I know, I know. This is a porn blog, and therefore I shouldn’t be complaining about the lack of sex in my life. However, I need an outlet for my frustration, and this is about the only place where I can gripe about shit, so I will. Plus, I read somewhere that personal posts are good for a blog.

So……

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Right, let’s get on with the moaning then:

After another long and tired discussion two nights ago, Mrs Twisted Cunt has decided to brighten the prospects of some future-fucky-fun by telling me she’s aware of the problems, and that things will change. On the surface, that’s great news, but I’ve been here before and heard many, many promises like this. This time the talking involved much more of her telling me how much she loves me and would hate to lose me, and as usual I’m still stuck here feeling like it’s another stalling tactic.

I know how important I am in our little unit here – I’m the machine-room of our home. Mrs Twisted Cunt is not the greatest housewife on the planet – in all honesty she’s probably closer to being one of the worst in terms of housework etc, but that’s already changing. Now, if she could just finish the little jobs that she starts instead of me waiting for her to bugger off and clearing up her mess, things would be even better.

So I’m typing this after a couple of days of nothingness in terms of sexual contact, with a few definite moments of her shying away from any possible contact, sexual contact that is. For example, Friday night was a “Tonight you get a nice blowjob” night. Excitement for a few hours and then….nothing. Tiredness, no enthusiasm, and a rather obvious sense of reluctance resonating from her, maybe because she might actually have to do something. What a lovely way to get the sexual ball rolling. For me, anything less than a willing sexual partner is horrible sex, so that’s an instant turn-off.

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I’m deeply entrenched in feeling repulsive, and I have no idea how to break out of it. After over eight years of being rejected sexually by a woman that supposedly loves you it’s difficult not to feel like this. So, as she rightly points out, I’m analysing everything to a point of paranoia. I think it’s a deep fear of even more rejection, but I can’t shake it. What will it take to get me out of this hole? Well, a woman that wants to have sexual contact with me. I’m pretty good-looking, in pretty good shape, with no obvious flaws that will make a girl shy away, and that’s another part of the problem. If I was a total dick and a horrible cunt then it would be easier to understand and accept. I’m not, and it’s extremely annoying knowing that Mrs Twisted Cunt has all sorts of issues that she can, and does frequently, call on for an excuse not to be intimate.

Does she really love me, or am I a convenient and good-to-show-off Dad? I have no idea, but I’m hoping that this time she’ll come through. Eight years is a long time to wait for someone to deliver on promises.

Oh, it’s all about me! What a fucking ego! Nah. It’s just a tough situation to be in. I’m not leaving her or my children, and I desperately want to believe that Mrs Twisted Cunt does love me the way she tells me she does. Sexual frustration is just a bastard of a thing to deal with. No wonder all those religious folks who abstain from sexual pleasure are wound up so fucking tight.

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