I make a terrible caretaker. SwingBot came down with something on Monday morning and only got worse on Tuesday. And I had a play date.
Category: Health
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They Cut My Belly Button
Oh… well, then.
What I previously thought to be the incision site was not. It was dried blood, or the sutures falling out, or some other scabby material that has since been cleaned away. This morning, I found the actual site… and it is directly where the navel discomfort is.
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Navel Contemplation
SwingBot and I have been such a sad pair this past week. He broke his elbow and then his tooth. I went in for surgery. He needed heavy painkillers, but abstained while I was on them, so one of us would not be fully muddled. Now, he is on and off heavy painkillers and I am getting back to normal.
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Broken Elbow
SwingBot secretly hates having sex. He even breaks his bones to get out of it!
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Recharging My Sense of Touch
Warning: This is very long. I probably should have split it into separate posts, but here it is, in all its wordy glory.
Two weeks ago, the planets aligned in such a way to tell me, \”No sex for you!\” I responded with frustration and two less-than-fulfilling masturbation sessions. Then SwingBot fucked me in the shower and got me excited again. Eagerness renewed, I tried masturbating again, and still found a lack of success. Then the next two nights were filled with success… for me, anyway.
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More Than Genitals
Last week was fairly dry in terms of sex for us. BG was gone for the week, which meant no play date. I started suffering pain from my recent \”simple procedure,\” enough that I discussed options with the doctor, which included having the procedure reversed and redone with the more common alternative. Concerned for my pain, SwingBot and I agreed to ease up on sex in the mean time. My period started early that week, which generally keeps SwingBot at bay. Finally, as if to seal our lack of activity, SwingBot was not feeling well, suffering intense back pain at the start of the week and coupling that with flu-like symptoms by the weekend.
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Need to Get Laid
BG came over for our eleventh play date (I wonder how many until I stop counting) and I had a good time, but my mind is not interested in reminiscing. That is no complaint about the evening, which I enjoyed. Just… my mind seems to be driven more by creativity than by memory today. I am not sure whether this is a statement of my growing familiarity and comfort with the threesomes, due to a fluctuation in my hormones, or both.
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Greedy Girl in Training
One concept that I learned about when I started researching swinging — particularly club activity — is that of the Greedy Girl. Greedy Girls have sex with multiple male partners, generally in the form of a gang bang or series of gang bangs. This is something that I readily accepted in theory, but doubted would be for me personally.
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Celibacy Fail
SwingBot had to leave for a trip that we thought would take nine days, so he gave me a night of farewell bondage that created a desire for more even as it satisfied. And I then tried to go for a week of celibacy.
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Play Date Fail, Masturbation Win
Despite having sex partners for over half my life, masturbation is still fairly new for me. Until recently, masturbation was still something I did rarely and privately. Quite belatedly, I am finally exploring myself and learning things others learn about themselves much earlier in life. Better late than never, I guess.