How I ruined my birthday night 

God damn it! I and my wife have such a different sex drive and sexual appetite that all our sexual life and sexual harmony often goes to hell. That makes me feel miserable. The day before yesterday was my birthday. It was okay in general. After we woke up in the morning, my wife and children congratulated me and gave their presents. We had our breakfast in a good mood and went to our works. I finished early in the afternoon and drove to a shop and bought a lot delicious food and a couple of bottles of quality alcohol drinks. When my wife came back home we laid the table and had a perfect family dinner. After that we went to our bedroom. My wife started to watch a movie and I lay in the bed. I wasn’t too drunk but slightly tipsy and wanted to have a nap. So I drifted into sleep. When I woke up it was about midnight. The flat was quiet. Children were asleep. I felt I a romantic mood and wanted my wife, I was hard and horny. But the movie, she had watched, was over and she herself fell deeply asleep. She lay next to me and breathed deeply and calmly. I new that would sleep that way until the very morning. I was bitterly disappointed. I read a little, stirred for a while in the bed. I didn’t want to wake up. In the middle of the night she had low or nearly no sex drive. So I could make my quickie to get my orgasm but I didn’t enjoy that prospect. So I went to the bathroom, fill it with warm water and dipped inside. I lay for a while, contemplating about the difference in our sexual clocks and mismatches in our sexual chemistry, and masturbated to releas the sexual tension. Then I took a sleep pill and got back to the bed. As I had supposed, my wife woke up late in the morning just before the alarm clock and tried to hug me and stimulate my penis for a quickie. But I was sleepy and still felt resentment for a waisted night. So I said, “I’ve already taken a bath, masurbated and took the sleeping pill. So sorry, but my night sex party is over. ” She tried to stroke my penis anyway and kept pulling it to her pussy. But I said that I see no difference between a five minutes quickie and masturbation. Now she went mad, jumped out of the bed and run into the bathroom. I follow her and tried to apologize for my stupid and cruel words. But she began accusing me in getting drunk and falling asleep too early and that my sexual desire every night is abnormal because we are not a newly wedded couple.  Our fight escalated and lasted for twenty minutes but after that we somehow managed to make up. Not completely, there were still bitter feelings in both of us. She went to work and I left half an hour later. The whole day dragged slowly and I had a heavy feeling on my heart. When we came back home we neither quarreled nor spoke a lot. After my supper I went to the bathroom and took a bath reading a book. In twenty minutes my wife came in, sat on the toilet and did her pee. Then she ruffled lightly my hair and asked permission to get in the bath with me. But I wasn’t in the mood and said that I’m going out. Before bed I got the sleeping pill again and quickly drifted off. In some time my wife tried to wake me and make sex. “The children are asleep, let’s fuck!”, she whispered. But I was terribly groggy because of the sleeping pill and just drifted away again. In the morning she woke me up early and began stimulating. I was still sleepy but climbed on her and began thrusting into her pussy. My penis was limp, I felt nothing. I persevered for long twenty minutes before I could reach my orgasm. Also it was difficult to call a proper orgasm. I felt nothing, no climax or positive emotions. My sperm just poured on her stomach and that was over…

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