Vanilla Ice Cream versus Hot Fudge Brownie Sundae toped with Peanut Butter Sauce

Vanilla ice cream is okay some of the time. Plain Jane ice cream can be soothing after being bombarded with a variety of other flavors. However, I tend to lean towards the peanut butter chunk ice cream on top of a warm, moist brownie, doused in hot fudge and peanut butter, smothered with whip cream. Full of flavor and full of POW. And this is also how I order my sex: intense, over the top, and full of treats. However, like making out of this world sundae, not all the ingredients are in the kitchen for crazy sex. The energy that goes into sex that is far above vanilla standards is tremendous. Both partners need to be up to the task of performing, and if role play is involved, both have to get into character. If the couples completing coitus are acting out a fantasy, all the tools and the perfect setting must be set. There can be no forgetting of the plaid skirt or sexy nighty. The handcuffs and belts must be in reach. Pleasure tape has to be purchased, but no one can ever seem to remember to buy it. Lube must not be lost in the limitless pit of the bedroom, hindering the ritual of obscure positions and anal sex.

Am I saying I have a lot of boring vanilla? No, actually my sex life is far more exciting than most and I have the bruises on my ass to prove it. We screw around every time we see each other, whether it be very public head or cervix pounding sex. But my quest is to increase the intensity even beyond what we have. So starting this month I will remember the pleasure tape so I can be the kidnapped

YES!!!!!!!!

So this past weekend I had my first orgasm in quite some time. I was riding my SO while it happened, and then I just kept going to he could ejaculate all over my back. The lack of orgasms is not the fault of my SO; it really is my fault. The medications I am on makes it harder to have an orgasm (but not harder to become aroused). I just wanted to share my joy. I promise I will return to a more philosophical stance on coitus next week.

Oh Rapunzel, Rapunzel, May I Pull Thy Hair

Some believe that the payment for vanity is to lose that source of pride. I know this all too well. My hair was my crowning feature. I held it above all else. I was quite vain about my appearance and my hair was the greatest embodiment of my vanity. But then I became ill. My body began to wither away. Yet my hair remained strong and shiny. My hair was the last part of my exterior that felt the toll malnutrition was taking on my body. When it began to fall out I was devastated. I even cut it off to hope that the loss would stop. However the hair loss increased. I was effectively going bald. Now, as of writing this I have a very thin pony tail.

My hair was an integral part of who I was. It was long and luminous. It graced my lower back with its natural beauty. My luscious hair was not only beautiful but strong, strong enough to put Rapunzel to shame. Slowly I pray that this new hair growth I am experiencing will return my beautiful prized possession.

This sudden hair loss and lack of glorious locks has impeded my sex life. My hair took a paramount position when it came to attracting my partners. My long hair helped showcase my “exotic” facial features and highlight the thinness of my face. Now I keep it pulled back to hide my unattractive mullet (yes you read right MULLET). I cannot run fingers through it to display my desire to be approached and caressed. Flipping my hair around is no longer a viable option for arousing men (and some women *wink*). The worst part besides being less attractive is the sex. I cannot lie their, writhing in pleasure with my hair spread out behind me like some angelic halo. And being called a cum slut while sliding my lips along a hard cock is not the same without the affectionate hair tug. Hair pulling really puts me in my place; my complete submission is demanded by this tool. I am subjected to his will while he has a fist full of my hair wrapped around his hand twice. The pain serves as a motivator for me to please. I become more eager to please with every tug, yank, and gentle stroke. I would even be willing to be dragged around by my hair.

The fantasy most impeded by this lack of luscious glowing hair is my Rapuzel fantasy. I have the desire to be like Rapunzel, locked away alone waiting for a man to come and fuck me silly. He would call for my to lower my hair, so he could tug on it as he hoisted himself up into my bed chamber. His thanks for a heroic rescue would be he could have me to be his. With all that hair, the pulling and the tugging and the riding would be fantastic. He would be able to pound me from behind and grad a fist full of that hair and give his thrusting an added punch.

But this is not an option at the current time. Sad, but true. So until my hair returned to its full gorgeous self, I will be longing to hear “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, may I pull your hair.”

Wanting Intense Role Play?

When role playing, both partners have to be in character, or the passion and excitement is lost. I found this out this past Saturday while I went to my SO’s apartment in my plaid skirt and fishnets. I was innocent school girl going to the principal’s office for uniform violations. However, my SO totally did not get into his role as he should have. It was under-stimulating for me.

So now the question is, how do I approach the situation? Do I talk to him about how he needs to get more involved in the fantasy? Or do I just try again?

Personally, I believe he just has not had much experience with women who want to role play and want to be degraded while being fucked. Sometimes I can see he is kind of intimidated by my experience in the realm of role play and bondage. Hopefully he will come around and I will be able to be my usual self in the bedroom.

Am I Kinky?

When ever engaging in sexual activities, the word kinky comes up. I find that I am forced to ponder what kinky really means in general and specifically in my life. So what is kinky?

According to Mr. Merriam-Webster Dictionary, kinky is an adjective with three possible meanings: closely twisted or curled, relating to, having, or appealing to unconventional tastes especially in sex or also sexually deviant, and finally outlandish or far out. Well there it is folks, unconventional sexual practices that could be considered deviant. Anyone who has taken a sociology class knows that deviance is basically not following the norms set by society.

But what is truly unconventional? Is role playing unconventional? If so, then I am unconventional. Is washing the dishes while being pounded from behind kinky? If so then I am kinky. Is talking on the phone with my lover while he is getting a blow job from another girl so all three of us can get off deviant? If so, then I guess I am also deviant.

Okay, so I have to admit I might be a little kinky. But I have met and slept with people whose tastes are quite unconventional, even by my standards. I have also slept with people who are pretty vanilla, where they don’t stray from the same 5 sex positions.

So how do we as people know if we are kinky? How can we introduce ourselves as kinky and have our sexual partner know if that really matches what they desire? I fear by labeling myself as kinky, I will draw people who expect something totally different from sexual activities than I do. I have read a book called Fetish that describes BDSM and other “unconventional” sexual practices, offers definitions for the vocabulary of “kinky” sex practices, and mentions tools of the trade. From this book, I learned more about the practices I like and acquired some ideas. The book was very informative and I quite enjoyed reading it. Based on the content in the book, I would assume my brand of kinky is rather tame. And this, I suppose, is how I would describe myself to perspective lovers.

Sex 4 You

I do not claim to be an expert on sexuality and/or sexual practices. However, I do claim to enjoy sexual contact and to be extremely interested in the discussion of sexual encounters. I do wish more people were as open to discussing their sex lives as I am. That is why I was inspired to create this blog. I will discuss sex and the practices in that area. I hope to learn more about the realm of sexuality and to impart some knowledge on others. Please consider commenting.