Currently not so much- last time was about eight months ago- no SO- but when it happens, intercourse tends to happen multiple times (at least two) per encounter, but the sessions are usually hours, as I really like to make the focus her body, and where making out/foreplay crosses the line into some form of direct sexual act is sometimes difficult to discern when you are really into it.
I would rather spend two hours making out/intercourse for however many times- or none, than just go straight to the act…
One of the reasons I will often skip the opportunity, as it just isn’t worth it unless there is time to do it right.
3-5 times a week. Typical pattern is 2-3 over the weekend and then once or twice during the week. It would be more but our schedules are fairly chaotic. On a recent vacation in Mexico, for example, it was usually twice a day. I am very fortunate, and not a little amazed, to have found someone who’s even hornier than I am.
Only a week? (Another fortunate aspect of this relationship. She isn’t satisfied until she’s come so many times she forgets her own name, and I’m happy to oblige.)
It ranges from twice a week to once a month. We have different sleep schedules during the week, but we go out each Friday and Saturday night and usually do it when we get home (though sometimes one of us is too drunk/tired). We had kind of a dry spell at the start of the year, though, and were only managing it once a month or so. But a few weeks ago I talked to him about it and we agreed that it had to change. I’ve always had a higher sex drive than him, and I wish he were willing to do it during the week and/or other than at bedtime (I plan to work on that with him sometime), but the minimum acceptable frequency for me is once a week.
I’m 37, he’s 35, we’ve been together for a little over 2 years and have been living together for 10 months.
The SO and I have been going together for about a year and a half. We. Never. Have. Mitigating circumstances: Age (59 and 66); he has a ferocious condition called Ankyzing Spondosis (something like that) which produces bone spurs ALL OVER THE PLACE … he is unable to turn his head more than 10 degrees right or left, and his back and legs are almost frozen. He’s not in a chair - yet.
That being said, the man is an absolute angel. He treats me better than gold (platinum!) and constantly, deliberately spoils me rotten. He’s always been “there” for me, waaaaaaaay above and beyond. I never knew there were men like him; I formerly only attracted cheaters, liars, and lowlifes. What he sees in me, I’ll never know.
Once a month, or once every other month. I’m 23, he’s 25, been together for two years. He has very little interest in it, and I’ve come to have little interest in it now. It used to really bother me.
I’m 68, Marcie is a few years younger. We each have some health issues and a combination of those issues and the side effects of a couple of medicines have put us on hold for at least the past year. So, our average is currently zero. But sparks flew in the past and, hopefully, will again. In the meantime, thanks for the memories.
IANAD and all that, but when we were trying, we were told not to do it every day, but every other or every 3rd day. Gotta give the suckers time to multiply sufficiently so there are plenty of swimmers per load. Might make it seem like less of a chore.
Although I know what you mean. We have just as much sex now as we did then, but there’s something about knowing that you have to do it that somehow makes you want it less, and it therefore becomes like having to pay bills every other day, or something.
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It used to be pretty consistant but it’s sort of tapered off to the point where I think I’m probably either going to end the relationship, or start having affairs on the side.
(Another fortunate aspect of this relationship. She isn’t satisfied until she’s come so many times she forgets her own name, and I’m happy to oblige.)
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