So Much Sex I Lost Count

After over 3.5 years, Jake and I still have an awesome sex life.  We don’t do it every day, but then again, we were long-distance so much of the first two years that was never the norm for us in any case.  I’d say that we average 3 times a week usually, with the odd week off due to one of us traveling, getting sick, or having a period (okay, only one of us has ever needed a week off for that, and fortunately, it doesn’t appear that I’ve ever dedicated an entire blog posting to one!).

Still, when you’ve been together for awhile, things do get a bit routine if you aren’t taking steps to avoid it.  Sometimes, though, you don’t even need to take the steps – it just resurges on its own.

In the past two weeks, Jake and I have had sex so many times I’ve lost count.  When my alarm clock goes off in the morning…when he gets home at night…several times a day on the weekend…let me just say that it’s AWESOME.

Jake started out as the lucky one this weekend because I’d agreed to let him take me shooting in the desert (I’ve been very anti-gun my whole life, and refused to let him teach me to shoot on numerous other occasions).  Then the couple that we’re going to Las Vegas with for New Year’s Eve suggested going to the gun store while we were there, and that was the incentive I needed to finally compromise and try something that meant a lot to Jake, even though I wasn’t originally thrilled with the idea.  I shot:

• a .22
• a 9mm
• some other, fancy expensive handgun with a silencer
• a long-distance rifle
• a semiautomatic machine gun
• a shotgun (shooting clays)

I had a great time and, apparently, am an excellent shot for someone who never held a gun before.  And, in case you think Jake owns all those guns, we went with a group of about 15 people and so everyone had brought what they had and was willing to share.

Well, as if watching me shoot a bunch of firearms wasn’t erotic enough (and, apparently, it was…) I also had Jake come along to “protect” me when I ventured off the trail to pee.  Jake has a bit of a watersports fetish that we’ve toyed with in the past, after going to a live sex show together in Amsterdam, but watching me pee in the desert has been one of his all-time fantasies since we started going out.  And the sex we had after we got home…I’ve got no words beyond extraordinary.

Get what you want by giving, indeed.

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