My spouse was upset that their friend was not getting back to them and not making time to see them. My spouse was upset to the point of losing sleep about it. “Is there something wrong with me?” my spouse asked. “No, sweetheart,” I said. “You’re a good friend–you’re amazing. There’s something wrong with the
My spouse and I had a photo shoot yesterday. I was masturbating, and the light was right as I lay in bed on the rose pink sheet. Taking photos was a way to help my spouse stay awake. They had just fucked me, and I asked them to clear off the bed of blankets and
“Do you want to taste this persimmon?” I asked my spouse. We were in the kitchen, and I was processing persimmons, a sacred food for me. “No, I don’t like persimmons,” they said. “What don’t you like?” I asked. “I don’t like the taste, and they’re too slimy,” they said. “It’s just… negative associations.” anew
I didn’t know it was possible. But let me tell you how my mind was blown by getting fucked with my own dick. Recently I bought a harness and dildo, which changed my life. Suddenly my gender is affirmed, and I feel a whole new form of freedom. Please see my previous post about what
Recently I purchased a strap, which was a big deal emotionally. I had wanted one for 20+ years. Also, it was an expensive purchase. I’m sorry it costs hundreds of dollars to affirm gender. When I tried out the strap, my mind was blown. This post is what I learned from having my own dick.
The neighbor getting naked wasn’t wrong in and of itself. I’m fine with people, including naked people. Naked bodies are no problem. The problem was she was naked as a way of acting out. Definitely there was a desire for attention and disruption. And it worked–she disturbed kids, parents, and other adults. It was possibly
These sex notes are for my spouse– things I’ve noticed, felt, and wanted lately. sex notes Dear lover, Yesterday when we had sex, I thought maybe when you were fucking me, I could have cum a second time. The vibrator was still on my clit, and I rode out that intense orgasm which made me
Having sex with my spouse recently, I wanted to be called bitch a lot. My spouse was kind to me, or mean in a round about way, speaking to me as I requested. When he said, “I love you, bitch,” that was my favorite. Yes, I want my spouse’s love. I want my spouse’s love
I’ve been thinking about eunuchs for a few months. I briefly dated a transgender person who was Italian-American, a witch, and had undergone bottom surgery to remove their dick and get a vulva. They related to the eunuchs in Rome long ago, some witch eunuchs. content warning: violence Well, honestly I’ve been thinking of eunuchs
I went to pho with my dear friend. We were sitting outside, eating delicious soup. My friend gave me their basil; I gave them my cilantro. Probably that’s love, that considerate sharing of resources. I thought of my not-quite-ex, the one I loved before, and what she gave me: my recent situationship. She was the