love is the one who ravages you, rolls over with huge adorable eyes, and begs you for cookies.

my breath tastes like cat poo nobody kiss me

it is Lady and the Cramps all up in my business

I am in love with and wildly attracted to a man, and it is the best relationship I will ever have. the only other relationship I would ever want to really explore (and this is true for him too) is a deep same-sex friendship that (more than) occasionally got physical.

emotional intimacy with the same sex that manifests itself in intense physical desire at times is…really really attractive to me. it wouldn’t even matter if she had someone else (in fact, it would probably be for the best) – we’d fill a special role in each other’s life, one that no other partner involved would be threatened by.

mmph.

it was one of the most gratifying moments of my sex life when we collapsed trembling afterwards and Jake said breathlessly, “you are good at brain.”

we spend so much time stimulating one another’s minds and they’ve become finely tuned weapons of pleasure.

I would not say I am good at brain always, but I am good at sex brain. (and, well, he taught me everything I know and knows so much more, so.)

dang gurl you didn’t put on deodorant today. speed stick it where the sun don’t shine

what are those solo techniques?

gosh dang you anon

look at your stupid cute chin against your stupid pretty greys

u-nnnn-f

(basically: ride a pillow/blanket, it’s a hard pressure and especially in conjunction with any other stimulation really builds the feels if ya dig me)

Clit orgasms > G-spot orgasms or vice versa? If you came home to hear sexytimes noises from your bedroom would you make your presence known during or after (and would you watch/listen/leave alone?) Would you wear an egg/ben wa ball in to work?

G-spottttt please and thank you, if it’s someone else. there are, um, special techniques I use flying solo that are reasonably conventional clit stimulation but it’s not that great honestly

ooooh. I would definitely listen in and try to guess who it might be, if I had no warning (unlikely, but possible). depending on whether or not I found out I’d either slip in and join or go read a book.

yessiree that sounds mighty fun; if it were an office day (aka no meetings) then yeah sure why the fuck not