Thursday, May 04, 2006

for crying in a bucket

You know really. So now I’m too sexually demanding.

We have sex whenever we see each other. I love giving him blow jobs. It’s cold outside! In the name of Satan, where is the problem? Apparently once a day is too much.
For fuck's sake.
I’m guessing I’ll need an extra stash of batteries for my vibrator. He’s going to be a busy boy this winter. Too much sex. Pah.

I’m going to teach my boyfriend a little lesson. From now on, no more initiating! More masturbating!
(Must remember to keep it down now that Dad’s staying with me. But that’s a whole other story altogether. Nuts are in season.)

Small Bum is taking me out for dinner tonight. I'll be damned if I suggest anything kinky after the bill has been paid.

PS: Nymphomania rocks, btw. You wish you could be me. Horny all fucking day long. Horny during lunch, horny when I fill up my car, horny when I grocery shop, horny when I watch The Bold & The Beautiful.. Yes I actually watch that pile of shait.

26 comments:

Anonymous said...

There is only one solution Peas: Find another fellow Nympho!

Peas on Toast said...

We may end up killing each other. Through sexual exhaustion.
I need a challenge Daytripper. I'll ensure that tonight I will look so hot (in my winter woolies....) that he'll be tearing my clothes off before we even make it home...:)

Anonymous said...

Make him wait again. He'll be crawling by the end of the week. And Peas - there's no such thing as too much sex. ;-)

Peas on Toast said...

Jam - I totally agree. It's my daily sexercise. The little bugger is going to have to grovel at my feet before I voluntarily take my clothes off!

serendipity said...

Out of me and my other half, I've got the higher sex drive. I find that if I threaten him with a sex ban, he is suddenly very much in the mood!!

Peas on Toast said...

A sex ban - now we're talking!
Except that I find it difficult to ban myself. If Small BUm throws the option of sex my way, I usually take it. I always take it.
I'll just ensure that he is the one to suggest it from now on. And every now and then I'll say no. This is big steps for me.

Daedalus said...

The never ending saga of:
Quantity vs. Quality
Efficiency vs. Effectiveness

GoDsGiMp said...

Hmm peas- As I see it you are faced with several options.
1. Move to country where polygamy is legal, get yourself one small bum, one hunky hairyface and one overly endowed. Then you have one for almost every type of occasion and should never be left unsatisfied.
2. Withhold, may seem scary for you, but it works like a charm, he will be begging for it.
3. Say either; "Don't I make you horny, is that it?" or "Such a pity you can't keep up, my ex could do it at least 3times a day." Either one of those should insult his manhood enough to get serious results.

And if none of those work, remember that their are those out there who may have it worse. Eg; I was skinny dipping etc at secluded mountain pool this wkend, with no-one around and my g/f 'wasn't in the mood'.. sigh!!

Anonymous said...

All of this is just plain crazy.
Are you for real?

Peas on Toast said...

Daedalus - in my world, the rare usually notion of fusing quality and quantity is commonplace. It happens everyday. :)

Peanut - and this is why I love blogging. Because I also think I'm the only one out there [with a stupendously large sex drive.] ;)

Godsgimp - you're a card. You make me laugh. Hunky hairyface?? wahahahaha! :)

Martin - Believe it. Cos it's true. I'm as real as the sun china.

Daedalus said...

Geeze~Peas

Should try *quality* for once hun.

I know people have a natural tendency to confuse the two concepts. More is not always *more* or *better*. I find that *the more*, *the less* the appeal (this might be affecting *Small Bum*, capisca?).

Be careful for the proverbial word *too*. *Niche* is more. Niche is also more rewarding to the spiritual side of things, especially when it comes to topics like sex.

Sirituality vs. Friction... (if you catch my drift). Sex can easily become an *orgasm-chase* that involves a large amount of genital friction. Don’t become hamster. Be a swan ;)

Anonymous said...

...I'm with Martin. I also think SB is starting to jeopardize male (usually testosterone enraged) street cred... and shit.

Peas on Toast said...

Daedalus - bless your little cotton socks. Especially for the friction part.
But I meant what I said my dear. Just because I happen to/did have a large amount of sex, doesn't mean there isn't quality in it.
We're not talking about a bunch of light mechanical bangings here. We're talking about a bunch of variegated and rthymatic shags in sweet succession.
Still, from now on it looks like its going to be less sex less often. Lets hope it's of sterling quality. *sigh*

Peas on Toast said...

Sheldon - please tell SB that. I also thought the testosterone enraged male species thought about sex 1 000 times an hour.
I feel like the male in this relationship. A male that wears high heels. *grumble.*

Daedalus said...

**Cotton socks?** hehe...

Peas... I had my share of nimphs ;)

I acted exactly like Small Bum.

Only *sex deprived* males will disagree with me here, but...

Men are primal – they want *it* until they get too much of *it*, then they do not want *it* anymore until they don’t get *it* anymore then they want *it* again.

Anonymous said...

Peas, here's a thought, why don't you ask SB why he is not interested all the time?... might be there is something he feels he can't tell you. Like for instance that he might feel you have turned him into nothing more than a dildo on legs... are you looking after him and his emotions as well in all this shag fest?
Just a thought...

Peas on Toast said...

Daytripper - you might be onto something. He has prostested before something along the lines of "I'm not a piece of meat."

Hmmm. Perhaps this is the root of all my problems. He thinks I think he's a dildo on legs.
*enlightenment prevails.*

Peas on Toast said...

Daedalus - point taken. I think me not initiating it will work in everybody's favour from now on. Thanks guys for spelling it out, I needed this! (And I think SB needed it too. I thank you on his behalf ;)

Daedalus said...

Pleasure Peas… If I have not said it before, I should say it in any event. Your *honesty* is astounding. I do not know many females that actually voice these *topics* that you cover. Ignore the negative posts (4 prunes they are) and keep up that bright little light.

Peas on Toast said...

Thanks dear. This is why I blog. At least here I can be honest.
Also I can blow the gates wide open for everyone else as well. ;)

Anonymous said...

Men treat women like sex objects ALL THE TIME. So why is it that when we start to treat men like sex objects, they suddenly find the space to object? I agree with Daytripper though - give the boy a confidence boost and let him know that it's not just his beautiful piece of ass you're after.

Peas on Toast said...

Ha ha, I can already see it Jam:
(over a candlelit dinner, Peas makes her move, winning her immediate points with SB:
"You have the most beautiful ass I have ever seen."
SB: You only want me for my body (sulking)
Me: Au contraire. Your intelligence and wit blow my socks off even more.

Cue cheesy violin music. Now excuse me while I puke. :)

Anonymous said...

And I join you in unison as I watch in horror from the table next to you...

Peas on Toast said...

ha ha, no prizes for guessing which couple we'd be! :)

Antoine said...

I need to do an empirical study titled "Do Bloggers have a higher sex drive then non bloggers".

Be pleased to know that you are not the only female with a higher sex drive than your male.

It never ceases to amaze me how the stereotype is turned on its head.

As for taking no for an answer... you are much to forthcoming for that young peas .....*wicked chuckle*

Peas on Toast said...

No seriously Antoine, there are going to be some changes around here. And one is he's going to be doing ALL the asking! *evil laugh*