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From my own experience... I'd played anally with toys and it was fun but nothing is better for me than the feeling of his cock sliding deep into my ass.... Mmhmm!!
28F.
I went shopping yesterday with my husband and was horny as hell. So when we got to the car (in the parking alley), i just opened his fly and gave him a blow job there while he fingered me...
He loved that...
I have noticed a correlation between spending time with a woman and her libido.
I don't mean that in the "gold-digger" sense..(not that those arrangements are ineffective)....but more in the sense that being provided for (even from a joint bank account) is sexy-ish.
Male - 50s
I met my wife on Lit about ten years ago. We hit it off. Within about six months, she moved a few states over to be with me. We lived together five years before getting married. Looking back on it, we shouldn't have gotten married at all. The trouble was brewing before.
As time went on, the passion was leaking out of our relationship. I had trouble performing at times, mostly due to side-effects from various medications. I saw a urologist and was given samples of Viagra and Cialis to help offset these side-effects. After awhile, I stopped going to the doctor. Why, you might ask? Because my wife wasn't really interested anymore. We'd get things going, and I'd take a pill...then just when it started to take effect, my wife would say something like, "I have a headache..." or "I'm kind of tired..." Always leaving me, pardon the expression, holding the stick. I got tired of always being the one initiating, then getting rejected. We didn't kiss passionately anymore - I would try to extend her peck on the lips, but it's difficult when someone is pulling away from you. We separated, but it was clear to me she didn't want to work on keeping us together. She resented me not being able to get her pregnant. Well, of one never is allowed into the batter's box, how can one hit a home run?
It's better now. I still have trouble performing sometimes, but it's getting better. Being away from her, getting off of anti-depressants, and changing my meds has gone a long way toward my improvement. But the self-doubt remains. Iit's embarrassing to have to admit to women that I have trouble sometimes. It's just sad to me that sex is so much more frightening than delightful at my age.

Male - 50s
I met my wife on Lit about ten years ago. We hit it off. Within about six months, she moved a few states over to be with me. We lived together five years before getting married. Looking back on it, we shouldn't have gotten married at all. The trouble was brewing before.
As time went on, the passion was leaking out of our relationship. I had trouble performing at times, mostly due to side-effects from various medications. I saw a urologist and was given samples of Viagra and Cialis to help offset these side-effects. After awhile, I stopped going to the doctor. Why, you might ask? Because my wife wasn't really interested anymore. We'd get things going, and I'd take a pill...then just when it started to take effect, my wife would say something like, "I have a headache..." or "I'm kind of tired..." Always leaving me, pardon the expression, holding the stick. I got tired of always being the one initiating, then getting rejected. We didn't kiss passionately anymore - I would try to extend her peck on the lips, but it's difficult when someone is pulling away from you. We separated, but it was clear to me she didn't want to work on keeping us together. She resented me not being able to get her pregnant. Well, of one never is allowed into the batter's box, how can one hit a home run?
It's better now. I still have trouble performing sometimes, but it's getting better. Being away from her, getting off of anti-depressants, and changing my meds has gone a long way toward my improvement. But the self-doubt remains. Iit's embarrassing to have to admit to women that I have trouble sometimes. It's just sad to me that sex is so much more frightening than delightful at my age.
Ooooohhhh!! Can we make up badges for us home wrecking tramps so all the innocent, sweet men will know to stay far, far away?!?

What a great idea! Then us bad boys who to wink at when the wife turns away![]()
Awe! How sweet... I can't handle that type of connection, though. Unless it's kept purely platonic, the intensity is too much for me when distance is involved. I need an "end date" or eventual meeting, so to speak.Male - 30s
A New Year's Eve secret...
Over the last month, it has become apparent that I am in love with a woman from Lit. I doubt she feels the same way about me and I know that nothing will happen between us because of circumstances but I am going to enjoy the ride. We talk almost constantly and when we don't talk, I think about her. I wake up in the middle of the night and wonder if she is awake too. She is everything that I have ever wanted in a woman. I absolutely adore her. I would do anything for her. I would give anything to spend the rest of my life with her without any reservations. I recognize that this longing is impossible but I don't care. She makes me feel more alive than anyone ever has in my entire existence. The odd thing is that for the first time in my life, I don't feel sad knowing that nothing will come of this. Just seeing that I can have this kind of deep connection with someone again fills me with hope and because of that, I am looking forward to 2014 and what it may bring.
Sending you hugs and wishing you all the best. That's a really tough situation. It was touching to hear how much you love your wife. I hope you two figure out a way to reconnect and make it work.36 male
My marriage is slipping and I have a choice. I think I know what I’m going to do about it.
I’ve been married for 12 years, we met in college, and for her sex and touching was a way of making her guy stay. So when I stayed not for the sex, but for the rest of her, the sex dried up. It wasn't an over night thing, but as soon as I asked her to marry me, she started having problems with sex. Yes she was on meds, for which I do understand the side effects. I'm not talking about just sex I mean any form of intimacy I need doesn't happen. She got off her meds, got cousoling for the abuse she suffered as a kid. It isn't a body image thing either. Since she got off her meds she now looks better than she did at 20. and that's after two kids.
The problem is that we have opposite love languages. Her’s is doing, mine is touch. I do things for her. We have a very 50/50 marriage. I am the one that stays with the kids when they are sick. I’m the one they run to when they get hurt. I’m the one to patch them up and send them back out. I take them to soccer and scouts. I’m the family chef. I work full time and have a good job. I try to make a romantic gestures that she will notice. I work out and take care of myself mostly. (scotch and cigars are awesome every now and again)In other words I am a good looking guy, and a good guy.
But she doesn’t touch me. I know the date and circumstance of every time she has kissed me in the last six months, because it was twice. It is incredible hurtful to be continually rebuffed even politely.
To those whose first reaction is to say “WELL TELL HER, DUMBASS.” I have. I admit I went dark about a year ago, and we had a huge row after a vacation where I felt especially neglected. She called me on it, and I used the words “I don’t feel loved, I need you to touch me more.” And she did for exactly a month, then her job became stressful, and after several more fights on the same subject I am still waiting for her to touch me.
So what am I going to do? I’m going to keep at it. Why?
Because I love the way she walks into a room. The way she laughs and the gleam in her eyes when she finally finds a way to goose me. I love the way she dotes on our kids, she is a good mom. I love the way she flits around the house, because sitting is evidently optional. I love the way her brow crinkles when she is thinking deep thoughts. I love how intense and motivated she is with her job. I love how competitive she gets over minigolf. In short I’m going to keep at it because I love her……
Sometimes love sucks.

