Is the thought always better than the reality?
I love my husband, I love the sex we have and I would never want to cheat on him even if we never had sex again.
But our sex life leaves me feeling like fantasy is always better than reality. He tries hard and he is open to new ideas. He makes me feel loved and wanted and sexy.
But for some reason I crave the kind of sex that doesn't make you feel like that. My first time was with my high school boyfriend, we were together for a year and a half and I feel like I learned to have sex with him, but it was the wrong way. He was a very bad person. He made me feel like meat, like I was stupid and he called me fat, (which I wasn't).
He had this obsession with giving me multiple orgasms, I felt so much pressure to orgasm with him that I had to fake it, he never actually gave me a single one. I don't know how to stop craving demeaning sex and just enjoy the loving sex life I actually have.
I feel dishonest to my husband for fantasising about things that he would never and could never do to me.
I don't ever want to have sex in a demeaning way again, yet the thought of it is one of the best ways for me to become aroused. Is this normal?