30 days without sex doesn’t seem like so much of a big deal. When you’re living together and you have regular, really really really great sex (I speak for myself here), it gets a bit tricky.
When we started speaking about this fast, it was all a joke. Then we figured why not? How hard can it be and surely we are stronger than that. So like with all things, there must be rules. The fast means no sexual play of any kind. No sneaky manual action, no inappropriate boob play, no oral anything (except kisses). So basically no contact with the peen. None! Zero! Nada!. That’s quite a big ask if you ask me but I’ve signed up for this.
Last night was the first night of the fast. It obviously wasn’t impossibly hard but there’s something about ‘forbidden fruit’ that makes it that much more exciting. I was tempted, more than once, to be a seductress. I don’t know why but I wanted to make this experience as difficult as possibly for my boyfriend. When he threatened to make it difficult for me too, I decided that we need to work as a team to make this work.
Bedtime on day one constituted of lots of kissing and talking – I actually loved it. Although we speak all the time, there was something quite intimate about our bedtime chat. I felt warm and fuzzy and it wasn’t induced by any kind of orgasm- so I’m feeling quite good right now. And I slept like a baby.
So day one is done and dusted and proved to be quite a breeze.
DIFFICULTY RATING – 1.5% #winning
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