“Looks like you want to start our date early,” I said. My spouse and I had a date set for 9am, but it was 8am. He took off his clothes and climbed into bed with me. “Yes, I’m early” he said. “I guess you’re horny,” I said. He held out his arms to hug me.
“Are you ok?” I asked my spouse. He was lying in bed on his back, and his shorts were pulled down to expose his big dick sticking out erectly. I was in bed next to him, writing. “Mm hmm,” he said, sleepy. “I see you have some swelling,” I said, patting his thigh with affection.
This poem “craziness and consent” is mostly about disability and family pain. craziness and consent does consent count how crazy is too crazy when I’m in another mood altered state another world unshared reality my spouse tried to do it with me he takes no for an answer and never shamed me for anything
This is how I learned about sexuality as a kid and young person. experiences of my own body–masturbation being violated being oppressed by my mom, as she tried to protect me from being violated medical cruelty movies tv shows classmates, friends books my mom’s Cosmopolitan magazines being looked at / male gaze weird comments totally
“Your eye is twitchy!” I said to my spouse, mid-conversation. “Does it hurt?” I watched his right eyelid make that vibrate motion. “No, it’s ok,” he said. “Is it annoying?” I asked. “No,” he said. “Maybe you’re looking too much,” I said. “How about later I blindfold you and give you some non-sight sensations?” blindfold
“Can I pray for your tummy?” I asked. He was standing by the bed, naked. I was stroking his tummy, appreciating it. “Yes,” he said. His eyes were closed, and he looked so beautiful. tummy prayer “Mother God, please bless the tum of my love. Please bless all the organs of his tummy to do
Briefly over zoom, I saw a friend’s sticker about consent, saying it’s like fries. I was really confused. What? Weird comparison. what it is Consent to me is clear, comforting, sometimes formal, and crucial. Sacred, even! A standard yet tender way to show love, and give respect and care to other people. Consent is how
“Can you take a shower around 11, and then we’ll have our date around 11:30?” I asked. “Sure!” my spouse said. “Yeah, so when I lick your dick, it’s not too salty from sweat. That would be my preference.” I’m usually not a dommy person, so it was fun to make this date request. Summer
Someone on a kink group I like asked about big age differences in relationships. I saw a bunch of answers from grown men in their 40s doing it with young early 20s women, saying how great it was to dominate these young women, as they’re so pliable and eager to learn! Someone said he only
insert image here I looked up BDSM public domain images to plop into this post, and what I saw had nothing to do with what I actually did. the stuff we did wasn’t costly–I didn’t buy any costuming or gear. I’m not a thin white woman with big tits, restrained and slightly grinning, suggesting naughtiness.