Politics and Sex (Not the Way You Think)

I’m taking a risk on this post, being so new at the whole sex-blogging thing. But, what the fuck. Nothing ventured…

I admit it. I’m a HUGE politics buff. To boot, I’m a big Barack Obama supporter. So, the past month and a half have not been pleasant for me. He was kicking all sorts of Clinton ass in February and then hit the skids a bit in March. Then his crazy pastor showed up in the news, then disappeared, then showed up again last week and humanized himself, then went crazy again, then Obama had to show him the door, then…ANYWAY, I got so sick and tired of hearing about his fucking pastor that I don’t even miss my expanded subscription – which included MSNBC, CNN, etc. – to DirecTV. The XM RoadyXT that replaced it works just fine, thanks. I’m a big fan of justice and fairness and all that stuff, so the undue attention (in my opinion) paid to a man that isn’t running for president was all a bit much for me. We’ve all got crazy friends. Heck, the guy I hired as my former assistant manager was a born-again Christian. Let’s just say I’m not. Does that mean that I believe what he does? Nope. End of story.

So, what the FUCK does this have to do with sex? Well, let’s say that I get a little wrapped up in the political atmosphere on election nights. My wife has actually gotten to the point where she plans her little getaways to HER blog on nights the results come trickling in. She knows I’ll either be watching the TV or sitting on the computer (as I am tonight), hoping that Barack pulls it off. What politics does NOT do, however, is get me horny. More specifically, politics that I don’t like doesn’t make me horny. Listening to Hillary Clinton’s latest version of the truth doesn’t give me wood. Not that Obama’s words do, either. However, at least when Barack talks, I’m inspired. It makes me feel good. It makes me want to do good. When Obama loses – and I feel that some of them come after shit-filled lies and senseless pandering – I’m not in a very good mood. This doesn’t bode well for me or my wife.

So, why am I writing this? Well, Barack Obama kicked some ass in North Carolina and came in well better than expected in Indiana. There have been calls for Hillary to step aside…finally…and let Obama take the baton in from here. Will it happen? Probably not. Will it translate to more sex? We’ll see. However, the light is at the end of the tunnel for me and I’m hoping my wife will see the change in my mood soon

Now, drop a few bucks into Obama’s coffers and help him kick some McCain ass.

Dear, How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Ways…

There isn’t an hour that goes by where I don’t think about sex in one way, shape, or form. For all the talk about 30 being the point in a man’s life where he starts to hit the sex skids, well, I don’t see it. There are some days where I feel 18 again. At least now I know how to fuck a little better than I did then (I was a virgin).

That said, I’m still damn horny sometimes. Most of the time. I just don’t get the chance to act like I used to. Let’s take today, for example. My wife normally cooks on the weekends. A lot. She baked a whole shitload of cookies this afternoon. I was feeling frisky. I could have gone for a good amount of kitchen sex. Every time my wife came up to give me a hug, all I could do was think about her huge boobs pressing up against me and how I’d like to fuck them. Did I mention my new-found affinity for titty fucking? I digress…Anyway, the “daddy” chorus in the backround was (unfortunately) not my wife’s (imaginary) stripper friends calling me in for a foursome. It was my two freakin’ kids wanting milk or cookies or applesauce or the latest episode of “The Wiggles” to be loaded from the TiVo onto the television. Why can’t I just get 5 minutes of kitchen sex? I mean, I might pray for it next Sunday in church. I can’t remember the last time I had kitchen sex. I’m pretty sure, at the time, we were trying to conceive our daughter. That was almost 4 years ago. Wow.

My wife is more adventurous than previous girlfriends in some ways and less so in others. For starters, she’s anti-anal sex. I had a few previous girlfriends that were cool with it and one that I think, in some sordid and private way, really dug it but was afraid to say much about it for fear of her parents finding out or something (yeah, really…her parents were very religious and expected the same from her…but she was TOTALLY the up-the-butt chick). Somehow, I missed that opportunity, probably due to my own sexual naivete at 19…Anyway, in other ways, however, the wife is more adventurous. Sex toys. Mild forms of domination. Role playing. Games. Dirty talk. It turns me on that she is like this and I wish there were more ways that we could act on them. We just never find enough time…

My wife is slowly, I think, coming around on oral sex, as well. She’s not going to be a swallower any day, but that’s OK. She has EXCELLENT lips and good talent. She, however, could use a small amount of work on going the distance and lightening her workload during the act. It feels excellent when she does it, but using some fancy handwork could go a long way toward making life easier on her mouth. Her mouth doesn’t need to do all of the work. Using her hand as an extension of her mouth would work just fine. I also don’t need to finish during oral sex. I just need her to be ready to fuck the hell out of me (or the other way around) when she’s done.

Now, to the positions during sex. I love to stand up to have sex, as I last much longer. Not sure why. I also get tons of leverage this way and feel more in control. Sometimes this works out, often not. Her on top is great, as well, because I get to hold onto those humongous boobs as she rides me. Always a fan. Then, the best for me, doggy-style. I know she’s not a big fan, as it does almost nothing for her, but there is something about grabbing a woman’s hips tight and pummeling my cock deep into her while I look at her ass that just turns me on to no end. I love the whole of it – the feel, the smells, the sounds, her distant moans. My wife’s hips got wider and more prevalent after she had our two kids and they never went back. This was a HUGE plus for me, as her hips were a little narrow when we first got together. Post-babies, she has some physical changes – both positive and negative for me and for her – but this change is certainly one that is positive and incredibly sexy to me. Oh, and the larger boobs. They don’t seem to have totally gone away. Thanks!

What I long for again is a regular fuck. A good, solid one. Crazy it up once in awhile, too. Domination? Sounds good. Dirty talk? Excellent. Threesome? Well, I guess I’m asking too much…unless I’m not Actually, I’m not totally certain if I could do that comfortably, but I’m a guy, so I have to think that’s cool…

Bring on the good sex…again…