Lets talk sex. Sex. That one little word causes so many emotions and has so many faces. My personal favorite is BDSM. So I'd like to believe. Truly I've done very few things in this category. Its been about five years since I discovered this fascinating piece of myself. I was alone in my room with nothing but the low secretive light of a candle. As I rubbed and caressed the walls and knob of my own desire i felt my nipples perk at the thought of the hot wax on my sensitive bits. So I did. I took the candle and I poured hot wax all over my nipples and on that sensitive area right above the vagina. It was searing hot but felt so good. I slowly progressed from there.
What I really wanna know is why? Why do I like this? Most would say it stems from abuse or absent father/mother but I haven't had either of those. Scientifically speaking as the Huffington Post attempts to explain that love, sex, pain, and violence all release very similar chemicals in the human body and they are often perceived as pleasure. Stress or anxiety can translate into sexual desire as well mainly because, as most of you know, if you have sex or masterbate before you do something that makes you anxious or if you're stressed you feel a little relieved. I sometimes will masterbate before work to keep the edge off. On another note, does sex make you tired because of the exertion of energy or is it something else? Not necessarily, there are several factors that play in that post-sex fatigue. Timing just so happens to be one of them. If it is early in the morning, say around 6 A.M. you may get really tired and find it hard to keep the lids open but if it's later in the day maybe about noon you won't be as tired depending on the sleep you got the night before and the level of activity prior to sex. Late at night however, the body is always tired and the sex doesn't even have to be "soliciting" for you to feel extremely tired.
Here is one Scenario we all have had. The Virgin transformation.
Up until I was 16, I was a virgin. I had been dating this boy for about five months and anyone who knew me also knew two things. If I'm curious I will find out what it is or what its like. Secondly, I am committed. We were in the van on the way to Tar Camp for a day in the park with my friend, my uncle, and my brother. We had talked about if before but I was never really okay with it. It struck me that I had become curious and I wanted to know. So I typed up on my phone " Babe, I wanna have sex" and He replied somewhat shocked I do believe "Really?" I told him I want to know what making love is like and you know I love you and my curiosity is killing me once more. So two days later if I recall correctly I got some condoms and we were at his house and we did it. Emotionally I was nervous and kept thinking what if after this I just become one of his girls. Not that He was a player but every girl thinks what if I am just another broad. Mentally I was not prepared for this because for the next two days I cried non stop because I broke my promise to myself that I would stay a virgin till marriage. Physically I was beyond ready. It hurt but it felt good at the same time and I knew right then I am definitely one kinky bitch.
I have several fantasies i would love to do. (For instance the Candy Shop. I would love to own my own Candy seductions shop. There would be gelatine breasts and chocolate penises sold there along with another variety of sensual goods .My man would come in posed as a customer as we would play cat and mouse with each other .He would pick up some sugar candy clamps and twizzler cuffs, turn towards me and ask for a demonstration. I'd lead him to the back and cuff him to my standing metal frame. Placing the clamps gently on his pale pink nips and rub his chest to his manhood. It goes down perfectly in my head but reality has a different story. I can imagine what he would say had he read this and i can't help but laugh' mainly because i gave him a different version of that fantasy to fit our relationship style. Enjoy that visual taste? Good, lets get to the basics
