That’s everyday sex—not sex every day. The typical couple in the US has sex about 130 times a year, about 2.5 times a week—more often for married couples than the population at large. Other couples might have sex more often, but these numbers are reduced by single people and logistical factors for people not cohabitation.
I have sex less often than the larger population of couples, and I have maintained a sex diary since 2002. This year I am at just over once a week. I guess that’s why I have time to write these blog entries. My wife is a great lover, but she claims quality over quantity. I don’t see why both is such a tough concept to comprehend. When we are engaged in love-making, she is usually quite attentive and in the moment, but getting her there is half the struggle.
Let me explain. For example, she enjoys anal sex while we are doing it. She has the best orgasms that way—getting screwed in the ass with a vibrator on her clit. Every time we have anal sex, she says, “I don’t know why we don’t do this more often. It feels so good.” But even if I ask her a few days later, out of repression, she says she isn’t interested. When we do it again, the story continues. After she first learned to deepthroat my cock, I asked her how it was. She said I hadn’t even fucked her throat—so it couldn’t have been that bad. I asked her if it was easier than anal, and she answered that it was. When I asked her for a repeat performance, she said she would prefer anal. Honestly, I don’t get it. I feel this all stems from the repressing derived from a strict Christian upbringing. She enjoys these things while participating, but she has a mental block when trying to get started. At least she shaves her pussy entirely at least once a month. At first, it was because I asked her to do it. Then, she started to prefer it that way.
I used to have sex every day, if not several times a day. I don’t even want that. Once a day would be nice. Every other day would be fine. Less than that is not enough. Like I was saying, she is an amazing lover, and she is flexible enough to try different ideas. She even comes up with ideas of her own.
I love going down on a woman. I like to make her cum with my tongue. There is nothing quite like it. The good thing is almost every time we have sex, I get to eat her pussy—probably 99.999 percent of the time. As it turns out, she likes it, too.
My wife is into role playing. I think it is a chick thing. She likes to dress up—maybe wear some lingerie. I tell her I would prefer her to just be nude, but she doesn’t seem to understand. The only reason many guys like lingerie is that it is closer to the ultimate goal of her being naked. Of course, if asked by his woman, the answer may be that he prefers lingerie, but that “yes” is the same one given when asked, “Does this dress look good on me?” What else are you going to answer?
In any case, this does not dissuade her. She has collections of clothes reserved solely for use in the boudoir. I don’t mind. They are usually built to be strategically accessible. Skirts are a favourite.
I guess I don’t know where I am going with this, so I’ll just end it here and click Publish.