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KainWilkus 37M
112 posts
5/13/2021 7:14 am
Cigarettes After Sex - Neon Moon


Order of events:
Bought a sex toy, had sex, masturbated.
Sex toy was clearance. Climax trainer; figured more practical use and be less offensive than a fleshlight or pocket pussy.
Sex was...sex. Wasn't planned or burning with steamy passion, though not terrible. Didn't come across as pity/duty; perfectly adequate. I had perused texts, carnal lust and sexual banter; wanted bring back that feeling. Guess you could call sex for times sake. Self-reflection shows I'm more into foreplay than actual<b> intercourse. </font></b>The kissing, fondling, oral, disrobing, though context seems a great factor.
Which leads into masturbation.
Can still recall the mental image. Selfsame sexual partner; naked except for black leather knee-high boots. Strokes my cock with her hand then her mouth. Moans escape the back of her throat. I massage her pussy then insert my fingers. A sharp cry. Faster, deeper. Her thighs shudder, her skin flushed. Her legs on my shoulders as I thrust deeper. ", God! I'm gonna cum." I flip her over; hands and knees; her pussy so warm and wet. My hands move from her hips, cradle the soft flesh of her breasts as I bite her glistening skin. Harder; sounds of lust fill the room. "I'm cumming, oooohhhh" Final thrust, her heels raised, we both climax together.
Then my eyes open. Thirsty. Tired. Sleep.

"Booty has to be earned."
Quick thoughts:

Read that this is a toxic notion, akin to moving the goalposts. Stands to reason then problem isn't LL but more LL4U. And if attraction is gone, chances of it returning are astronomically slim. So question becomes if not attracted anymore, why stay?

Thoughts?

"Maybe next weekend."

The dreaded "maybe." We all know "maybe" means "no." So why say it?

Really need help understanding this. LL4U situation. Sex, when it does happen, is without intimacy or passion; duty/pity, dity. So she's not keeping me around for sexual reasons. It's not financial; makes more than me. Could be for companionship akin to a pet or servant. Doesn't that sound like settling? All this while jumping through hoops, waiting hand/foot; classic "nice guy" which isn't sexy. So partner who neither wants nor needs thyself supplies hopium when we both know not happening. Why? Why keep up the charade?


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