I go back and forth between wanting to be faithful, and wondering who/what the hell I'm being moral for anyway?
I have an actual high female libido that I've somewhat successfully reigned in for over a decade. I've had my lingerie chat sessions with friends, but no physical contact with anyone until last weekend...and now it's like some beast has reawakened in me.
My bf and I had a dead bedroom until maybe 5 months ago. The sex we have now isn't hot for me at all, but I know I drive him wild. There's no eroticism, no passion, no spontaneous and primal shows of desire. He doesn't know how to be dominant at all...I don't even mean kink dominant, I mean basic gender roles (that's my thing, if you prefer nongendered bedroom play that's awesome, I've experimented and I prefer dominant, masculine men).
But...I also DO like getting rough, to the point of it being a little dangerous. I like feeling bruised and beaten for days after...nothing like it to remind me I'm alive. I get wet when I remember why I'm so sore.
Through sex, we transcend this mundane trap of existence. We glimpse just a bit of what might be on the other side after this struggle between Moral and Immoral, between Good and Bad...between Shadow and Light.
If you read this whole post, and it spoke to something more than just your cock...message me.
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