On Your Way to Making Love Accessible Another Sexy Tip…

It’s been such a trip to hear from some of you and how it’s worked out to follow the 20/20/…rule. Let’s give ourselves a break and be OK with the fact that by the time we are getting to the final 20 in the three twenties, it’s not lasting THAT long. Questions? Just see tip #1. I must say that it has been well noted that getting there has been MUCH more enjoyable! If the actual act isn’t lasting that long, possibly because you have simply RUN out of TIME (insert giggle), or because it’s freaking exhausting to make it to 40 minutes! Either way, good for you for trying!

Tip #2:  Get Vocal!

Calm down you crazies! This isn’t THAT type of blog. What I mean, is it’s time to explore what turns you on, gets you going and find a way to let your partner know!

How exactly does someone do this?  It’s hard right? It’s just not a natural conversation. Can you imagine the next ride in the car?

Me: “Hey babe, I was reading this new book and the main guy had this way of lifting his girl onto the kitchen counter when unpacking the groceries. They had this amazing make out session while putting away the groceries…there was butter…it was so hot.”

Him: **silence** yeh…I can’t even imagine the response I would have gotten to that one. I mean, who am I to call out the one thing that he couldn’t actually do? Because he has muscular dystrophy and can’t lift me? Um…nope. I wish.  While I may struggle with some changes in my husbands body, I can only imagine what he may struggle with as a man who’s wife has gained weight and aged since she was 17 year old dancer.

So, clearly what happens in these books I love to read can’t always happen in my world and that’s totally cool! I DO have a way to use those books to improve my love life. How?

I’m so glad you asked! Here’s a short list of the ways I’ve learned to share my intimacy goals and how any  disability has yet to get in the way:

1. Read to Rev the Engine

Audible is my best friend. She is there for me when I am driving, walking, doing dishes, vacuuming, taking a long bath…you get the idea. I adore Audible because actors (really good ones) read all sorts of genres of romance. Don’t limit yourself! Try kinky! If you hate it, you click the rerun button and poof! They have a listener guarantee! You get your credit back! Check out my Goodreads for some of my favorite books. We all saw how the lines of BDSM were shaded between black to grey. Some may say, they found a thread of romance in something they once found scary and barbaric. Reading about rope tying with the Bound Series may not lead you to enrolling in a Shibari class, but it may inspire you to see what it’s like to let go and give up some control. Something that caregivers especially may find comfort in.  Just listening to the Millionaire finds young single girl drama  or any of the amazing Christina Lauren books give us a break from reality. By the way, I absolutely die for their writing! I found that I like things a bit less innocent than I realized. No, you won’t see me at any BDSM or adult club, but I get pretty turned on by a good public voyeur scene… in a BOOK people! For my HUSBAND. (Just wanted to clarify)  There is a lot of variety out there. I’ll be sharing a preview of a new series by one of my favorite authors this week, you won’t want to miss it! In fact, she (J.A. Huss with her new writing companion Actor and Screenwriter Jonathan McClain) will be promoting the first of four books through a Blitz featured on our very own web site with many free giveaways. Check back throughout the week.

If you don’t want to spring for Audible, (they also have a all you can read romance, the library has some fabulous Maya Banks books for beginners. For free! Try the public library e-book programs they all have now. Even Kindle offer free Erotica to launch new authors.

How do I let my husband know about what I am hearing? Well, I’ve been known to leave my book playing in bed at night. I go to sleep and I am quite sure he gets an idea of what I like. Through this method, he’s heard a few ear fulls of sexy scenes that had to have turned him on. It’s gotten to the point where I can now tell him about my books as our little joke. He loves making fun of them and how much I listen to them. However, as evidence shows, he has caught on to my listening patterns. I have gotten more bold. The more I hear, the less shy I am to bring it up in our conversation. I’ve even found that I’ve been able to help direct what is going on during our time alone as well. A grab or touch here or there and hot damn!  That Audible fee is paying off. I  challenge you to find your way into a book, audio or the old fashion type. I would like to guarantee you will find some kindling for your fire. (Update***Check out my Goodreads Profile for some ideas and if you aren’t sure what to read and have some idea, I am happy to point you in the right direction to what you may enjoy***)

2. Late Night “Cable” Shows

Not for me, but out of respect for my husband it makes the list. He’s visual. I like a story line and a little thrill of the chase I get in said book or short story. At the very least, I can use this time to point out how repetitive and unrealistic the show is. We squabble, tease, and eventually I’ve got his attention more than the show.  I then give him my own little lesson of what I learned about the subject at hand…and the show is forgotten!

