I Love Sex

I love sex.  There is no other way to put it.

I am a very sexual person…
If I’m not having regular sex, then I am hunting for someone to have sex with.
If I’m not actively hunting, then I am fantasizing about having sex.
If I’m alone, then I am frantically masturbating (4, sometimes 5 times in a night?!)
I am a little freak.

But it wasn’t always this way…

My first sexual partner was my high school boyfriend.  I was a virgin, he was not.  He introduced me to the magical world of cunnilingus and as much as I loved the oral sex, I wasn’t such a huge fan of the vaginal sex.  It was uncomfortable and awkward, we only ever did missionary and he would hold off on finishing until I orgasmed first.  That was obviously never going to happen so I did what I thought was best: I would let him fuck me for a few minutes and then I would fake my orgasm with Academy Award winning zeal and he would quickly finish.  It’s still amazing to me that someone who was giving me real orgasms could never differentiate between the two.

The next man I slept with was a depraved, sociopathic, bipolar mess; and the sex was incredible.  He opened me up to myself in ways no one has since.  I realized I could like sex, maybe even love it.  I discovered that I liked road head, phone sex, role playing and butt stuff.  Our entire relationship, the two of us were either fighting or fucking, but when it was the latter, damn it was good!

When I found myself finally single again, I couldn’t wait to spread my wings (and legs!) and hunt for some hot sex.  I ended up stumbling into a relationship and with a VIRGIN no less.  Although horrified at first, I must admit I did enjoy playing teacher and introducing him to the wonderful world of intercourse.  He was even the first guy to give me an orgasm from sex alone.  I trained him to be my ideal lover, but there was still some spark missing.

After that ended, I decided to engage in my first one night stand.  He was a friend of a friend, muscular, tall, and tatted.  He asked me to come home with him and I couldn’t refuse.  It was not what I expected.  He was into choking and biting, but was a softy who also enjoyed cuddling and conversations.
Is this what all one night stands are like?  I wondered, so I decided to find out.

In one year my number jumped from 3 to well into the double digits.  I learned that there were all kinds of men, dicks, sex styles.  It was all in the name of research, I swear.
By the time I started up with him, I was feeling a little sheepish about my sexual rampage.  He and I had a troubled sex life from the get go.  Even when it was at its best, it wasn’t enough for me.  Whenever I suggested spicing things up, he would become extremely offended.  He knew I was more experienced then him and it made him feel unworthy.  Even after finishing an especially hot romp, I would find myself masturbating while he snored beside me.  One orgasm wasn’t enough for me, I wanted to bang all night long, but I had no way of telling him that.
I thought that I was the problem, I must have been weird and depraved and unworthy of a real relationship.

I did finally decided to leave him, but I didn’t think I would be ready to jump into casual sex for a long long time.  Then I met Matthew and the man rocked my world.  I was ecstatic to get out into the world and start sampling the buffet until I got stuck in my worst draught.

There’s something else I love about sex other than the pleasure and the orgasms, it’s the unexpected intimacy.
Think about it.  You may not love someone you’re fucking, you may not even like them, hell, you may straight up hate them, but the sex can still be amazing.  In that moment, you are seeing a person at their most exposed and vulnerable.  Your bodies literally fit together to become one.  It’s a pretty powerful thing.  After all, sex is the reason we’re all here today, it’s on most peoples mind at any given time, it’s always present and prevalent in society.  Regardless of your stance, there is no denying the affect it has on all of our lives.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s