. None of them are doing it for me. I am a little confused because I had been so damn horny all day and now I am having a hard time getting a stiffy.

DW comes to the rescue though and takes Gigi for her self. She agrees that it isn’t feeling as powerful and we conclude that it must be in need of a charge. It is still strong enough to do the job for the moment and provides DW with a nice O.

By the time DW has finished, she has gotten me back in horny mode and my dick is getting hard. It is still a little bit tough though. Because of my massively huge, biggest ever cold sore I can’t really kiss her and we are finding it harder to do much foreplay and that is making a difference. I am really, really, really missing that part of our love making! Can’t wait for the damn thing to heal up.

We start to have sex, in basically missionary position, but I am having a little harder time hitting the right spot despite my horniness. Shift a little here, shift a little there, and soon I am in kind of a crazy squatting/straddling variation of a game of twister. But it is working. Suddenly, it feels like a rapid fire shotgun has gone off in my dick and I have 4 strong and quick explosions  shooting through my body. They drain me and I collapse back to the bed. I think it might take a while for my knees to recover from that one.

HAHAHA! SO FUN! I am invigorated! This is so fun! We are laughing so much right now! And so excited!!!

We were so tired and writing our posts for last night and thinking, wow, we still have to have sex. hahaha! We’ve spent the day cleaning, doing homework, dinner at my sister’s, and putting our kids to bed late with one of them crying that he had to go pee before bed. Sitting down and thinking, do we have sex now or write our posts? If we write our post’s for last night, we will never have sex. If we have sex, we’ll have to write two posts, and I’ll forget about last night’s sex. The dilemma!

I write my post, my husband follows suit. I say, I’m so tired, and he tells me later that he thinks we won’t have sex today. What?! I am not quitting! I think he is quitting, but he thinks I am quitting. I say that I can’t believe that he’d let me crumble that easily, or quit, or miss a day, because he doesn’t fight back and say NO! But he doesn’t. I tell him that I just need to express my feelings and say that I am sooo tired ad that we have to write posts and have sex. LOL!

DH is still writing his post, since his are awesome and way better than mine. I go into the room with sleeping child and grab the new vibrator. Getting a little excited. I come back to couch, strip naked, put down a blanket on the couch where DH is writing, and lay down. I get the sample water based lubricant out that they give with the GIGI or LELO, and ask DH to open it. He opens it. He runs down the hall to the bathroom, runs back to the couch, stripping off his clothes, whipping his glasses off, and gets down to watch. I have put on the lube, started the veebratore, and I try it out on the clitoris, then my opening, then my inside of my vagina. I ask where exactly is the g-spot? I think I know where it is, but I’ve never had an O with it, so I am not positive. I try out the gigi in the area, and think, let’s explore later. So I go to my C-spot, and it is great. It’s wet, and feeling really good. My DH is playing with me around my vagina, and the opening of the vagina, feeling good. I go into the O-zone and several times I think I will cum, but it doesn’t. That’s okay, I feel it again. And then…there it is, I think I am cumming. And YES! I AM! It’s a good, long and delicious feeling one. OOH, is that TMI? This is so crazy that I am writing this down, describing it, and SHARING IT!

We played around with his penis, then drew it into my vagina. It felt really good. He was on top, and it was hitting the end of whatever it’s called, not hurting though, but almost, and just for a while. I am into it, I start kissing him on his chest and neck and shoulder and he is liking it. I like when he tells me what he likes and what turns him on. I love to bite sometimes, probably too much, so I am doing that, too. I am wet, I also had lube on, so it’s feeling really good. I am loving his ass, grabbing it, squeezing it, slapping it, love it. He cums, and his butt muscles contract with the rhythm of the orgasm. That is cracking me up! That starts the laugh! I love it! So fun!

We shower, we are invigorated. We are so happy and laughing. I told DH that if we didn’t make this commitment, we would not have had sex for the past 3 days. Meaning we would have had sex the 1st day, and that one we had to really push ourselves to do, or that wouldn’t have happened. We would’ve made many excuses to not have sex. And not just me, DH, too.  I am so excited because I feel it will change us, and for the better. I can’t imagine having sex everyday for one year, with 3 young kids!!!  Knowing that I made a commitment, a goal, to have sex everyday for  a year with my husband, has given me a challenge. I have made every excuse NOT to have sex, and so many legitimate ones. :/ (It’s sounding like my exercise routine.) If you don’t make a commitment, you won’t do it. That’s sad. Sex is fun, or at least it should be!