36 male
My marriage is slipping and I have a choice. I think I know what I’m going to do about it.
I’ve been married for 12 years, we met in college, and for her sex and touching was a way of making her guy stay. So when I stayed not for the sex, but for the rest of her, the sex dried up. It wasn't an over night thing, but as soon as I asked her to marry me, she started having problems with sex. Yes she was on meds, for which I do understand the side effects. I'm not talking about just sex I mean any form of intimacy I need doesn't happen. She got off her meds, got cousoling for the abuse she suffered as a kid. It isn't a body image thing either. Since she got off her meds she now looks better than she did at 20. and that's after two kids.
The problem is that we have opposite love languages. Her’s is doing, mine is touch. I do things for her. We have a very 50/50 marriage. I am the one that stays with the kids when they are sick. I’m the one they run to when they get hurt. I’m the one to patch them up and send them back out. I take them to soccer and scouts. I’m the family chef. I work full time and have a good job. I try to make a romantic gestures that she will notice. I work out and take care of myself mostly. (scotch and cigars are awesome every now and again)In other words I am a good looking guy, and a good guy.
But she doesn’t touch me. I know the date and circumstance of every time she has kissed me in the last six months, because it was twice. It is incredible hurtful to be continually rebuffed even politely.
To those whose first reaction is to say “WELL TELL HER, DUMBASS.” I have. I admit I went dark about a year ago, and we had a huge row after a vacation where I felt especially neglected. She called me on it, and I used the words “I don’t feel loved, I need you to touch me more.” And she did for exactly a month, then her job became stressful, and after several more fights on the same subject I am still waiting for her to touch me.
So what am I going to do? I’m going to keep at it. Why?
Because I love the way she walks into a room. The way she laughs and the gleam in her eyes when she finally finds a way to goose me. I love the way she dotes on our kids, she is a good mom. I love the way she flits around the house, because sitting is evidently optional. I love the way her brow crinkles when she is thinking deep thoughts. I love how intense and motivated she is with her job. I love how competitive she gets over minigolf. In short I’m going to keep at it because I love her……
Sometimes love sucks.
36 male
My marriage is slipping and I have a choice. I think I know what I’m going to do about it.
I’ve been married for 12 years, we met in college, and for her sex and touching was a way of making her guy stay. So when I stayed not for the sex, but for the rest of her, the sex dried up. It wasn't an over night thing, but as soon as I asked her to marry me, she started having problems with sex. Yes she was on meds, for which I do understand the side effects. I'm not talking about just sex I mean any form of intimacy I need doesn't happen. She got off her meds, got cousoling for the abuse she suffered as a kid. It isn't a body image thing either. Since she got off her meds she now looks better than she did at 20. and that's after two kids.
The problem is that we have opposite love languages. Her’s is doing, mine is touch. I do things for her. We have a very 50/50 marriage. I am the one that stays with the kids when they are sick. I’m the one they run to when they get hurt. I’m the one to patch them up and send them back out. I take them to soccer and scouts. I’m the family chef. I work full time and have a good job. I try to make a romantic gestures that she will notice. I work out and take care of myself mostly. (scotch and cigars are awesome every now and again)In other words I am a good looking guy, and a good guy.
But she doesn’t touch me. I know the date and circumstance of every time she has kissed me in the last six months, because it was twice. It is incredible hurtful to be continually rebuffed even politely.
To those whose first reaction is to say “WELL TELL HER, DUMBASS.” I have. I admit I went dark about a year ago, and we had a huge row after a vacation where I felt especially neglected. She called me on it, and I used the words “I don’t feel loved, I need you to touch me more.” And she did for exactly a month, then her job became stressful, and after several more fights on the same subject I am still waiting for her to touch me.
So what am I going to do? I’m going to keep at it. Why?
Because I love the way she walks into a room. The way she laughs and the gleam in her eyes when she finally finds a way to goose me. I love the way she dotes on our kids, she is a good mom. I love the way she flits around the house, because sitting is evidently optional. I love the way her brow crinkles when she is thinking deep thoughts. I love how intense and motivated she is with her job. I love how competitive she gets over minigolf. In short I’m going to keep at it because I love her……
Sometimes love sucks.