Have you ever stopped to really think about how good sex feels?
I don't mean 'slam-bam-thank-you-ma'am', gee that felt good - kind of thing.
I'm talking about - low down, sloppy, greasy hair, soaked sheets, wore out ass bodies wrapped around each other like a ball of horny snakes, sore dick, engorged coochie, 'I can't breathe!, fuck its hot in here, Jesus what if the neighbors heard - kind of sex that seems to only happen once in a great while.
Strange thought right? Well, maybe not.
How often do you have sex like that? Or is it more likely that the two (or more) of you simply spend a few minutes playing patty cake, cum and then roll over and go to sleep.
I wonder sometimes if the slap dash approach to sex (mostly seen in porn)is more about ensuring that only one member of the bed party has a good time. Granted, sex isn't always going to leave smoking holes in the drywall, but I'm pretty sure that its not supposed to be 'by the book' either.
Sex is supposed to feel good. It's supposed to make the butterfly's beat the inside of your guts to jelly. It's supposed to sometimes scare you half to death as you try to figure out just what to do with this incredible collection of body parts and spirit that's climbed into your space. Sex feels like a lot of things.
But is it supposed to feel routine? Is sex ever supposed to reach the point where its a planned, dry experience that you find yourself falling into out of habit?
How does sex feel? Hell, I can't really answer that one since its different for all of us, but I'm pretty sure its never supposed to be, well, boring.
For me sex is about skin on skin. It's about making each other sweat while forging a connection that goes beyond the dick and pussy. Seriously, even if its a one time thing with a person you don't really intend to ever see again, it should be more about your mind. Making it just about the dick, or just about the pussy is like watching porn, after a while it becomes *yawn* - I've seen this one, guess I'll do the taxes...
Engage your mind - the largest sex organ, and you'll find that you're more clever in bed. You'll think of things that feel good instead of just pounding meat. I mean, really, if that's all there was too it, the both of you would probably be better off masturbating.
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