Well, it’s a new year, new leaf, new direction. We are still compiling our top sex blogs list that we wanted to blog today, but have decided to find different blogs directed more towards couples and relationships, rather than the typical top sex blogs list (reviews, advertisements, reviews, fake stories, reviews). We may not post an updated list. As far as new blogs, we will now try update on Mondays and Thursdays. We did this all December and will have this schedule from now on. We may blog on other days, such as Freaky Friday Search Terms, but check back on Mondays and Thursdays.
So… coming down off the threesome high huh?
How about I just get to the point and save everyone with a low attention span the burden of having to skim through this blog. Threesomes are overrated.
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Okay, for those of you sitting on the toilet dropping your chocolate meatloafs with nothing better to do than read a blog about a guy who is coming down from the threesome high, here we go.
Although my version (I am speaking for myself, not Venice) of our threesome stories have been written to sensationalize the sexy aspects of threesomes, they do not tell the whole story. The truth is, I never felt comfortable in any experience. Most of the memories feel more like mental movies that I didn’t really live, yet I have the memory of what happened in the movie. The movie wasn’t great, but it had a lot of nude scenes, or moments you’ll never forget (think Basic Instinct). I think this is because I have blocked out the idea that I mess with other women in front of the woman I love more than anything in the world. In the heat of the moment, everything seems exciting. However, we do not live life in the heat of the moment, and once the moment passes, the reality of the experiences aren’t something I am proud of. Not that I was forced to have threesomes, or forced to do more than just watch Venice spend time with another women, but I guess it’s like seeing your best friend have a good meal, and instead of joining in and eating with her, you just watch her eat. It didn’t have sex because I was horny or wanted other women, I had sex because they were going to enjoy Venice, so I wanted to enjoy them. I didn’t want to sit back and watch, I want to put my penis in both girls’ bodies and mouths, just because the opportunity is there. The caveman mentality of having every woman in the room seems to take over. When I orgasm, the caveman dives back into my ball sack and the real me shows up. The real me feels disgusted and almost sick to my stomach. I would compare the feeling to smoking cigarettes when you want to stop. You grab the next cigarette and you tell yourself, “This will be the last one.” It’s not the truth, but it’s what you tell yourself because you feel guilty. As you smoke the cigarette, you feel this huge relief. You are getting what you want, what you are addicted to, and you enjoy the moment. As you take your last puff, the guilt sets in and the endorphin rush dissipates. You’re satisfied as the nicotine flows through your blood. In fact, you are so satisfied you could swear you don’t know why you even smoked that cigarette to begin with. The urge is gone, the guilt has set in, and you begin to tell yourself all over again, I am really going to stop this time.
That’s where I am. I just put down my cigarette Saturday night, a cigarette that had one girl sitting on my face while the other girl sat on my cock. This is a very fucking hard cigarette to stop smoking.
SURGEON GENERAL’S WARNING: Threesomes May Cause Cancer To Your Relationship, Heart Aches, Sexually Transmitted Diseases, And May Complicate Marriage.
Last night during sex, I whispered in Venice ear that I will never fuck another girl again. It felt amazing. Saying those words made me feel like a man again. I want to be exclusive, I want to be all hers, I want to fuck her and tell her I will never fuck another girl in my life and I don’t care. I want to mean it. It’s why I married her in the first place. It’s why men decide to leave the single life to begin with.
I don’t think it’s the truth, but it’s where my heart is at.
This blog is a few months old and was never published because I wrote it right after a threesome when the guilt was setting in. I decided against sharing because we probably weren’t going to stop threesomes so what was the point of taking our readers on my emotional roller coaster. Well, I’ve changed my mind, so if you are under 4’6″ inches, you are too short for this ride.
As I am publishing this blog, I am working on a second, more current blog, that better explains my position towards threesomes and what our future will be with random women joining us in the bedroom. Please do not think we are changing our tune about threesomes or preaching to others thinking about having a threesome with their spouse, but we will have a few articles that discuss the negative aspects that usually aren’t discussed (not the typical: he cheated on me after we had a threesome, he cheated on me with our threesome partner, I no longer respected him/her after I saw him/her with another woman/man, or I can’t get the images out of my head, it was the biggest mistake of my life).
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Happy New Year, and best wishes to you and to your resolve.
My introverted wife has had similar feelings after our comparitively mild experiences. Because of her feelings on the matter, I’ve curtailed expressing my desires. Your blog is a good reminder to stay in tune with her core, as that will bring more excitement into our lives than a romp at a sex club. That’s the theory anyway… I’ll keep you apprised on our progress.
Best wishes.
Keep us updated.
I will do the same.
Serious. More to c ome this year. Get ready http://t.co/tIwNo6WC70
This was kind of a surprising blog. So no more memoirs from you guys?
Surprising to me too! It’s not like the third is there all the time. So I would think it’s just a quick easy release and as the adrenaline rush dissipates you would be up for the next time!
I didn’t realize how complex threesomes were. I figured it was all about sex…and that was it.
It is very comforting to know that people like yourselves who have what the general public would consider a progressive and open relationship also experience difficulties communicating their needs to their partners. Ryan I appreciate the difficulty in making your decision and also respect the strength it takes to let your partner know about something that makes you uncomfortable/unhappy and that has to change. Venice, my heart goes out to you in dealing with something that, from the outside looking in, appears to be a completely unexpected revelation. Although I can see how those discussions may be too personal for in-depth public discussion I sincerely look forward to reading your feelings about the change and following the progression of the two of you working through this new path forward.
Thank you BenchWarmer. Venice and I are on the same page and although I am going to blog about the negative aspects of threesomes that I’ve dealt with, we are not going through a difficult time. Even though threesomes are a huge part of this blog, they really are a very very small part of our life.
I’m not sure if we are having communicating issues, as this blog is a result of Venice asking me to blog what I am feeling after we have discussed our future with threesomes. We both thought it would be interesting to share the other side of the journey.
Either way, we appreciate your feedback and hope you comment and contribute more in the future!
“@venicebloggs: Threesome Memoirs – Coming Down Off The Threesome High http://t.co/iaKaqo6icF”
Wow… it’s like a behind the scenes look.
Still waiting to see how this is dealt with.
*grabs popcorn*
I completely understand you Ryan. I have had 3 threesomes with my man, and yes, threesomes are indeed complicated. Yes, I also experience some level of regret afterwards. Yes, I also find certain aspects to be a little gross (for lack of a better term). But just like you, I seem to forget those moments and keep going back for more. And I have no idea why. Its like there is a very important emotional component that is absent. And I am ready to move on after being with the same girl 3 times. Do I really want a ‘relationship’ with the 3rd? Yes. And no. Like I said, its a missing component that I cannot put my finger on, and because of this, sometimes it feels really mechanical. I just dont know….