Being bad

Forgive me perverts, for I have sinned. It has been 2 months since my last confession and these are my sins.
I have had impure thoughts of lust and unrestrained sexual behaviour.
I have viewed pornographic images.
I have touched myself.
And I have enjoyed it.

Right. That’s the formalities out of the way …

Yes, Dear Reader, it has indeed been about 2 months since I last blogged. It would be nice to say the spirit was willing but the flesh was weak, but it has been more that the flesh was strong (and hard) but the spirit was unwilling. Initially I was busy with a load of work and I just didn’t have time to blog. Then I kind of lost my sexual mojo.

As we hit March, you will doubtless be disappointed to hear I’ve not got laid this year. Come to that I’ve probably tossed myself off less regularly in the last 8 weeks than at any time since I reached puberty. Maybe it adds weight to my theory that over the years I have become addicted (in a loose sense of the word) to sex. Shooting your load on average twice a day for 30yrs is surely going to lead your body (and mind) to some degree of acclimatisation and expectation. Take that away and things are going to head south in some shape or form.

And they did.
I lost my sexual mojo.

If I feel any real need to confess, it is because I feel a degree of obligation to you, you lascivious bunch of beauties. During my sabbatical, I am flattered to say some of you have obviously not forgotten me.

From amongst my Most Loyal Readers came inquiries about my well being.
Which warmed my heart.

From a couple of my most Generous Readers came pictures of their tits, their arses, and their cunts.
Which swelled my cock.

And from one of my Newer Apostles cam an inspirational and deliciously detailed description of what she imagined doing with my cock.
Which drained my balls very nicely indeed.

But as the endorphin high dissipated, once more so did my mojo.

It’s hard to say whether it was related, but after our New Year fight things were pretty frosty between my Wife and I for a week or so. And whilst the air warmed a little, I made a decision:

Our sexual relationship is over.

As much as I’d like to have a normal, healthy sex life with my Wife, it ain’t gonna happen. (And you know all to well, Loyal Reader, what sort of abnormal sex life I’d prefer.)
Rather than having a dissatisfying sexual relationship that causes disharmony, I would rather have no sexual relationship.
Sex with my Wife is not worth the anguish, frustration, confusion, bitterness, anger, loneliness and resentment that I too often feel in the post coital cigarette moment.

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Now I know there are those will condemn me for this (at least one of my readers has bluntly said they periodically drop by to see if I’ve got my arse in gear, quit my whining and sorted out my marriage) but in my defence, it takes two people to make a marriage, and two people to fuck. And if I am to blame (which I surely am) I am not the only one. Better that we can live together without hating each other than continue to fail to address the imbalance.

And some of the time I’m even OK with that.
Some of the time I have even found my sexual mojo.
In the last couple of weeks I have been back to looking at porn on an almost daily basis. (Especially animated gifs, but more of that in another post.)
And enjoying porn.
And wanking over porn.
Tonight my Wife is away on business, so I’m rubbered up in my latex chaps for the day, and I feel horny as hell.
Fuck! I’m even blogging.
And as I approach my 300th post I’ve even tried to treat my Members Only subscribers with their most requested photo. (It’s not been a simple task, but more of that if I succeed.)

Anyway. The best news is that writing this post has brought some enthusiasm back to my loins.
I have a load of half written posts, and completing them before I write anything new will be a good way to ease myself back into the hot, wet, tight, orgasmic world of sex blogging. Hello Dear Perverts.

18 Responses to “Being bad”

  1. Ahh! Welcome back!!
    I know all too well what it feels like to not get laid for 2 months, so I feel for you. Especially when you’re trying and are in a committed relationship, it gets very frustrating!
    I’m sorry you had to make that decision of letting any hope of a sexual relationship with your wife go. It’s always a tough one to give up on… But you are very right that it takes two to tango, and you cannot do all the work by yourself.
    What I’m wondering now is what you decided to do instead…
    Right, I’ll just enjoy reading your next posts and wait for you to tell us in your own time.
    Oh, may I just add: enjoy tonight ! πŸ™‚

    • Sadly two months is far from our record. What lead up to, and indeed throughout the time we saw a relationship counsellor was 7 months without a fuck.

      What do I decide to do instead? Well it’s probably a good thing I don’t commute into the Big Smoke, work long hours and have lots of money, or I’d probably be slipping my cock into an escort on a regular basis. I don’t want to have an affair (been there done that), I just want sex, so infidelity is unlikely. Which I guess just leaves me with my passions for tugging myself off over pictures of tits, arses, cunts, cocks, dildos and cum. Not that that’s a bad thing. πŸ˜‰

      And then of course there’s my harem (if you’ll pardon the term) out in Blogsville: I love the fact that some of you care enough to keep reading and offer words of encouragement and support. I love the fact that some of you enjoy my exhibitionism and solo sexual playing. And I adore the fact that some of you send me hard core pornographic selfies. I’m sure I’ll get by with your help.

      As for tonight, thanks. I think adding my rubber shirt to my rubber chaps, and fucking my Fleshlight in front of a porno will be most enjoyable.

    • Wow!! 7 months!! That’s long indeed!!
      An affair may not have worked, but myabe find someone with like interests who isn’t looking for any emotional side to the fucking, just about getting some as well? I know, I just read Dawn’s latest post, it’s not always as easy as it seems…
      However, I find that being touched by someone else’s hands is much different than being touched only by your own; and that touching someone isn’t quite the same as only seeing pictures… no matter how hardcore your harem gets.
      Whatever you decide, good luck with it.
      (and sorry your evening wasn’t quite as pleasant as you’d hoped)
      XO

  2. Now I feel like a jerk friend. I get so caught up in myself I hadn’t even thought of sending you a photo. Really I was thinking all was well with you because you weren’t blogging, not the contrary.

    Glad to hear you are back in the saddle.

    Bises to My Fairy Blog Father (yeah, I know I’m older than you!)
    Dawn

  3. revealedwoman Says:

    Good to see you back posting AM and pleased to hear that writing a post has brought some ‘enthusiasm back to your loins’ πŸ˜‰

    • Bizarrely, on the day that saw me writing that phrase, wearing rubber, and spending a significant portion of the day enjoying sex blogging and porn with the minimum of a semi, by the time I got to bed I’d somehow lost that enthusiasm. And even as I struggled to get to sleep in a blissfully empty bed, I couldn’t even quite be bothered to toss myself off into slumbers. Utterly baffling.

  4. Dear A.M.
    I have certainly missed your postings. You have to do what is in your heart. I do understand, and I feel sad that your partner has lost interest sexually, and intimately with you.
    As you know us perverts stick together and support each other. So although this reply is belated to your posting, please know I wish You only the very best. I hope I’m not out of line by extending some information that you probably already know. Its my concern for you. It’s vital that you continue to maintain an erection daily. As the saying goes if you don’t use it, you loose it. The erectile tissue can shrink therefore creating difficulty in getting an erection. And if you happen to be on any blood pressure or heart medications that can also diminish erections. Just wanted to pass informative health information along to a fellow friend.
    Much Love,
    Anastasia

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