I think that in normal, healthy relationships, that sex can be such a reliable indicator of how things are going. When sexual frequency slows down, it often means that something is going on- whether it's life stress, a partner feeling disconnected, health issues, or something else. Generally, it's a sign that you need to pay attention to whatever is going on so you can refocus on your relationship.
There are lots of times in our lives when things are stressful or busy. It's so easy to think that your relationship can take a back seat for a little while when you attend to what needs doing. But when someone is a priority to you, you need to show them that. You need to make that effort to stay connected, even when there is life stress. That's how people grow together instead of apart.
Henry and I both know that we feel better when we're having lots of sex. We are happier, more relaxed, and we feel closer to each other. And yet sometimes when things are going on, we let it slide, even knowing that. We've been making more of a point that when this happens, that we schedule sex in since it gives us both a boost. It sounds unsexy, but it's so worth it if it means we start getting out of whatever rut we're in!
Of course, that doesn't mean that you shouldn't pay attention to whatever was causing the rut. Sometimes there isn't anything to be done about it, like when there's health issues. But at least acknowledging the issue can be very helpful sometimes. And if there is something you need to talk about? You both will be in a better mindframe after some bedrocking sex!
I have to admit this is why I simply cannot understand cuckold type relationships where the hotwife and cuckold no longer have sex at all. I enjoy chastity play as much as the next Domme, but when I'm done my teasing, I want that device off so I can enjoy my partner's cock! And I never want to lose that intimate connection and bonding when I have sex with someone I love. Sport fucking is just fine, but it misses that wonderful connection and intimacy when you have sex in a relationship.
The past couple of days have been so wonderful and I am feeling much more energized and happy again. Yesterday, Charles came over for date night and we made a meal box together. I really enjoy that as a bonding activity, it's fun to cook something new and different together. Then we went to bed and had some really intimate conversation. Relationships will all hit their own level, like I said in my last post, and while I enjoy sex with Charles, that's not all I want from him. I want that level of trust and connection and emotional intimacy. We've been dating for over a year and a half now, and he means so much to me. And then we had amazing sex :) It's so nice to get it in one package! After this long, it's still hard letting go of him at night so that we can go to sleep (I hate cuddling when I'm trying to sleep!). He had to leave early in the morning for work, but told me he'd come back again tonight.
Henry happened to be home this afternoon, so we decided to build in a little block of time for us! Nooners can be fun, just to shake things up a bit (although that means a lot of sheet changing between partners!). We put on some great porn, and I started off by kissing and touching Henry all over, but not near his cock. He was already so excitable, since he had cleaned out his ass and was wearing one of his favourite plugs. Just feeling my breath over his balls while I was kissing his inner thighs had his cock begging for my attention. But sometimes it's fun to keep him waiting! When he couldn't stand it any longer, I took him all the way in my mouth and played alternately with his nipples and balls while I was sucking his cock. I love listening to his moans and feeling him squirm in pleasure. He didn't want to cum just yet though, so when he got close, it was my turn.
My pussy was already dripping and was so senstive today. I've been having some issues orgasming, as I've mentioned before, but today, it was like it used to be. I came so many times with his hand in my cunt and his fingers on my clit... so good. And then we fucked every which way and I was cumming so hard that his cock was just covered in my pussy juices. When we collapsed in a sweaty, messy heap, we were both exhausted and thoroughly satisfied, and didn't want to let go of each other.
Sex is good. Love is better. Loving sex? That's the best, by far. I love my men, and they love me.
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