I'm a woman and I feel like I'm addicted to sex. I've been happily married for over four years with no children (but that's another story.) We have an open marriage, meaning that he can get with another woman or man and I can get with another woman or man. We've had one man that we both shared for several months until he moved. That relationship created some jealousy on my husband's part but we worked through it and things got easier once the boy toy moved very far away. When one of us is away which happens every so often because of the nature of my husband's job, that's really when one of us will seek someone out. The last time I was away he got a prostitute which was paid for by a couple of friends of his. He recently went to a strip club and spent too much... but because of where we were... I couldn't make an issue of it. That would have resulted in too much embarrassment for everyone involved. When he was away for an extended period of time, I had sex with three different men and I told him about all of them. He ended up hooking up with another man while away.
Recently there have been two men I have been lusting after. There is some drama with one of them right now... and don't really have a good opportunity to go out with him. I think about sex with these two men and my husband constantly. Most people would be happy with just one person to have sex with, but I'm the type of person that pretty much has no morals when it comes to consensual sex, I have no qualms with someone paying money for sex and doing whatever as long as both parties are okay with whatever goes on and no one pushes boundaries. I love the feeling of being with someone new, the rush of chemicals rushing through my body, their skin against mine, him or her's lips pressed against mine. I feel like I wasn't meant to be monogamous. When it comes to being in love, I'm only in love with my husband. I have yet to cross that line and I'm very confident he hasn't either. I love some people... but I'm not in love with them. My husband is my partner through life, no matter what happens.
I love sex, the act of it, the sharing of energy that happens between two or more people can't be experienced with any drug or simulation. Maybe I'm addicted to the rush that one feels when being with someone new. I'm pretty sure I've had sex with at least 35 men and a few women so far in this life and I'm sure that number will increase. Couldn't sex be a hobby?
