Before I had my son, sex with my husband was very vocal. I’m talking moaning, screaming, shouting, like something out of a dirty movie—but with love. Now that our son is old enough to start asking a lot of awkward questions about all the noise, I’ve had to tone things down. But every so often I have to let myself go. We head to the bathroom—my favorite private place in the house—and turn the faucets on full blast to mask any noises. As it turns out, the feel of warm water running down my hands has become a real turn-on.” —I.R., 43

I’ve only had sex once and it was a fairly random hookup abroad. I actually got more pleasure just from kissing an making out as opposed to the actual intercourse which we later had – that was still good but just the making out was amazing! The third night after I moved in with her I went to her bedroom and told her I want to see her get undressed. She protested but I told her if she wants me to stay with her she had to obey in what I told her from now on. As she did I told her to remove her underwear as well and told her to lay on the bed nude. I looked at grandma for a while and then wished her a good night and left. Two days later my wife scheduled a three hour spa treatment for me at our resort. I had no idea what to expect. When I arrived I was taken to an open area in the mens section and asked to to remove my clothes. As they walked me to the massage area, I noticed that others had robes and I was the only one fully nude, which seemed odd. I also noticed some smiles/laughs that must have been due the very small penis I was not so proudly revealing. I said, ** no!....there are so many guys walking around here with at least half a ** because of the way you look in it! I am a 15 year old boy who wants to have sec really badly. It doesn't really help that I've got a really attractive grandma. I have masturbared over a picture of her in the past and while fantasising about her. At the point I don't really don't care who I have sex with as long as it's a women. My nan is 64 years old but doesn't look a day over 45. She's got really long legs and short blonde hair. I have even been in her bra and panties draw and wanked over them.

15. You really miss flirting and casual intimacy.

You don’t really realize the small, exciting moments you experience every day until they’re gone, huh? “I’ve been married and monogamous for almost 10 years, but I like flirting lightly with the good-looking barista, my hot yoga instructor, some male friends, et cetera,” Corey H., 39, tells SELF. “Now I can’t flirt with anyone. Gone are the days when I’d go to the coffee shop during downtime and chit-chat with the barista or purposefully screw up a yoga pose so the hot instructor would come adjust me. I’m just bored and want to flirt again. I love my husband and don’t want to cheat; I just want to feel pretty and desired.” 16. You’re feeling more emotional and intense.

My daughter and husband eagerly took their front row seats in tense anticipation. My son followed me out of the pool and over to the laid out towel just in front of our, “Watchers.” In my humble and horny opinion, audio porn is a deeply underrated way of consuming your smut. Don’t get me wrong, I’m also a fan of watching porn, but there’s something uniquely satisfying about listening and tapping into your own imagination with the help of anything from narrated erotica to standalone sounds of pleasure.To help normalize the range of feelings and situations you might be dealing with about sex and desire, I asked people to share what’s been coming up for them. If you can relate, you’re definitely not alone. (Some responses have been edited and condensed for clarity.) 1. You’re freaking horny, damn it. That night I asked her in bed - "does it feel a little strange to feel the breeze moving around up in there .....so far up between your legs?!" Everything was almost perfect at home: we had so much love, trust, respect and peace of mind at home. We had dreams and hopes for our children. I was faithful for the 13 years I’d known him, until late 2017. He was involved in an accident in November, 2016, and has been in a wheelchair since. Doctors have assured us that he will walk again, however, I do not care anymore. I nursed my husband’s wounds, took very good care of him for the whole of 2017, and took upon the responsibility of being the ‘head of the family’. Why I cheated on my husband, I still don’t know. It was purely an unfortunate mistake. I was tempted, and I fell for it. I didn’t plan to cheat. There was no reason for me to cheat. I am happily married to a great guy, and father to my baby. All he’s ever done is to love me. He’s never wronged me. I just made a mistake. I have no feelings whatsoever for the other guy. It was just sex. To make matters worse – for a couple of months now he is hardly home and stays out late every night due to work. We are hardly having any sex because he is mostly tired and not interested. Again, the way he is constantly protecting his phone, I’m beginning to think there’s more keeping him out and not only work. The thing is, I am not going to sit down and lose my sanity and peace of mind if I find out he is cheating again so I gave in to one of my numerous admirers. Yes, I love my husband, and I do not want to leave him, and I know he loves me too.

