In this post, I talk about my first orgasm. It’s vulnerable and tender to reveal. What if you get aroused, reading it? That’s ok. I’m allowed to talk about my own past, and you’re allowed to have a reaction. If you beat off, imagining me having my first orgasm, good for you. I might beat
Sex can help in so may ways. Here are my ten favorite things about sex. worship I have a thing for the sacred–I can’t escape need for connection, communion, bodily holiness, contact with what I would call Mother God or the universe’s love. The deep pleasure of knowing and being known in sexual pleasure–thrumming with
I’ll be watching a movie on a screen somewhere–in a spaceship? in an underground place?–and the movie gets really sexy! I’ll be like, oh, I didn’t know this was a porn movie. I’ll see some surprising breasts, exposed, so gorgeous, and feel super-glad. My cunt will ache with arousal, and I’ll feel more involved in
sense-making It makes sense I need a sex blog–just somewhere to put writing that’s more private. There’s me in the day, and me at night. Even if I didn’t have sexual trauma, sex is just weird! Sex is like a trauma unto itself! An orgasm is totally overwhelming! I would have stuff to work out,
I decided to make a list of top ten places I’ve had sex, for the fun of it. Besides beds, bathrooms, hotel rooms, and vehicles, these are the more memorable ones. costume room of a large auditorium I “lost my virginity” during a performance of Arsenic and Old Lace, honestly. My boyfriend and I were
We were in bed and had sex. I usually have my eyes closed. This is about seeing him during sex. what sex is Well, sex is when I suck his dick, when he’s caring for my nipples with touch, when we cuddle in a sexy way, when I gently bite his hands, when we say
Hopefully you have sex with a goddess all the time. goddess comfort There’s this goddess I visit in my mind. She’s like me but giant, stronger, more stable, older. She’s very trustworthy. When I feel sad or scared, I go to her–she holds me. She’s a Mother Goddess. She sits on a colorful throne–the main
“Do you know how I feel when I look at this counter?” I asked. Sometimes our kitchen counter has garlic cloves, dishes, a cutting board, a bag of rice, fruits, thing of salt, bottle of vinegar. Butter, an onion, a wrench. A thing will be his, and I’ll look at it there for a
“Do you know the one thing I would change about you, if I could?” I asked. what I would change I was in bed, naked, and he was standing by the bed. I was touching his tummy and chest–we smiled at each other. “Uh, oh! Get ready to be hurt!” I said. We laughed. “Are
dream people Sometimes a dream feels so real, it’s hard for me to believe it isn’t. I can’t help but think dream people are out there somewhere, doing dream things. The man standing behind me who startles me and I yell, the kid I send to search for a lost blue glove I dropped in