It’s been one of those weeks. I am trying to cope with all the ups and downs wishing it were ups and downs in the bedroom but nothing seems to be going in the direction that I really desire it to go.
Lately I have been wondering if perhaps my sex drive is going to end up being the end of me. I know there is more to life than sensuality and mind-blowing sex but honestly, what is wrong with being pleasured and giving pleasure. There is absolutely nothing wrong with it
in my book. I am sure there are a lot of others in this vast universe that feel the same way.
It has taken me far too long to get myself to feel good about my sexuality. I am not sure why I have had so many hang ups but I am pretty sure it was my upbringing. At times I think it’s my upbringing that has me questioning myself but in the end as long as I am with
a consenting male who is into me and vice versa, there is nothing wrong with where it will lead to. This is what logic says but then that little voice deep down inside starts screaming at me that I am going to be heading down the road to ruin if I keep going the way I am going especially if I were to end up going the route of polyamorous relationship.
Is it just me or is being human a bit too complicated? Maybe I am just overanalyzing as I do. Maybe I should write another piece of erotica and step off this stupid podium of mediocre and embrace my inner kink star, the queen of orgasms, the bitch of bitchiness to the nth factor. It would make a more interesting read wouldn’t it than this.
Oh well, time to go enjoy the sunshine and plots ways to seduce the hubby. Wish me luck, I think I am gonna need it!
More pleasure less guilt! Forever Dackable!