Now before you start judging me, I would first of like to say my last exam was today so I can finally pay more attention to the finer more interesting things in life, such as this blog and this fine fine topic of love, sex and whatever in-between.
I am all for the general banter that alludes such taboo but I primarily want to focus on one or two things that have brushed upon my conscience and lingered a while longer than necessary, as does anything to do with sex. So here's a rundown for ya.
I am a firm believer of sexual expression. The great thing about sex is that it can constitute as all parts of a three course meal; starter, main and desert. I genuinely think it should be incorporated into your five a day. But of course you knew that and repetition can be a bore. What I want to primarily focus on is sexual expression within relationships. This could be any relationship mind you I don't discriminate. But be aware I do have a vagina and might write from my own feminitical point of view (yes, that is now a word).
I've found that nothing makes me happier than fucking whenever and wherever I feel like it. Its basic instinct and we learn to repress it but sexuality is as common a state as hunger. Feed the damn bitch. Why we make excuses not to go past the stereotypical matrimonial missionary and explore ourselves goes beyond me and my pheromones. But at what point does it become unacceptable to let your sexuality roam free?
You know that thing called monogamy? Yeah?
Son of a bitch isn't it.
Now, before you start clawing at me just hear me out.
I am all for fair monogamy as a lifestyle choice. What I mean by 'fair' is that one side does not have privileges the other doesn't. No it's not alright for him to cheat on you once, twice, and the tenth time whilst you sit and play 'princess loyale'. There's a reason why dogs are a man's best friend. Men value loyalty in bitches but aren't afraid to stroke another bitch just because it happened to wiggle its tail about for a bit of bone. I don't know how this can be applied to lesbian couples but stick with the analogy.
I sometimes find this sense of loyalty to be constricting in how women develop their sense of sexuality and sensuality. We become 'for the man' rather than for ourselves.
Question: How often have you had to fake it and why do you?
Don't feel bad, he's a nice fella at the end of the day. He tried and kept trying and somewhere in between all that sweaty trying you remembered you had a hair appointment to get to and you weren't getting anywhere far here anyway. But I guarantee you no matter how frigid the bird is, a man will reach those stars one way or the other.
On the other hand you have that bedroom fanatic and beastly son of a gun who oozes all 50 shades of yassss and the passion and chemistry is beyond the stars you wish you could see through the ceiling as he bangs your brains out. Call me crude, but it is what it is. I have been with a few bodies like this. Quite exceptional but relationship wise, once you step out of the confinements of their four walls, everything else struggles to keep up.
For example, conversations. The flirting seems like its forced, conversation is minimal, stimulation just goes. And in moments like these I'd fail to feel anything but insignificant, irrelevant, and the furthest thing from sexy since sloths. So what happens when you get the stimulating conversation and attention from someone you're not emotionally drawn to whilst in the confinements of a marmalade relationship. Personally I'd love the appreciation. And if your relationship is 'unfair' I say why not. You're not sleeping with them yet, sometimes a person needs to feel sexy rather than be told.
But Audrey, you might ask, where does love come into all of this?
Well my dear, it doesn't really play much of a significance. I feel that physical attraction and body chemistry gives you great sex and you don't have to get all deep with a person to get off. The person you're with might not be enough for you and your sexual needs.
Sometimes you just want to fuck in the backseat of someone's car and carry that buzz with you and between you. Sometimes love just doesn't come in to how your body wants to sort its shit out.
Now, feel free to express yourself.
Be with someone who makes you feel sexy even by conversing effectively and not just a power drill in the bedroom, so help your vagina.
love doesn't need to come into it.
Learn to appreciate your body first before anyone uses it to deposit their frustrations without fully working out yours.
This is me
With love,
My Pheromones
x
P.S
Feel free to bring up any discussions below. I'll be sure to look
I am all for the general banter that alludes such taboo but I primarily want to focus on one or two things that have brushed upon my conscience and lingered a while longer than necessary, as does anything to do with sex. So here's a rundown for ya.
I am a firm believer of sexual expression. The great thing about sex is that it can constitute as all parts of a three course meal; starter, main and desert. I genuinely think it should be incorporated into your five a day. But of course you knew that and repetition can be a bore. What I want to primarily focus on is sexual expression within relationships. This could be any relationship mind you I don't discriminate. But be aware I do have a vagina and might write from my own feminitical point of view (yes, that is now a word).
I've found that nothing makes me happier than fucking whenever and wherever I feel like it. Its basic instinct and we learn to repress it but sexuality is as common a state as hunger. Feed the damn bitch. Why we make excuses not to go past the stereotypical matrimonial missionary and explore ourselves goes beyond me and my pheromones. But at what point does it become unacceptable to let your sexuality roam free?
You know that thing called monogamy? Yeah?
Son of a bitch isn't it.
Now, before you start clawing at me just hear me out.
I am all for fair monogamy as a lifestyle choice. What I mean by 'fair' is that one side does not have privileges the other doesn't. No it's not alright for him to cheat on you once, twice, and the tenth time whilst you sit and play 'princess loyale'. There's a reason why dogs are a man's best friend. Men value loyalty in bitches but aren't afraid to stroke another bitch just because it happened to wiggle its tail about for a bit of bone. I don't know how this can be applied to lesbian couples but stick with the analogy.
I sometimes find this sense of loyalty to be constricting in how women develop their sense of sexuality and sensuality. We become 'for the man' rather than for ourselves.
Question: How often have you had to fake it and why do you?
Don't feel bad, he's a nice fella at the end of the day. He tried and kept trying and somewhere in between all that sweaty trying you remembered you had a hair appointment to get to and you weren't getting anywhere far here anyway. But I guarantee you no matter how frigid the bird is, a man will reach those stars one way or the other.
On the other hand you have that bedroom fanatic and beastly son of a gun who oozes all 50 shades of yassss and the passion and chemistry is beyond the stars you wish you could see through the ceiling as he bangs your brains out. Call me crude, but it is what it is. I have been with a few bodies like this. Quite exceptional but relationship wise, once you step out of the confinements of their four walls, everything else struggles to keep up.
For example, conversations. The flirting seems like its forced, conversation is minimal, stimulation just goes. And in moments like these I'd fail to feel anything but insignificant, irrelevant, and the furthest thing from sexy since sloths. So what happens when you get the stimulating conversation and attention from someone you're not emotionally drawn to whilst in the confinements of a marmalade relationship. Personally I'd love the appreciation. And if your relationship is 'unfair' I say why not. You're not sleeping with them yet, sometimes a person needs to feel sexy rather than be told.
But Audrey, you might ask, where does love come into all of this?
Well my dear, it doesn't really play much of a significance. I feel that physical attraction and body chemistry gives you great sex and you don't have to get all deep with a person to get off. The person you're with might not be enough for you and your sexual needs.
Sometimes you just want to fuck in the backseat of someone's car and carry that buzz with you and between you. Sometimes love just doesn't come in to how your body wants to sort its shit out.
Now, feel free to express yourself.
Be with someone who makes you feel sexy even by conversing effectively and not just a power drill in the bedroom, so help your vagina.
love doesn't need to come into it.
Learn to appreciate your body first before anyone uses it to deposit their frustrations without fully working out yours.
This is me
With love,
My Pheromones
x
P.S
Feel free to bring up any discussions below. I'll be sure to look