עברו 30 שנה וזה עדיין כואב
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As sexual as most people are nowadays, very few know the power that sex really holds. Talk about fucking each and every day but have no real energy behind it. I’m all about tapping into the carnal with some insane raw, unfiltered fucking but baby, carnal instincts come with passion. You wanting to fuck 24/7 because you’re scared of intimacy that doesn’t involve sex isn’t sexy.
For sex to be & feel good, regardless of the type of sex (vanilla or BDSM, casual or relationship, etc), you need to feel wanted. You need to make them feel wanted. And no one knows how to do that anymore. There’s a certain type of touch that I love & I’ve only come across two people that touched me like that. They made me feel like the sex wasn’t simply for the purpose of coming but more like...they sensed what I liked and had the audacity to integrate it into our sex.
The touch was dripping with intention and with want, as heavy as I need it to be. And that shit is sexy. In terms of passion, audacity & the act of wanting go hand in hand. Audacity brings excitement into sex, but it’s dead for most people and it’s sad. Everyone thinks audacity means calling you names in bed with a weak ass voice or calling themselves daddy. That’s cookie cutter shit and it’s a sexual cop out honestly.
To feel wanted, I need to feel like you’ve learned my body, don’t mind worshipping it, and yet you still have the boldness to take it up a notch or two in a way you’d know I’d enjoy. That’s the best thing ever. Some passionless ass slapping ain’t gone get me there like you think it will. I need limits pushed. But respectfully. And sexily. And with consent. Never without boldness though. ❤️
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Yellow sheets, sunlight coming through the blinds. With night-rooms.
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It amazes me how i can go from wanting to be bent over, grabbed, teased and marked to just be babied, cuddled and rest on someone’s lap
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“The kiss and the bite are such close cousins that in the heat of love they are too readily confounded.”
— Heinrich von Kleist
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