Once the kids were in bed and the baby stopped crying in his crib, DW and I sat down to make our blog entries for yesterday’s sex. I was dying to read what she wrote and at the same time, getting a boner thinking about what I was writing.  It was tough to keep typing and not turn over and start fondling her.

With yesterday’s post out of the way, it was time to get down to business. DW pulled the Lelo out of its case and I gave it a quick baptism with soap and water before its first communion. DW turned it up to full power and started to move it towards her pussy. Nervous, it took a few tries before she got up the nerve to place it on her clit, but she got it there. I caressed and tickled her inner thighs, ass and labia while Gigi did her magic on DWs clit. It seemed like it took less than 1/4 of the usual buzzer time before DW was cumming. She had a good strong one and laid back on the bed. She pressed Gigi against the tip of my penis and the feeling was intense. Very different from the feeling of other vibrators we have had. It was like it penetrated past my skin, deep into the full length of my shaft. I think that given enough time I could have cum but I wasn’t certain and I was really wanting my wife. Before I could do anything though, Gigi was back on DWs clit and she came again! Less strong, but equally fast. I could feel the vibrations of the Lelo through DWs leg as it lay on top of my hard penis.

With my cock throbbing, I got on top of her. She wasn’t as wet as yesterday but slowly we worked her natural lube out from within her vagina until I was completely inside her. I fucking love the feeling of her wrapped around me! Every bump, ridge, and crease feels so good!

It must have been the residual effect of Gigi’s vibrations but within a couple minutes of fucking I realized that I had just hit the point where there is no pulling back from cumming. Damn! I had wanted to make love longer than this. Bu ah well, let’s just enjoy the orgasm. So I let loose. It wasn’t as powerful as yesterday but it was nice and long with a good finish.

And oh, how I can’t wait for this stupid cold sore to heal and go away! I need to kiss my lady!

OK, I am horny. I am a guy. My wife turns me on.

I have been thinking about her all morning. She is off taking the kids to school or running an errand or both. I don’t remember for sure. But it seems like it has been forever since we had sex and masturbating in the shower doesn’t quite do what she does for me. Doesn’t even come close.

I know this for certain because I squoze one off in the shower just the other day. Ho-Hum. Seems like I don’t mastubate all that much either. Am I getting old? Or is it just because one of the kids could potentially burst in the door to the bathroom at any minute? Remember the good old days in my 20’s when I could wank off 3-4 times a day and then still have sex afterward?

But back to the point… I NEED my wife today. I have spent the morning trying to focus on work but there is an urgency in my crotch that is quite distracting.  I actually spent a few minutes (ok, 10-15) looking at some porn but all it did was make me more horny for HER. Its hard to work when your dick is stretching your shorts.

FINALLY, she comes home. I had forgotten this detail, but she had gone on a walk. She showers. I am in the kitchen grabbing a snack when she comes in naked, with her wet hair hanging over her shoulders. Fuck she is sexy.

“What’s going on?” She asks.

“I want to have sex with you!”

The baby is asleep in our bedroom and my in-laws could burst in to the living room at any moment (more on that later). The only rational choice is the boy’s bunk bed. (Yes, they are at school, thank God.)

Giggling like a kid, strip off my clothes on the way down the hall. Hit the lights (see in-laws) and on to the bottom bunk. I want to lick her pussy so bad but I have a damn cold sore so that’s out. My dick is standing up and feeling huge as I play with her moist pussy. I am getting hard right now just thinking about the way it feels running my fingers around her shaved labia and up from her vagina to her firm clit. I am rubbing her while she rubs my cock and my knees bang into the wall next to the way too skinny single bed. She guides my dick into her pussy and slowly I move in and out as she gets more wet. I am in a push-up position on top of her and her legs are spread up as far as can be in the cramped space. We laugh at the close quarters but try to ignore the wall. We don’t have sex for long before I cum inside of her. Oh God, this is a good one! My head jerks back and brushes against the underside of the top bunk. A little further and I would have had a goose egg. My orgasm seems to last forever while my whole body spasms and then my knees and arms go weak. Yum!

I still feel a bit guilty though whenever I get to cum and she doesn’t.  Holding the push-up position as long as I can, I stretch to reach the always just-out-of-reach box of tissues. While we clean up we lament the fact that her vibrator had quit working (cord shorted out after 6 months, dammit) and resolve yet again to go to the sex-shop and get a new one. A good one this time!