PerpetualNotion
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jun 22, 2017
- Posts
- 104
This is an interesting topic. This is why I was prompted to sign up to Lit again after waking up at 2am on the sofa at work. I'm not an alt, my membership was way back when, at a very different time in my life. I couldn't ressurect the handle even if I wanted to.
I've been going through an inordinate amount of shit for the whole of my adult life, because we have a genetically inherited degenerative illness in the family. Work has been stressful this past year. I'm now on antidepressants, which allow me to focus on the here and now and be generally more 'present in the present.' None of this has done wonders for my libido. It's not even like I can fake it - of course I know that's not the answer but most people have given 'points for effort' on one occasion or another - because I'm a gusher. It either happens or it doesn't. There's no pretence.
I don't mind maintenance sex and there have been occasions when I've gone along with his initiating out of love rather than lust and some great sex has happened as a result. He can't enjoy himself if I'm not however. He tries to get me there and if I know it's simply not going to happen, I don't want him putting in a load of effort. At certain times during my cycle my nipples and clit are so sensitive that it's mildly torturous having them stimulated when I'm not really aroused. There will be times when his perseverance works and as lovely as that it is, it just seems to vindicate him in terms of when I've tried to focus on his pleasure and murmur that tonight isn't going to be the night. He's almost always up for it - not that he's demanding - but despite the fact he knows I've got other serious shit going on that has nothing to do with him, he will still take anything short of multiple Os (I'm blessed in that regard when I do get going, so he's a little spoiled) as rejection or even as an indication that I'm 'not happy'.
If he could just get into bed with me and not insist on spending ages persevering - which pressures me - we'd have more opportunities for genuinely good sex. Somehow, I don't seem to be able to get this across to him.
Anyway, sorry for the long post.
I've been going through an inordinate amount of shit for the whole of my adult life, because we have a genetically inherited degenerative illness in the family. Work has been stressful this past year. I'm now on antidepressants, which allow me to focus on the here and now and be generally more 'present in the present.' None of this has done wonders for my libido. It's not even like I can fake it - of course I know that's not the answer but most people have given 'points for effort' on one occasion or another - because I'm a gusher. It either happens or it doesn't. There's no pretence.
I don't mind maintenance sex and there have been occasions when I've gone along with his initiating out of love rather than lust and some great sex has happened as a result. He can't enjoy himself if I'm not however. He tries to get me there and if I know it's simply not going to happen, I don't want him putting in a load of effort. At certain times during my cycle my nipples and clit are so sensitive that it's mildly torturous having them stimulated when I'm not really aroused. There will be times when his perseverance works and as lovely as that it is, it just seems to vindicate him in terms of when I've tried to focus on his pleasure and murmur that tonight isn't going to be the night. He's almost always up for it - not that he's demanding - but despite the fact he knows I've got other serious shit going on that has nothing to do with him, he will still take anything short of multiple Os (I'm blessed in that regard when I do get going, so he's a little spoiled) as rejection or even as an indication that I'm 'not happy'.
If he could just get into bed with me and not insist on spending ages persevering - which pressures me - we'd have more opportunities for genuinely good sex. Somehow, I don't seem to be able to get this across to him.
Anyway, sorry for the long post.