This post is about cock. Yes. That incredible, pleasure-and-pain-inducing, body part that has the power to make me scream and the power to destroy my mind. You've been forewarned. Cock, and that wonderful place called 'The Land Of Fuck.'
You know what they say about tits? The same goes for cock. Once you've seen one...you want to see the rest of them.
I used to beat myself up over my promiscuity. I had my reasons - it was pretty bad there for a while. But I haven't jumped into bed with a complete stranger (my Drugstore Cowboy doesn't count, even though after a year we still don't know shit about each other,) in a while. As fun as the take-down-and-capture can be, I like to stick with my rotation.
The only real problem I have with the cock is the power it sometimes manages to exercise over me. My sexual mentality is so much more male than female, (for lack of a better description; I hate to dumb it down by contrasting the males and the females.)
"What is my best option tonight?"
"Okay, -this one- is telling me he wants it later, but if that falls through, who can I have lined up?"
"Why isn't -that one- answering his fucking phone?"
"Sure, if I get woken up by -this one- I will crawl the fuck out of bed and be on his doorstep within a half an hour."
"Just because you succeeded in making my brains ooze out through my ears when I orgasmed doesn't mean I want to cuddle, baby."
I want it, I need it, I love it. And I become a real bitch if I don't get it.
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