catservant
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How does one cope with a partner who's lost his or her taste for kink?
When my wife and I first started dating, and lasting into the first several years of our marriage, we both had very active sexual imaginations. I have some very specific turnons (the specifics aren't important, just know that they aren't unhealthy nor illegal) that with whom my wife was the first woman who I was able to share - and who didn't run screaming, so to speak.
However, fast forward to the present, and it seems that her sexual tastes have gone near 100% vanilla, while my kinky side is as strong as ever, if not stronger. While we do have sex on a regular basis (arguably, I'd like more, but doesn't every guy?), anything indulging my, um "extra needs" is rarely acknowledged, and if I ask it's almost always "maybe next time". This is from a still-sexy woman who used to volunteer her own kinks on a regular basis, and enthusiastically indulged mine as well. However, when asked why she doesn't want to do it anymore, the response is pretty much a denial - "oh, I still like to do that", but "not now". Pointing out the pattern doesn't change her stance either.
At one point I decided to run an experiment of sorts - I stopped mentioning kink completely, just to see if she would ever bring it up. She didn't...for months. When I finally brought it up, she got even more defensive - she actually claimed that since I hadn't asked for any "extras" that she thought I had gotten over my kinky needs as well. As you might expect, it wasn't a pleasant moment.
Of course, the problem now is that now that I *know* she has no interest anymore, I feel even worse about bringing it up, and even when she goes along at my insistence - with a small subset of our old menu that she considers the least "out there" - she can't even fake any enthusiasm for it, which pretty much kills it for me as well.
The *really* frustrating part here is, I don't think I had unreasonable expectations going into this marriage. It took me a long time to find someone with whom I felt compatible, not just sexually, but intellectually and emotionally, and I feel like that wonderful, smart, kinky woman has been taken away and replaced with an impostor.
So far my coping mechanisms have been a porn collection that would make Caligula blush, reading the Literotica boards, and fantasizing over the occasional local Craigslist ads. No, I haven't strayed from my marriage, but the temptation to get, um "professional help" is there - especially since I'd have a hard time starting an affair with someone else who can indulge my particular kinks. Hell, it was hard enough the first time.
I find myself vacillation between two different moods - one minute I feel like a deviant sex addict, who's so far gone he can't appreciate vanilla sex, and the next I'm angry at my wife for her inability to handle my needs like she used to. For the record, she's stayed fit and sexy over the years - it's just her tastes that have changed, which she can't admit to herself.
Thus ends this wonton tale of woe. Anyone else here experienced anything like this? Any advice besides "keep good backups of the /video directory"?
When my wife and I first started dating, and lasting into the first several years of our marriage, we both had very active sexual imaginations. I have some very specific turnons (the specifics aren't important, just know that they aren't unhealthy nor illegal) that with whom my wife was the first woman who I was able to share - and who didn't run screaming, so to speak.
However, fast forward to the present, and it seems that her sexual tastes have gone near 100% vanilla, while my kinky side is as strong as ever, if not stronger. While we do have sex on a regular basis (arguably, I'd like more, but doesn't every guy?), anything indulging my, um "extra needs" is rarely acknowledged, and if I ask it's almost always "maybe next time". This is from a still-sexy woman who used to volunteer her own kinks on a regular basis, and enthusiastically indulged mine as well. However, when asked why she doesn't want to do it anymore, the response is pretty much a denial - "oh, I still like to do that", but "not now". Pointing out the pattern doesn't change her stance either.
At one point I decided to run an experiment of sorts - I stopped mentioning kink completely, just to see if she would ever bring it up. She didn't...for months. When I finally brought it up, she got even more defensive - she actually claimed that since I hadn't asked for any "extras" that she thought I had gotten over my kinky needs as well. As you might expect, it wasn't a pleasant moment.
Of course, the problem now is that now that I *know* she has no interest anymore, I feel even worse about bringing it up, and even when she goes along at my insistence - with a small subset of our old menu that she considers the least "out there" - she can't even fake any enthusiasm for it, which pretty much kills it for me as well.
The *really* frustrating part here is, I don't think I had unreasonable expectations going into this marriage. It took me a long time to find someone with whom I felt compatible, not just sexually, but intellectually and emotionally, and I feel like that wonderful, smart, kinky woman has been taken away and replaced with an impostor.
So far my coping mechanisms have been a porn collection that would make Caligula blush, reading the Literotica boards, and fantasizing over the occasional local Craigslist ads. No, I haven't strayed from my marriage, but the temptation to get, um "professional help" is there - especially since I'd have a hard time starting an affair with someone else who can indulge my particular kinks. Hell, it was hard enough the first time.
I find myself vacillation between two different moods - one minute I feel like a deviant sex addict, who's so far gone he can't appreciate vanilla sex, and the next I'm angry at my wife for her inability to handle my needs like she used to. For the record, she's stayed fit and sexy over the years - it's just her tastes that have changed, which she can't admit to herself.
Thus ends this wonton tale of woe. Anyone else here experienced anything like this? Any advice besides "keep good backups of the /video directory"?