I’m pretty highly sexed. Before I was in a relationship, I’d masturbate three times a day and when my wife and I got together, we’d have sex four times a night, without the benefit of the Pfizer Corporation.

But the rigors of married life mean that’s fallen by the wayside these days; we find the opportunity (if not the desire) to be intimate becoming alarmingly irregular.

For me, this means I get horny – and I fantasize.
In the days between encounters, my mind is in an increasingly erotic fugue. I lie awake while erotic porn movies play over and over on the inside of my eyelids. And I’ve noticed something… The longer I go without sex, the more wild and uninhibited these fantasies get.
I’d have thought it would be the opposite. Surely if it’s been just hours since the last time I’d had sex, I’d need wild and weird fantasies to fuel my erotic imagination?

Instead, mere hours after intercourse, my most frequent fantasy is just to spoon behind my wife and share another simple, sensual act of intimacy.

But flash forward six or seven days and suddenly I start concocting erotic fantasies that my wife would probably be horrified to know she was starring in!

Curious about this, I idly started jotting down my sexual fantasies, and how they evolved over the course of extended abstinence. Here’s how it worked out:

Day 1:
Saturday
The last time we’d have sex that week. My wife and I woke up, warm and sleepy, and all she had to do was wiggle her rump to give me the message to ‘come aboard.’ A moment later, I was inside her and undulating in delicious, sleepy morning sex.

Saturday Night

Days since last having sex: 0.5
Horniness Rating: 5 (out of 10.)

By the time I crept into bed that night, she was asleep. So not to disturb her, I tried drifting off to sleep.

Fantasy: As I drifted off to sleep, my fantasy was replaying our sex from that morning – the soft heat of her backside, the warm wetness of her pussy and the delicious sensation of exploding inside her.
Fantasy Kinkiness: 1 (out of 10)

Day 2:
Sunday

Days since last having sex: 1
Horniness Rating: 6 (out of 10)

Leaving me to lie in, my wife went to church – no morning sex for me!
Fantasy: My fantasy was simple – lazing back in our big, soft bed while my wife wrapped her lips around my raging erection; giving me a sloppy, sensual blowjob until I exploded into her.
Fantasy Kinkiness: 2 (out of 10)

Day 3:
Monday

Days since last having sex: 2
Horniness Rating: 7 (out of 10)

Monday morning. My wife is still sleeping soundly. I have an erection that could pry open safe doors, but I don’t want to disturb her when she’s only got an hour or so before having to start her week of drudgery. Instead I go to the gym.
Fantasy: While I’m lifting weights, I imagine my wife and her attractive coworker barrel in after a night of cocktails. I’ve already gone to bed, and awake to the amazing sensation of a soft, sucking mouth coaxing me to climax. I immediately think it’s my wife, but lifting the covers I find her friend instead – naked and on her hands and knees, giving me the blow job of my life. Face buried in her upturned buttocks, my wife is licking her friend to orgasm.
Fantasy Kinkiness: 5 (out of 10)

Day 4:
Tuesday
Days since last having sex: 3
Horniness Rating 8 (out of 10)
Tuesday’s the first morning it gets tough. I’d been sporting an erection as hard as algebra all night. My wife is already up – and reminds me that I have to go into work early.

Fantasy: Bundled into the cold shower (which I sorely need) I soap my straining cock while conjuring a fantasy in which my wife’s ex-boyfriend is coming into town. She agrees to let him stay at our place – ‘just as friends’. But after a few drinks, her naughty side comes out. Over the course of one wild night, he and I make sure we try every way two cocks can fit into one girl. She’s left sticky, sweaty and utterly satisfied.
Fantasy Kinkiness: 5 (out of 10)

Day 5:
Wednesday
Days since last having sex: 4
Horniness Rating 8 (out of 10)
I won’t lie. By now, sleep is hard. Everything is ‘hard,’ in fact. I wake up in the morning and I’ve got a cock straining like it’s about to burst. My wife is slumbering soundly, though – and rather than disturb her in those few hours she gets to rest, I go to the gym again.
Fantasy: As I’m on the treadmill, I imagine arranging for my wife to have a full-body massage. Lying naked on a table, a muscled, taut Swedish guy rubs and then kneads her down until she’s getting seriously hot and bothered. As she eventually puddles into a pool of slut, this Swedish masseuse drops his sweat pants, spreads her thighs and gives her a final ‘hard massage’ with his straining cock; fucking her tenderized body until she gasps in orgasm and he explodes inside her.
Fantasy Kinkiness: 6 (out of 10)

Day 6:
Thursday
Days since last having sex: 5
Horniness Rating 9 (out of 10)
I didn’t sleep a wink. I was lying in bed all night and when my wife wakes up, she has to get to work early. She’s out the door before I can jump on her and screw her brains out.
Fantasy: I imagine coming home from work early, only to find my wife on the living room floor – the Cable guy’s erection bulging in her mouth and the UPS guy buried balls-deep inside her ass. I watch, horrified and aroused, as my wife sluttily winks at me and greedily fucks and sucks these strangers until the cover her in cum.
Fantasy Kinkiness: 7 (out of 10)
Day 7:
Friday
Days since last having sex: 6
Horniness Rating 10 (out of 10)
So by now, I’m about ready to flip. I’m horny all the time – even at work I can’t stop my imagination drifting back to these fantasies I’ve concocted. I can’t even roll over in bed because of my erection.
Fantasy: Friday is when both my wife and I are able to be late into work – so half asleep, I let my mind wander.
I concoct an elaborate fantasy in which we’ve won the lottery. I imagine talking my wife into indulging my most exotic fantasies – and she agrees. So with lottery winnings, I arrange for us to be flown out to the San Fernando Valley to meet with my favorite porn star. This foxy chick has provided a dozen muscled, well-hung porn stars to gang-bang my wanton wife to within an inch of her life. Captured by camera, my wife is slathered with kisses, squeezed and groped by countless hands, fingered and fucked to multiple orgasms and then screwed, sodomized and double-penetrated until she’s come a dozen times and all twelve well-hung strangers have shot their load into and onto her. That’s when I finally drop my pants to take my own enjoyment with her.
Fantasy Kinkiness: 9 (out of 10)

End of the Experiment
While that fantasy was still playing inside my head, I suddenly felt the familiar warmth and softness of my wife’s round bottom nuzzling into my crotch. Even without thinking about it, I wiggled my hips and found myself sinking inside her. It was amazing.
It had been a week without orgasm; and I’d have come quickly just with a wiggle of her hips. However, even as I drifted between the dream world and reality, she upped the ante by talking dirty to me. Maybe she’d been reading my mind – describing a breathless fantasy in which she brought home a well-hung coworker to suck and fuck her while I watched. I was so turned on; I exploded inside of her in less time than Lindsay Lohan stayed in jail.
My wife didn’t come – but she did admit later that she’d gotten off (mentally, at least) from ‘stealing’ an orgasm from me. She got off knowing she had that power over me.
So that was the end of my week of abstinence – but not to my erotic fantasies.
In fact, just a few hours later I was idly dreaming of my wife’s sexy body again. Yet despite my most recent gang bang fantasy, this time my imagination required nothing more elaborate than a mental replay of that morning’s short, satisfying encounter. The really dirty stuff, I realized, wouldn’t come till later.
I guess that ultimately proves my hypothesis: The longer you leave sex on the brain, the wilder it gets.