I've been in a long term monogamous relationship for a decade. Our sex life is great, but I just need more sex, with different men. It's all I think about, all day, every day. I need threesomes, I need different body sizes, different roles, different age groups, I need all of it
My bf is a bit conservative and acts like he is a saint who's never seen a dick before we got together. At the same time, he follows thousands of Instagram hunks, so I don't believe he is blind and not interested in anyone else.
I'm sure he would either be offended if I told him how I feel, or he'd pretend to be more offended than he actually is.
I am not sure I can take it any longer, I just need promiscuity in my life
Hummm. Time for some straight talk, muffin. And I tell it like it is, but know that it is always with lots of love.
1) Okay Veruca Salt (your new name, btw)…Dafuq is “I need all of it!” stuff? Umm, if you look into the window, you‘LL see that, after a decade, you already have all of it, sweetie. In any event, please be cognizant of his feeling here. A decade is a long time. Don’t break his heart. He sound sweet, actually. With a decade behind you, you might wake up and realize one day that you had it pretty good and should have ridden this “impulsive“ “I want!” phase out. VERY RARELY would someone take another back after a brutal heartbreak. Just be kind, and think of him as well. That isn’t a burden. After a decade, that’s a responsibility and the morally right thing to do. Talk it out and go to a swingers party. Get it out of your system. Believe me, you’ll say, “Umm, well, it was fun… but it won’t last forever. It was a meaningless fuck...”
2) If it’s time to break up, then you need to have this discussion. Be hones, but be kind.
3) So what he follows Instagram guys? That’s irrelevant, honey. And thinking for him with what he may or may not feel is very unfair and pretentious of you. I say that with love, so just listen to what I’m sayin’.
I’m just going back to what I originally said: Shit or get off the pot, work your own “stuff” out and please don’t break his heart in the process. You seem like everyon, including myself, always wondering about the “what if’s”.
And hey, all those voices in your head stop after a while. Not after having sex with lots of guys in all sizes n‘ all that stuff. Nope. It stops when you look over at your boyfriend in bed one morning, all asleep, all alone, in his dreams, and you see him for the first time. THAT is when you know you would never break his heart. Not for all the dick in the world.
kisses on your pink parts
JEFF