#subproblems

[galaxynightshade666]

While trying to get my husband to mellow and be more patient with sexy time, I said {inserts dyslexia here}, "waiting for you is good" when meaning to say "waiting is good for you."

[darkstarswitch]

The Things I think about...

I know, I know...I am going to be told that I am over thinking. Again. But, I really wish my Sir had not told me that he was “sexually Spoiled.” It has given my ego some bruises even though he tells me over and over that I am just fine the way I am. That I make him cum just as hard as any of the other chicks he had been with. It’s after all is done and I should be drifting off into a deep sound sleep that my brain clicks on and I start having second thoughts. Take for instance, last night. We were both having trouble sleeping, my Sir rolls over to press himself against me, sliding his hand between my legs and we were off to the races. Yeah! Believe me, I wanted this. Soooo, without getting into too much detail (cause we all know just how tender some people are even though I stated that this blog contains adult material) He pulls out and continues to get himself off, this kinda hurt me only because, in my head, suddenly, my pussy was not good enough for him. This has happened before. We screw, he pulls out and he either jacks himself off or I suck him off. He cums, I cum...all’s good right? You would think.

Wrong! It’s right at that moment that I start to think...the other chicks he had been with must have been a hell of a lot more wild than me. They must have had the sucking power of a frickin vacuum! Their pussies must have been tight as hell (I am closer to 50 then you think and I have had four kids and all those chicks before? Well, they were all way, way, way younger then me and waaaayyy younger than my Sir) So I got that much going for me? Sure but it doesn’t always make me feel better to be compared to a bunch of youngsters. It also does not help that I beat myself up over it. Thoughts that I am not good enough. That my Sir prefers to screw younger chicks...yeah. I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep last night.

So what do I do? I try not to let it bother me. I smile because I can get my Sir off. I can lick him, suck him, jack him off and drink him down. Though I would rather it be that my pussy does it for him and he reassures me that it does. Really? than why do you jack yourself off? See? Over thinking. This is why I write. I don’t think I can help myself. I am a grown ass woman. I shouldn’t let petty little shit like this bother me, but, it does. Knowing that his own hand does a better job than me...? UUUUHHHHHGGGGGGG!!!!!

[lifeofapoorvegetarian]

A discussion with my 7th-grade class

Me: Ok class we have been randomly selected to complete the state healthy kids survey. Please answer honestly, it is anonymous.

Many questions and 5 minutes later.....

Me: If you are Hispanic or Latino you will already know, so if you aren't sure please bubble in the "no" option.

[bodypositiveshyloh]

"Were you abused as a kid? Is that why you like this kind of stuff"

.... Yes I was, and no it's not. I was 3.. I'm not going to remember much from being 3, I know it has to do with my irrational fear of closets, my distrust of baby sitters after that, and probably a little bit to do with the nymphomania.. But not bdsm/being a sub/liking being hit hard enough to be bruised.. I was maybe hit twice as a kid and that was it. It's just my personality, and most people in my real life don't even know I'm into bdsm because of shit like this. People this its part of why I've spent most of my life single too.. No, I just don't want to share this with anyone anymore.. I'm not wired for hookup culture, so I'm most definitely not able to share this with someone and not want something more.. That took a little bit to figure out on my own. It's has nothing to do with something that happened 17 years ago.