Jenni,
Oh, but she says he's not simple enough to be her monthly boy toy. I told her that's reductive, and she said she's reduced by men to boobs, ass, and pussy every night, so it's all good. I think she's a bit jaded.For clarification, I asked what she means by "well hung," since some of us mean different things by that. She said long and thick, but she'd.consider thick and average length to fit her definition as well. I asked her if Hubby, who is thick and average length, qualified for her as well hung. She said he hit most the right places, so she wouldn't say he wasn't.
Thanks, Vita.Jenni,
I think I'm going to enjoy this thread. My hubby and I are both poly, and I'll be interested to hear your experiences. Even if you aren't much of a fan of them, the thought of you in a sundress sounds delicious. I first noticed you over on the Yoga Pants and Leggings thread where it appears you and I have similar tastes in other women.
Vita
. Oh, and some fantastic, and unexpected, girl/girl sex. 
You're most welcome!Thanks, Vita.
I just realized that my previous post in this thread was my 666th post. How delitefully wicked!
There used to be a US Highway 666 in New Mexico. I have a picture of me by the a sign for it. I had gone there in college with friends just so we could say we drove on the highway.You're most welcome!
They've changed the number, but I don't remember what it is now.
Great, now I have "Highway to Hell" stuck in my head!There used to be a US Highway 666 in New Mexico. I have a picture of me by the a sign for it. I had gone there in college with friends just so we could say we drove on the highway.
Of course we had that on CD and listened to it while driving on Highway 666. Four girls in an old Camry thinking we were badasses.
A friend on here called it soap opera level drama. It feels like a lot of my life has been that way.
Far more interesting than what most of us have going on, you keep busy for sure but I hope things are getting closer to where you wanted them to be (at least orgasm wise)A friend on here called it soap opera level drama. It feels like a lot of my life has been that way.
OK, now I'm picturing what four girls could get up to in a old Camry. Hot! If a bit cosy.Of course we had that on CD and listened to it while driving on Highway 666. Four girls in an old Camry thinking we were badasses.
Nothing amongst the four of us (I was in denial about being bi, as was one of my friends; the other two were straight). But we did use fake IDs to go to a little bar and hook up with some guys. Well, three of us did. One had a serious boyfriend and did not partake.OK, now I'm picturing what four girls could get up to in a old Camry. Hot! If a bit cosy.
Oh, I whole-heartedly agree with this approach. That is one of the few rules that my hubby and I have, no one we know as a couple, or one of us work with, or that's a good friend of either of us. It just makes things messy and awkward. Our only other real rule is that everyone involved is informed. My hubby knows if I'm seeing someone else and vice-versa, and our other partner's know that we are not monogamous, but that everyone involved is OK with that.So, I'm going to take a different route. Misty suggested I look outside people I know (especially outside people with whon I work or used to work). I agree. And she said she would help. So, I'm excited to see where this leads, but no more rushing into something I built up to be more important than it was.
Ah, relegated to the bin of "What might have been." *sigh* Still, it's a sexy thought.Nothing amongst the four of us (I was in denial about being bi, as was one of my friends; the other two were straight). But we did use fake IDs to go to a little bar and hook up with some guys. Well, three of us did. One had a serious boyfriend and did not partake.
How about we have one of those famous cups of coffee and a muffin how far are you from Colorado ?I'm sitting here watching Hubby and the Kiddo playing, and I want this to be enough for me. And it is, in terms of family. But...
I do not think I'm wired for pure monogamy. Before the Kiddo came along, I had a series of girl crushes I didn't act on. I came here as an outlet. I read erotica. I kept it together because I love my Husband.
After the Kiddo, for a year my sex drive was about a third of normal, and that year I did not come on Lit, read much erotica, or think about other people. But when my sex drive came back, it did with a vengeance. Hubby and I came to an arrangement regarding me being with a woman or women. But because of my own inability to hook up, and then Covid, it didn't happen for some time. But the thought it could was enough, until my GF. That helped and made it worse both. It showed me how much I had been repressing. And when that ended, it left me very frustrated despite having a great sex life with my Hubby.
Now, with the new arrangement with Hubby, I'm ready to be what my polyamorous soul wants me to be. But I'm worried I may have lost mojo with guys. Pre-Hubby it was so easy. Pick a cute guy to hook up with, tell him what I would do (blow him, usually), he would agree happily, and we would go somewhere I could do what I did best. The vast majority of guys jumped at the chance. I few said they had girlfriends or were just not interested, but a very small percentage. I didn't get all worked up about it or disappointed in the rare instances it didn't. But I fell apart today. And as Kelly pointed out, the guy really wasn't worth all that. He was good enough and available, I thought. Maybe today was for the best.
So, I'm going to take a different route. Misty suggested I look outside people I know (especially outside people with whom I work or used to work). I agree. And she said she would help. So, I'm excited to see where this leads, but no more rushing into something I built up to be more important than it was.
Lucky bastard.I woke up in a very positive mood this morning. Hubby knew something was up with me last night, but didn't press when I told him I was just thinking about different things. We then made love in that slow, sensual, romantic way he likes. And it came to me that I don't think I would ever do it that way with another man. That is for us.
I told him that afterward, and that I love him more than I can say. Then he said the sweetest thing. He told me he has no doubts about my love for him, because he has seen how hard I've tried to change who I am for him. He said what he hopes for me is that I can love myself for who I am, not who I think I should be, because he loves me for who I am. He got more sex after that, a bit more energetic than the first time but still the way he likes it...
I told him that afterward, and that I love him more than I can say. Then he said the sweetest thing. He told me he has no doubts about my love for him, because he has seen how hard I've tried to change who I am for him. He said what he hopes for me is that I can love myself for who I am, not who I think I should be, because he loves me for who I am. He got more sex after that, a bit more energetic than the first time but still the way he likes it...
That's what guys here always say, but imagine all the drama and worry my anxious, manic, sex-crazed, low self-esteem, reality can cause. And since I have to hold it together at work, he gets all of it when I'm home. He is by far the best person I know.Lucky bastard.
It's taken even my very smart, very thoughtful and very loving husband years to start to understand what it's like for me. It didn't help that for a lot of those years I repressed it and told him what I thought he wanted to hear. But once he realized how much I was repressing, he did whatever he could to learn and understand. He still compartmentalizes, I think, to accept what I do (or will do) with others, and he will never really be poly himself. But he understand this is not just me wanting other partners. I feel incomplete, restrained, less whole, when I try to fit myself into that little monogamous hole society tries to shove us in.
I have all that without the sex, so he's lucky in my book.That's what guys here always say, but imagine all the drama and worry my anxious, manic, sex-crazed, low self-esteem, reality can cause. And since I have to hold it together at work, he gets all of it when I'm home. He is by far the best person I know.
My moods have been very volatile. I sat and cried yesterday for no discernable reason. I've been alternatively cranky and needy. My sex drive is all over the place from almost nothing to extreme horniness, even for me. And my anxiety is out of control. I kept waking up last night thinking there were people all around expecting something from me. No dreams I can remember, but just that feeling of pressure and expectation.
