soulflower

johnnybee:

outofmeontoyou:

I listen. I hear my co-workers bitch about their husbands wanting sex. I hear them talk as though it’s a worse chore than doing dishes. I work with about twenty women, only two tell me that they like sex. When I look at those two and the others to see what is different, I see an insistence upon remaining sexual vs an acceptance of asexual. I know I could opt to be asexual. I choose to be hypersexual. I believe a strong sexual identity is best for me and my marriage and I live in a way that supports that identity. I have never owned a pair of sweat pants, ever! All of my clothing, even what I wear to work in the yard, makes me feel sexy. It may not be everyone else’s idea of sexy but it’s mine. I read about sex, talk about sex, laugh about sex, and,consequently, think about sex all day, everyday. I verbally & physically provoke my husband every chance I get: in the car, at the grocery store, in the kitchen. The bedroom is the finale but the pleasure builds all day long via text, pictures, touches both “accidental” & intentional, flashing of tits, ass, pussy at dangerous times. I also do not look away from other men. I take in that eye candy and allow that bit of something new to benefit my husband. It is foolish to pretend the entire world does not exist just because of the ring on our finger. No wonder the genitals atrophy when we stick them on a deserted island with no stimulation, no reason to salivate! My husband tells me all the time “I love that you are a slut.” Being a slut is a significant part of how I choose to love him and me.

yesssss

 thankfully i have a husband that is open to this although i do think i wear him out. younger men i thought they were supposed to have more stamina!

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