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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.

Well, if I was caught up on all of my old posts, I would be ahead of DW. She always seems to be ahead of me in getting these posts done and I think that I am going to have day 31 done before her! But alas, I still have to get caught up on days 22, 23, & 24. Yikes. I hope I can remember what happened!

This day is Saturday. Another busy one too. Both boys have sports activities and both of them at the same time. DW takes #2 to his baseball game and I take #1 to football while grandma watches #3 napping.Then we meet up at the community center for soccer, followed by a visit to the library where the kids check out way too many dvds to take home. The rest of the afternoon is eaten up at home with watching the movies, doing homework, and trying to catch up on prep for a pitch to a new client next week. Before you know it, the day is gone.

We had set up the futon for the boys to sleep out in the living room again, but DW and I wanted to hang and chat, watch shows, and work on our posts. So we tuck the kids into our bed and claim the room as our own. Time gets ahead of us though and soon it is after midnight. Not to be deterred however, we strip down and get on the futon.

We enjoy some foreplay and begin to have sex. Unfortunately though my back is acting up a bit and making trouble. I change positions to ease the pain, but the change causes DW to start to dry up. This is not good, and just before I am going to suggest some k-y I get a shooting pain in my back that makes it impossible to continue. Bummed.

One month of our challenge has passed us by in the blink of an eye and we have 335 days of sex left to look forward to! The other day when surfing the web, DW ran across a TV series on showtime called “Seven Days of Sex.” The show chronicles the experiences of several different couples as they undertake a challenge to have sex daily for one week. OK, so we just did that four times in a row. It is kind of funny to think about how a little over a month ago, I would have been in the same mindset as some of the participants, thinking that seven straight days of sex is a pretty big accomplishment.

While I don’t want to minimize what they accomplished, anyone who can manage seven days really ought to try 30. Each of the participants whose account I read talked about how the seven days really opened them up to their partner. How they felt so much more intimate and how they were more attuned to their partner’s needs. For me, it feels like that times a hundred.

We chat more, we talk about things that we normally would have kept to ourselves, we argue a lot less, and we are both less quick to get irritated. When we do get irritated about something the other does, instead of stewing on it for hours or days, we are letting it go and getting back on-board the “us” train within minutes.

Of course, it hasn’t all been roses for the entire month. And having sex every day is definitely not as easy as you would think. There were many days where going into it, one or both of us really didn’t want to have sex and a couple of days when we hit a low that thinking about sex seemed like a chore on the to-do list. But we stayed committed to this and (except for one single day where all we got done was a back tickle and couple times when Mr. Johnson would not cooperate) we were pleasantly surprised. On the difficult days, once we get over the mental block of “I am too tired to have sex” and actually start doing it, it its generally quite enjoyable.

Well, this day is not a difficult day. We are on a high from yesterday an although we don’t get it going in the afternoon, at least it isn’t 2am. We got the kids in bed at a decent hour and before you know it, we are ready to go as well. We tickle and caress each other for a while and then make love side by side. After a little bit, we switch to missionary and then to our modified side stradle. Although DW opts not to use Lelo go try for her orgasm, it is a good session.

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. 🙂

You know it’s bad when you’re husband says he misses the day’s when we had spontaneous sex. Meaning awesome, fun, glorious sex! And that this everyday thing is getting to him, too. Maybe it was a bad idea. It is hard to have sex everyday. We have a newborn, and 3 young children, we live at my parents, and we are trying to get our work life in order. No worries. No stress. No pressure.

I was super tired last night and finally went to bed by midnight telling my husband to wake me up when he comes to bed. He tried to wake me up for 15 minutes, he said, by tickling my back and body. I finally came to at 1:05 am with a “what are you doing?”. I was not irritated like I usually am when woken up, but a tiny bit bugged, but barely. I knew what we were committed to, so I was fine.

We talked for a while and snuggled. We started kissing and playing with each other. I have to admit I wasn’t totally all there, or into it, and maybe that contributed to the outcome. DH was getting hard but was not getting hard enough for a good while. I was not in the mood to go down on him or make any drastic moves to get some horny on. It’s not that I hated it or wasn’t into it, I just wasn’t giving my A game. DH started to get frustrated and basically stopped because he knew that it wasn’t going to happen for him tonight, or at the moment.

We stopped officially. We snuggled, DH started tickling my back and we talked about it. We were sad, but understood that it is not going to be roses everyday or easy to “bring it on” every night. We decided that we need to make a conscious effort to have sex during the day when our two kids are at school and our baby is asleep. This midnight – 2 am in the morning thing has got to go!

This day was probably the most boring sex day. It wasn’t bad it just wasn’t AWESOME.

I went to a Nurse Practitioner today and I am trying to figure out what’s going on with me physically. I told her that I was having sex with my husband everyday and that we made a commitment for a year. She said nothing, gave no judgments, but listened and smiled. I wanted her to know so we would look out for anything out of the ordinary right now or in the future. I have to keep my body well. And I was trying to figure out why I am not losing the weight that I gained during my pregnancy. She suggested a few vitamins right now, and I will be doing some blood work to figure out if there is anything more.

The NP asked me if I was craving sex physically or just having sex because we committed? I told her 6 out of 7 times it was the commitment, and the other because I was wanting it.  I still didn’t use the word “craving”. She said it will be interesting to see when we get my body back to a normal balance if my sexual desires change. NP says that she has women in their 70’s saying “I knew I had it in me, that I could get IT back”. Meaning the sexual libido back. It’s not that I hate sex, because I don’t, but most of the time I don’t start loving sex until we “get into” it. It’s the before sex that keeps me from having sex. But wouldn’t it be AWESOME if I craved sex and was horny and couldn’t wait to “get a room”? That would be awesome. Especially with 3 kids and 10 years of marriage!

DH and I got into bed and chatted and cuddled. I started getting bugged that he was kissing me all over while I was finishing a  text and that the baby started to cry.”Stop kissing me, get the baby”. The babes usually starts to wake up around the time we go to bed.

After I fed the little one, we started kissing and touching. We started out, side to side, or face to face, then ended up where DH was on top of me while I was in the side position. Every other leg position. Does that make sense? If I was DH I would have a photo or better yet, a 3D photo of our sex position.

DH came. He said it was good. I need a new vibrator. The End.

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…

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!

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!