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All I know is that it was bedtime again. Yesterday was a blur. Our baby boy decided to be up in the night from 2-6 am, sleep from 6-7:30 am and up again. We were so tired, as always, and tried to catch up on sleep when Baby took a morning nap. But we have other kids.

We did have a luscious meal made by moi, Chicken Tikka Masala, and our first fire in our fireplace for the season. We put the kids to bed and me making an attempt at writing my first blog since Day 31 was a sign that things could be getting back to normal. Hopefully I am back and that we are back to having sex everyday. I did really miss it.

We got into bed and did the routine of snuggling, DH tickling my back, and me thinking that I want to have sex but it’s hard to initiate when I am not “totally” in the mood. But I just made the move of turning around to face the DH. Believe me, this is a hard move to make and does not always happen. The past week of only having sex twice during my period and grumpiness, I didn’t even consider turning around. So having the thought of turning around is a good sign.

We did a lot of kissing and touching and caressing. DH got really hard, and he played with me and was tickling my vagina and playing with it and went inside with my fingers. It was feeling really good. DH went inside of me, but then I decided to have him get the vibrator and some KY liquid. We put that on, with the light of our phone, haha, and DH went inside of me. I decided to try the LELO while DH was inside of me which is always a crap shoot if I will attain an orgasm. It’s pretty rare if I get one. I don’t know why, but it feels like the penis distracts me from the feelings of an orgasm. Well, not this time! I was really into it and loving it. It was harder to contract since there is a penis inside of me. I don’t know if it prolonged the orgasm or helped it, but I did have a really great first orgasm of the night. It was not too long in coming and when I started to cum it was a really intense and long pre-orgasm until it climaxed and was a very nice calming after climax orgasm. Aaaah! What a great release. Much needed.

I went for a second orgasm. I got a second orgasm, but there was only the climax and contractions, but no feelings of deliciousness, just the physical act of it. I didn’t go for a third.

DH was getting into his body and was loving what was happening. His orgasm was pretty incredible and lasted a while. I don’t know if it was because I was squeezing him a lot since I was orgasaming and that was giving him extra intensity, or that it was just a good night. He came with a bang and I could tell it was a good one. He said that it was awesome, and that it could’ve been a continuation from the night before since he got interrupted with the DROID blasting out from my phone.

It was a great night. I even got a long back tickle afterwards. 🙂

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!

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!

Wow! It’s been 7 days, a whole week of having sex everyday! I don’t think we’ve done that since we were dating. I mean, maybe close to that was after we got married or maybe during my second child’s pregnancy. If it wasn’t for this commitment, it would’ve been one time this week, not 7. Especially today!

I didn’t get out to exercise this morning, and that always starts the day out wrong. Baby hadn’t pooped in 3 days and was fussy, and I felt I needed to stay and feed him and get him back to sleep instead of go to exercise class I committed to with a friend.

This put me in a funk all day, and I was super tired. Baby slept from 10-2 which he never does, and I should have joined him. I’ve been trying to finish my bookclub book, and since I can only last a page or two before I fall asleep, I was determined to finish before next week. I felt yucky and tired and depressed and I thought, of all days, this day would not consist of sex.

DH was caressing me in the kitchen when we were getting dinner ready, and I said, “Stop”, and he said “we’re not having sex tonight, huh?” I start laughing and said, “What?! Of course we are, you keep saying that! You think I’m gonna quit, and I’m not! Maybe you’re the one that wants to quit, but you want me to so you don’t have to.” 🙂

We put all three kids to bed and baby in the hallway for the first run of sleep. It was 10pm and I was in bed trying to read, and DH comes into bed after putting baby to bed and lays down with all his clothes on exhausted and done for the day. He’s had back problems all day. He said he just got a rush of electricity go throughout his whole body. I asked him if he was dreaming, and he said he was awake. I said he might have a pinched nerve somewhere. I then say he’ll have to stay there so that I can get on top of him and not to move. He somehow is able to rip off his clothes.

I help DH with his clothes and throw them on the ground. I start with grabbing his penis and giving him a blow job. We haven’t done that in a while, maybe a month. It’s fun. I love giving bj’s, but he takes so long to have an orgasm with it, and sometimes it doesn’t happen. We usually have to finish off inside of me so I tend not to go down on him as much as I’d like, and I’m sure he’d like. It’s too bad. I should just go down for a little while at least. He loves it. But I think I must like to have an ending to the beginning, and a prize at the end of my effort, a pat on the back of sorts. Or sperm on his stomach. One or the other.

Anyway, DH is loving the BJ, and I am loving giving it. I am caressing all around him, his genital area, his inner thighs, legs, top of feet, up to his stomach and chest, then to his sides of his torso. Suddenly he goes crazy! Then I start to kiss his left side of his torso, and he goes nuts, moaning out of control and kind of spasming, and saying the F word at least a hundred times. I guess I hit a hot spot. I then so from kissing to licking, and it’s beyond out of control. I am laughing and loving it, and he is shaking and loving it and laughing but seriously out of control loving it. I go to his other side, he goes crazy, then down his sides to his front hip areas, left and right sides and lick, kiss and suck. He is in another dimension! I tickle his whole body and face and kiss it and he is in heaven, and beyond! I think I will try this again sometime. 🙂

He is so hard and sticking straight up and I can’t resist going on top of him and have him inside me. We have sex for a while with me on top. It’s fun and I love being on top.

He isn’t cumming, so I get off and lay there, and I’m thinking I’m done. I’m starting to dry up, ya, that bums me out just saying it. I start to get sad that he has a harder time reaching orgasm with me on top, just like with a blow job. I’m bummed because it was so awesome a second or two ago, but suddenly, wa wa wa. He asked if I wanted a buzz, I say, no. I’m kind of depleted. He says let’s just snuggle, but I said No, I want to finish. Which is true, I don’t want it to end like this.

I tell the DH he needs to get on top, even though his back hurts. We go at it, but then I realize I need some lube. After I get that, it’s good and smooth and starts to feel good again. The baby starts to cry. But we get into it, and I caress him down by his penis and he loves that, and he starts to cum and it looks like a really good orgasm. And he said it was. And I was happy that we had a happy ending 🙂 I was thinking of having one myself, but the baby was screaming at this point. As he is right now as I am writing!!! Goodnight!