Sex Droughts

tell me about this clawing personality

just wouldn't accept that I didn't want to sell her something for less than I thought it was worth, and made me talk for about 20 minutes before I had to cut off the conversation and leave. She did send me a photo (weird in itself) before she tried to bargain me down, because she didn't have a car and wanted me to drive out a few miles to meet her. Like "hey, I'm attractive, it's worth your time to drive out to sell me your phone". The pic BTW was either heavily photoshopped or simply of someone else.

post it

I long ago deleted it. Looked 30-ish, average looks-wise but could see me with her if her personality wasn't so grating

How did y'all meet?
Well, she offered to fuck me if took $20 off what I was asking for a used smartphone. It's been bliss ever since!

*if I

any girl who starts with "uh do you like r crumb" can get it

o_O

forks!

seriously tho

I really love the expression "can get it" (when used by non creepy dudes obv)

(not calling forks creepy.. just commenting on the great ridiculousness of that phrase)

oh, i suppose i'm a little crepey

Acceptable levels ;)

down to fork

whew. Thankfully the last threes have been

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Last three seconds

Get to spend four nights with my gf starting tomorrow.
Gonna try to convince her to move to my town cuz fuck this shit.

Recently broke a 5-7 year intimacy drought. We were sober, we exchanged names, phone numbers, were fully disrobed, made out a lot, and neither of us fled immediately afterward - in fact we chatted and looked each other in the eyes in silence. I had literally forgotten that that was a thing! Whee! The intimacy was so surprising I had to make sure I didn't accidentally say "I love you" (which happened once many years ago....).

Basically instead of being like being each others' pocket pussies with pulses, it was pretty fucking awesome! I am really wanting to do it again and he seems really into it too.

That's great! I'm happy for you. :)

Having sex sober >>> sloshed.

I watched The Rules of Attraction in 2004 and even then the line "Before he came, it hit him. He can't remember the last time he had sex sober." gave me pause. Since then until last week, there *might* have been one or two sober quickies, but I can't remember them.

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Sex sober is one of those almost-impossibilities for me. Which means that temperance probably has a lot to do with the length of this sex drought.

I've almost always had sex sober. Being drunk makes me too drowsy most of the time.

Realisation that this is no longer a sex drought. I really am never going to have sex again. :-(

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Given that I have just come home from a date with a person I am really attracted to, and p much ran away from, I fail to see how meeting crepey strangers is going to help.

Don't run away next time!

Yeah, I think we've zeroed in on at least one problem.

Guh, sorry wcc. The conflicts between upstairs and downstairs suck. And sometimes parts in the middle get involved to make matters worse.

Sober sex is great but really difficult when I don't have an emotional connection with the other person. There were times when I thought I had E.D. b/c there was absolutely no stirring even though I was with a cute guy and dying of horniness, but I didn't care about him. I haven't had a real connection in over 10 years, so here and there I've gotten myself sssshhiittayyy enough to trick my heart into believing it was in love long enough for my head and crotch to get some play.

Then I stopped drinking in June and I wondered if that was the end, but and then along came a cloudburst. It's really fucking confusing. The newness of all this is like stuff I felt around age 14 at the first real blast of puberty.

I was afraid of sex for a long time (not so much the act but the *consequences*, ie parental, social, physiological)...never even occurred to me to try it sober almost until I was married. And then a long time to really relax into it. It's much nicer sober, but I def understand how hard it is to get past the anxieties of doing so. :)

Related thread:

How do non-drinkers get laid?

Don't drink, don't smoke – what do you do?
Don't drink, don't smoke – what do you do?
Subtle innuendos follow
There must be something inside

I was just singing that this morning for completely unrelated reasons.

I never got that subtle innuendo tbh.

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Slowly pushing toward the 1.5 year mark at this point, which becomes simultaneously less and more concerning with each passing day (i.e. I don't know how much I honestly care although I feel like I should).

hey, I know/knew the author of that book up dere

i own a copy of it!

now in its second edition apparently. New cover. I read it about 8 years ago, recall it being useful but don't remember it well. Wasn't fully conscious whilst reading it....

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I never got that subtle innuendo tbh.

― ledge, Thursday, September 13, 2012 8:30 AM (4 days ago) Bookmark

Me neither. What is it?

Are you being serious?

Because that was a joke that flew completely over my head when I was 11 and first heard (and went bonkers for) the song and didn't actually get until I heard the song when I was about 30. And that was the longest payoff ever between hearing a joke and getting the punchline.

The joke is probably on me because everyone else got that joke in 1981 but it took me 20 years. :-/

I may be hopelessly naive but I am also completely serious, what is it then?

"Don't drink, don't smoke, what do you do" ::wink wink nudge nudge you must be doing a lot of sexing to make up for the lack of excitement in your life caused by not indulging in intoxicating substances:: kind of subtle innuendo follows.

Huh. I assumed that the subtle innuendo was in the line that followed - that there must be something inside like Labi Siffre.

that's what i kind of assumed but ruled out as being too shit.

Subtle innuendos follow

I was never even able to understand what was being said here. Thanks, ilx!

OK so this is going to sound like I put way too much thought into the matter, but in reality the reasoning that follows just happened in dribs and drabs whenever I have heard this song over decades.

I thought maybe "What do you do?" was the innuendo, but then the word "follow" threw me off - innuendos were to follow, and the lyrics that followed were "must be something inside," which was either really dirty ("something" = a dick "inside" = inside your mouth/s down south) but that seemed too raunchy, so maybe it meant "there must be something - religion, spirituality - inside of the person being addressed that keeps her (or him) from partying, but that didn't answer the question of what the subtle innuendo might be.

In the end I always just went back to figuring the innuendo was that the person didn't drink or smoke, so she must fuck, and apparently I was right.

I wonder if he was trying to pick up on ian mackaye.

This is one of those great songs that for whatever reason I haven't heard in over ten years. I never listened closely to the lyrics; I assumed he was just mocking some girl who lived a dull life. I only now realize he's singing about himself and asserting to would-be interviewers that you can have a good time even without alcohol or drugs, maybe along with a general rant about how rock stars are so often portrayed as overly hedonistic boozers druggies.