I met a person recently and I can't have them, but my body is like...addicted to the idea of having sex with this person, or a person like this person. I have no idea what's happening to me, but I fucking hate it. I want to throw this fucking feeling in the garbage, it's so annoying.
I'm in the process of working things out with him, but honestly...I am a little frustrated. My body wants the oxytocin, the pure feels of being skin on skin with another person, and this person can't give that to me like I want them to.
I am, kindly, requesting your help. My body is kinda calibrated to this person, but it's not hard to recalibrate it. Flood me with your good chemicals. Touch me for as long as you want. The longer we bond, the less I'll feel so compelled to get my good chemicals from anywhere else. I was touch-starved as a kid, and I get super good feels from simple rubs across my skin. Like I said, push my buttons, and I'll melt all over you.
Trust I won't about anyone else when I'm having sex with you, I just want a good reason to not want this person. That reason being you, your warmth, your nature. (Ideally, you'd want to lock me down a little, and we'd have sex like...more than once a week, but that's a big ask)
I’m a small black 5’4 trans girl with good core strength. I’m fairly slender, at about 110 lbs. I like to roll around, to be pinned down, to be picked up. Generally enjoy being manhandled. (Also like I have tits, which is to be expected. They’ve gotten to the point that now I can’t walk around without them movin’ around over there.)
Hit me if you're interested, at all. I might also be having my hormonal time of the month, so that's fun. My body just wants to...connect, and fighting it is torture.
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