There’s your Sex Therafree for now…Enjoy!

KJ

Hardened

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So…I’ve got this little issue that began a few years ago with a series of three (well four) books that opened the door to what they would then label mommy porn. It was just the beginning for me of a new era of reading. I was so bored with books, even more bored with my love life. As you may know, we had been married around 19 or 20 years then and our love life was, well…missionary. Then came “mommy porn” and it’s gold rush of accessibility on e-readers, Audible and hiding a book behind another more serious book.

Slowly, conversations around the lunchroom and specific friends would change and we had quite a fun time sharing some of our favorite fantasies expressed more like “did you read that one scene where…” and so on. Subtlety, I remember twisting my body a bit this way and that way in bed during our “marital relations” in an effort to express subconsciously what was exploding out of my head as what I really wanted in bed, but was way too embarrassed to ask for. Yeah, that didn’t work too well. An old tie snatched out of the closet and placed on the nightstand went unnoticed. Months of this carried on. Frustration, both sexually and in our daily relationship grew as I continued my secret reading club of one. Building expectations and for some completely pathetic way never expressing them to my husband and resenting him for it. Until I began taking more, researching more, and slowly opening up to him about what I was reading. On long car rides, I would chime in…with a snuggle to the right side of the driver, hand along his inner right arm.

“Don’t you want to hear about this amazing Japanese rope tying thing I read about in this series. It’s really not what you think! The book makes it seem like so much more!  There’s this class in the city where you meet up and try it? Wanna go?”

Ok. I knew it was a long shot.  I wasn’t expecting him to sign up for any class or join a bunch of weirdo sex freaks on the top of a local hiking ridge with a variety of rope and yoga mats, but remember, we are still working on getting that neck tie around my eyes. The tie on the night stand? Yeah, that was my reality. It hadn’t moved.  Let me give credit where credit is due by the way. If you’ve never read the amazing “Mastered Series” by Lorelei James, Including Bound, Unwound, Schooled, Unraveled, and Caged , do yourself a favor and give at the very least the first one a try. Here’s the link on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/series/109024-mastered

Anyhow, this whole series was what started the conversation between my husband and I. It was like I had to prove the beauty in what looked and sounded so ludicrous and San Francisco BDSM like when I would try to explain it. Nothing could do it justice like Lorelie James did. Maybe it was a cultural thing. Maybe we needed to go to Japan. Maybe I was craving not just some dominance but some protection. Protection not in the bedroom or from bad guys but from life and daily struggles of our life itself? These are the topics that started to build in our conversations.

Our conversations started to change with books I would read. I didn’t always stick with hard core erotica books. I love a good romance with the billionaire. My expectations would get to high and  I would get home from a day of teaching disappointed that the man wasn’t waiting with his private jet and ready to strip me naked. So I would turn to more real world romances.

Books where they didn’t always have to be a millionaire or a girl in distress, where there was a sexy working man and he was good enough because HE loved HER. The author did THAT good of a job depicting the love that grew between the two “average”, but let’s not fool ourselves and say they weren’t always beautiful, characters, in a way that kept us strung along that first two thirds of the story until the problem climaxed and thank God, with an hour left in the book, we knew we had at least one good love scene left after resolution and a happily ever after.

Why do any of these books really matter? What do they really have to do with my love life? They opened the door to communication. My husband needs a visual stimulation. Most men do and for anyone out there who thinks their husband doesn’t, good for you. Check his internet history girlfriend. It’s nature. I needed my own kick starter and that was literature.

Books have led to a point of sexual liberation in our relationship. I will go into those fun details another time, and I am no sex therapist, but I did meet with one. We do have special challenges in our marriage. Our sex life is complicated by a neuromuscular disease and my own body pain and limits that I am working on. However, we now have intimacy vocabulary to work with that we never had before. We are not immune to love, intimacy, realistic expectations. I do see how some of this erotica and definitely porn can cause that issue in young relationships and sadly, young girls and boys are developing unrealistic visions of what love and respect for their body limits may look like. I’m sad for that. Truly. But that’s not what I am writing about or advocating.

My love life and relationship and even the family dynamics in my home have changed because I have expanded my sexual database (what a lame word-I can’t think of the right one for now this will have to do). My sexual repertoire! That’s the word.  Sex is healthy. Teens, heck, any kids need to know that their parents love each other and to see a heathy example of love in their daily life.  I love that I have invested into my imagination and dared to share this with my husband. He has risen to the challenge. My heart isn’t hardened but it’s safe to say that other things have been. Wink, wink.