We've been away for awhile and were just wondering if anyone else (other couples mostly) wear themselves out on kink and just want to make love, cuddle, take it slow, ect. We go back and forth but there is always that need for reintegration into just ourselves.

 

I and my papi do. And of course it always pretty swiftly goes back to the kink and lots of fantasy stuff that get's hot and heavy and leads back to the romantic cuddly stuff and the cycle repeats itself. With us any way. I think.

 

Good to know we are not the only ones.

 

We just went away for the weekend ! All about us... no electronics toys or talk of others!

Balance

 

No your not alone. We have yet to take our kinky stuff out of the fantasy stages and make it real yet as far as things with others are involved. But we are working on it. I think.

 

''I think'' they who ever they may be, should make some alternative energy toys. I think.

 

We've done the reality. In my opinion it makes the personal moments that much more special, not that we don't enjoy the shared ones. Just was curious as to how others felt. And we wish you luck and happiness when you come out of the fantasy stage, God knows it took us awhile to get there

 

When my wife & I started dating, we were into sex big time. Often as much as 10-15 times a week. We seldom had a private secluded area, so we quickly developed an enjoyment of sex in places with a slightly higher risk of getting caught. We had sex in places like the middle of a large open grass area of a closed park, under a pine tree along a walking/running trail just 10 feet off the trail but under the cover of the low hanging pine boughs that drooped all the way to the ground, in the stairwell of college class and administration buildings on Saturday nights when all the offices were closed, etc. Now that we've been married for nearly 30 years, my wife has "mellowed out" to where she would rather make love in our own bedroom (when she's willing to make love that is). I, on the other hand, still have that strong desire for the more risky places, and the chances of being seen by others. I have one to accept that I have an exhibitionist deep inside me that wants to come out, so much so that I will walk around our house naked in the mornings, even if there is a chance out neighbors might see me. I enjoy going into the middle of our back yard and masturbating late a night (in fact I just came back from doing that).While I enjoy slow and easy love making, with cuddling, etc., I also enjoy the much higher adrenaline activities where others might see me naked, especially if it's while performing a sex act.

 

I'll tell you about my big boobed friend with benifits from way back in high school and the beginning of college. Notice, none of those bff or any other initials because back in the early 80's we did'nt even have cell phones let alone know (wtf) a computer was. Initials, Ha Ha, get it. Anyway my curvy fwb Kelly, God Bless Her Soul was at the time what any horny high schooler would call curvy and secretly between us would say on the verge of a good looking plump chick to being a fat chick any day, week or month. We all knew but it's an unspoken truth. Anyway I liked to tease her and that led to a lot of touching over the years and even though she was getting bigger, so were her tits and I took advantage of being able to touch, grab anywhere I felt and not only did I like where I grabbed, so did she. Well, between us it actually became near commomplace, barring adults so that when we were going at it too much one day she suggested we go to the beach with a towel and not stop as far as touching goes and let the both of ourselves have free hands to do with and go where they wanted to go, Obviously myself being a lover of breasts it's no secret where my hands went and my mouth went to hers to kiss but not before saying I love that you put our towel down behind the skinniest bush on the beach because if someone walks by I hope they stop to see that Johnny is Fuckin' Kelly and with no, zero none at all shame involved. I was proud to be fuckin' behind what was not even a skinny tree or even a skimpy bush but to be the first from our area to actually not just fuck in public, not be the first to fuck Kelly, I was the 6th but number 1 overall before she died in total numbers, (sad) but the first to be witnessed in a combined State Park/ Provincial Park. For those that don't know the term provincial, it means a measure of a province which are way bigger than states, but no matter to Kelly and I being witnessed fucking in public. we recieved a slap on the wrist that time due to the lack of US or Canadian witnesses on what we figured to be neutral ground. Yee Haw. Kelly since took Fen Fen for weight and sued for millions and won. Her first day with settlement money went to cocaine with many friends and she died from her first hit due to a weak heart. Sorry for those missing and killed by legal drugs and all familys affected in one way or the other. So Sad. To Happy Kelly my friend.

 

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Make Love, Repeat.
That's how you do it.

 

When my wife and I used to fuck......we would certainly go back and forth from loving sensual love making to raunchy, kinky, animalistic sex. Seems more than normal to me.

 

All the time. I like cuddles as much as bondage

 

We go back and forth, there aren't long periods of just one or the other.

 

After 30 plus years of marriage my wife and I got back to basics, I'm jerking myself off and she's doing who knows what or she's doing who knows who?

 

We "make love" more often than we "fuck" but those are not fun stories to tell.
There's enough romance in our relationship that we sometimes annoy our married friends who think that after a certain number of years the bloom should be off the rose.

 

I've been married for 50 years and the bloom still hasn't worn off

 

Kinks were once a mainstay of our sexual diet until the wife's injuries/illnesses made it harder, but we're heading toward a path of repair now that I'm sure will bring them back once again!