One day, on my birthday, some of my maintenance co-workers were standing outside near where I park and as I came out. They were all laughing and gabbing about something.. When we got to our room, I caught my wife pleasuring herself in the shower, which has never happened before. In fact, she’s pretty much given upon sex. I called her out on it and she mentioned that her massage included a happy ending and she had not cum so hard in years. Of course, the closest I got was having my butt cheeks massaged. I felt ripped off and all she said was “maybe next time.” It’s been over a year now and everyone has wanted to watch every time, so far. The last text I sent read, “It’s now time for the Mommy and Tommy show out by the pool, for anyone interested in watching us do it soon… Please be ready to join us in less than 5 minutes.”Listen, we had to start here. For some people the dial has been turned all the way up, whether that’s due to separation from usual sexual partners or a lot of time and space for horniness to thrive. “I’m just as horny as I was pre-pandemic, but being at home means that I can indulge in it at any time,” Kris C., 28, tells SELF. “It’s like my horniness has been unleashed. Without the need to go anywhere but my room, I’ve become a much more frequent masturbator, averaging anywhere from two to five times a day.” 2. You’re masturbating a ton out of boredom. NOPE! - this baby was a mini skirt - showing a lovely degree of her creamy thighs...sitting just below her little while bikini **....which were on view several times that day...especially when tending to our son in his stroller! She could squat by his stroller in a very lady-like manner, and keep her knees together - but that skirt was so high....if you were at the right angle - her ** was easy to see up there....and well, it was a lot of fun to watch her. Every woman ought to get to understand a man by letting them speak – at length if necessary. And when it’s your time to show him what time it is, you’d do a better job than those who merely display ignorance (all in the name of ‘duty’, simply because you’re his wife). Dave, I’m far better positioned to sustain a long term journey with my customers in a session. I don’t have to be funny to stay relevant in my business, but it helps to be fun. I am the kind of woman who brightens up a man when I see one, as opposed to the women who brighten up a room when they leave it. You can’t see me and just watch me go; unless I don’t like you. I was dating Two (2) men when I found out that I was pregnant. I had to choose between the two guys, which amongst them fit into my idea of a ‘perfect’ father/husband. I chose my husband over the other. My husband is the ‘Good-Guy’ type, very homey, decent, responsible and committed. The other gentleman is more of the ‘Fun’ type, full of energy and jokes. I don’t want to lose any of them – because they both mean different things to me. So, yeah, I’m also cheating on my husband (in fact, did I even stop cheating on both men?) This life! So f**ked up!”

Hey, now might just be the perfect time for some exploration and discovery. “I’ve started watching a lot more porn and learned a lot more about my tastes and my kinks in the process,” Jane D., 28, tells SELF. “It’s been nice. Maybe I will learn to become more comfortable with my sexuality.” 14. You’ve branched out with your porn and erotica consumption. Uncertainty about the future might also be making you feel worse. “I don’t feel comfortable with casual sex, and since I’ve been single for the past five years, it had already been a while since I’ve had sex,” Laila R.*, 27, tells SELF. “So my normal was already lonely and distant, not exactly by choice. The first two weeks of quarantine were harder because it had already been a while and I was hoping to try something different this year. When quarantine started I realized I wouldn’t be able to for God knows how long.” 8. Your sex life is thriving. There are very few areas of everyday life the coronavirus crisis hasn’t wreaked havoc on. Sex, intimacy, and desire are no exception. Just as your emotions might be all over the place thanks to the many stressful aspects of the pandemic, you might be experiencing some unexpected changes to your sex life, your masturbation or pornography habits, and what you feel and desire in general.I am in my second marriage. And yes, I am cheating on my husband. I wasn’t always like this: I used to be faithful. I used to be content with only one man. I used to love and trust, from deep within. However, my first husband turned me into something I never knew I could be: A murderer! I killed him, Dave… I poisoned my first husband, and watched him die in our bedroom, painfully. I mixed a deadly, colorless, tasteless, odorless substance with my lotion, smeared it gently on my breast, rubbed it on my vagina, put some on my lips: I coated every part of my body I knew he enjoyed putting his mouth and tongue on, and watched him swallow every bit of his own saliva, mixed with the substance.