This poem “bitch” is the artifact of intense longing. Much reverence to the feelers of big feelings, truth tellers, and kinkster sexonauts. bitch I wanted you to turn your vehicle around, take me to the forest, pin me down on the earth, and see how many times you could make me cum. on the dirt
Here’s a list of my sex gratitude. respect Thank you for caring about my well-being, pleasure, and safety. Thank you for caring about my whole life including before you arrived on the scene, and if there’s time that I live without you. Your responsible kindness–in bed and outside of bed–makes me want you. I want
I wanted you to fuck the safety into me. I wanted your hands on me for a much longer time. I wanted to matter to your body. I wanted your unique intelligence up in my unique intelligence. I wanted to see how being close to you would change me. I wanted someone to collaborate with
I was loving someone recently who held me skillfully but sent mixed messages and did not want to do intimacy. I learned a lot. I’m sorry there’s no journey we can take together. In any kind of relationship, I need responsible, consistent, gentle, and creative love. I need to see the other person clearly and
When I soaked black lentils on the counter at the same time you marinated tempeh on the counter, I pretended you were my friend. I hope your meal was as delicious as mine. I dodged you in the kitchen as well as I could, no longer crying about your leaving. I’d memorized your departure date,
I was making a list of questions about sex for another post, and I really like them. So I decided to put the questions into their own listy post. They help me think ideas I never thought before. Sex is something I feel a lot about, and deeper thinking about it could be a nice
Hello, I was thinking about ways of sexual expression without a partner. The topic came to mind because I want more solo sex and sensuality in my life. Please consider this previous post about a sex dream I had, where the neglected naked girlfriend was me. Also I was talking to a new acquaintance about
“I want you to come,” my spouse said. We were in bed, naked and cuddly It was post-lunch, and I’d just asked him what he wanted. “You don’t come as much anymore,” he added. “That’s true,” I said. I pondered my stress level, privacy, hormone changes, grief, energy level, vulnerability, desire. “But there are things
Hello, I wanted to explain more why I like subbing. This pic of a sub is so beautiful too–I’ve been wanting to use it for something. Please enjoy this listicle. pleasure of subspace Subspace can be addictive. “Please tell me I’m a good slut,” I request of my spouse. He tells me I’m a good
“There’s something I’d like sexually,” I told my spouse, thinking of breast play. We were lying in bed, doing post-lunch, cuddly and close. “Can I tell you about it?” “Yes, please,” my spouse said. “Well I was thinking maybe tomorrow… If you would touch, lick, suck on, and play with my breasts. Breast play for