Usually I save these kinds of posts for Hump Day but the urgency is real. In my early 20s, I had the best sex of my life. Shout to Crazy and Phoenix! Then mid 20s to late I did some celibacy years (by choice). At 29, I met the Ex Factor and my sex life got exciting again. He was 20 and full of energy. Not to mention I fell in love before he had even touched me so that first kiss sealed the deal that sexually we were compatible. Feeling like sexual soulmates at one time. 😍 I never had a legitimate orgasm with him but something about my body and his…seemed made for each other. I craved him in a way I craved no other before except…maybe Crazy. Never thought there would be a day where I would rather eat a hot fudge sundae instead of doing him. And my latest climax comes from taking a Bobby pin and scratching in between my tracks! 😍🙌🏽 Hey…that’s better than not climaxing at all right?! Lol. I can feel Harmony tossing and turning in her sleep on the West Coast as a result of the madness I’m spitting! She’s all about the sex and I use to be too! Maybe I just need to have a random fling with someone exciting? 😩 Those days been gone. I reformed about two years ago…so for the first time in a long while I don’t have a dude waiting in the wings. I mean I meet men of all races daily but it takes a lot to catch my attention. Penis alone will not make me cum. At this point, I crave the intellectual stimulation as well as the physical. This is what Phoenix and Crazy had in common…the ability to mentally and physically stimulate me. Crazy was a man of the streets but if he had had the right upbringing….he could have been a brain surgeon or a scientist. That’s what attracted me to Dallas too…his intelligence though we never slept together (even after coming pretty close). It’s tough if that person is your real friend. You don’t want to fuck things up with sex and we knew that. So we did not take it there. Maybe if we had…I would have realized that he was my husband. It was the most dangerous game we were both playing. Had others at home waiting on us plus I had Phoenix too. It was a sexually greedy time. So to tease with him or to get into it but never to seal the deal is probably why he’s so memorable. But I digress back into yesterday’s nostalgia post. 🙄 I feel like I’ve accidentally joined the marrieds. Heck some of y’all may be doing it more than me. In the last four months, the Ex Factor and I have only had sex twice and one of those times was the sleeping Penetration episode and the other time was forgettable because like I don’t remember but I know it happened. Our communication is at an all time low and every day I wake up yearning for someone else. Some man that appreciates me and who would never leave my bed/our bed unless he knew I was satisfied. One thing I can give Julio is he always tried even if I didn’t reach my peak. He tried! But I spoiled the Ex Factor from the jump (big mistake) and now I feel emotionally and physically neglected. I know the two are connected. I don’t feel valued so I’ve lost interest in our sex life. And while he’s patient…he’s a terrible listener. The Ex Factor hears what he wants. And that leaves me dry… still are folks getting a lot of sex? If so write in about it! I want to hear about true passion! Reading about it is better than nothing! Lol. ~KJM is part of the Ain’t gettin none crew on Temptation Tuesday! I’m now living vicariously through my readers. 😘 Feel free to write in if you aren’t getting any either!