Dry as a well!

No, I’m not saying my vagina is dry as a well! And realistically, wells are full of water, except here in California! My sex life is dry, dead, non-existent! Ok, not quite true. I have lots of sex in my dreams – and occasionally I do climax! Nothing like waking up with a smile! And I do have my toys for selfies! They leave me wanting more. Wanting the real thing. Wanting a man to carress and tease me. Wanting to feel a man penetrate every way possible. So, why is that so hard to find?

It’s all my fault, really. I don’t want just any man. I want that serious good chemistry that creates a tingle downtown long before I even know sex will happen. I want that lustful feeling that causes the pheromones to ooze out of my pores. I want to stare at his lips and wonder how he kisses, what he tastes like and what else he can do with that fabulous mouth. I want to look at his hands and yearn for them to slip under the side of my shirt while we are kissing, the one where just a minor skin to skin contact gives me a chill. I want to hear him say what he wants to do to me, in excrutiating detail. That kind of thing is hard to find.

Especially in this town, meeting men that are good chemical companions is difficult. I’m not even asking for relationship-worthy at this point. I just want a raging good fuck! But it’s a small town, where everyone knows each other and the level of incest is insane. I don’t particularly want to have sex with the ex-husband of one of my GFs. Not even with someone that has slept with one (or more, possibly many more) of them. At my age, I realize I can’t expect to find that perfect lover that has not had sex in 10 years! So at what point should I compromise?

I have thought about calling several different men I know. It would be awkward as I have known most of them for several years and/or I have slept with their friends – although I have discovered they don’t tell like women do. I know pretty much every guy my GFs have fucked. We love to talk about it and about them and how good (or sadly bad) they were. Men – beware – it gets around. So if your well is dry, you better start working on your performance!

There is a gorgeous black guy I have known for years. I just know he has a big, thick, lusty manflesh between his legs. And when he flirts with me and gets a little touchy-feely, I get the tingle. I just don’t know what is stopping me. Could be I have slept with two of his friends and have a feeling he is servicing several women I know. Being one of a possie isn’t exciting. Unless it was a possie all together! Could be he is technically married, although living apart for a long time. Still, I respect the girl code and that certificate says hands off. I guess I will just keep using him for fantasy material, until I get so insanely horny I can’t stand it. Which is definitely close by!

Maybe I should see a sex therapist! Or maybe I need to get out of town! Any advice out there?