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The Ten Commandments of Sex

07 Sunday Oct 2012

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As asked by a tumblr follower: “If you could write 10 commandments for sex, what would they be?”

 

The Ten Commandments of Sex

  1. In all things, in all times, in all places, thou shalt remember and heed these words: “NO” means “NO.” If thou art halfway to third base, if thou art married or single, verily if thou art mid-coitus, “NO” means “NO” and thou shalt stop, lest thou wishest to become a rapist. Unless perchance thou art in a relationship in which “no” means “yes”, for then thou shalt choose and employ an agreed-upon safe word in advance.
  2. Thou shalt never engage in sexual contact of any kind, even in thy mind, with persons under the legal age of consent lest ye burn in a special corner of hell.
  3. Thou shalt communicate with thy partner. Thou shalt listen to and respond to his or her needs and expectations, but also shalt thou be open and honest about thy own needs and expectations.
  4. Thou shalt not commit surprise anal, for by such acts has paradise been lost.
  5. Thou shalt not perform fellatio or cunnilingus out of rote, for both acts require enthusiasm and enjoyment by the giver to be a great treasure to the receiver.
  6. Thou shalt make and respect thy own relationship boundaries as a couple, for if thou dost not know thy limits, thou mayst not be put out when they are inadvertently crossed.
  7. Thou shalt not do anything that is distasteful to thy partner, being mindful in all things of thy partner’s tastes, preferences, and personal hang-ups.
  8. When thou hears the words, “Don’t stop,” thou shalt not stop. Thou shalt not speed up. Thou shalt not switch positions. Thou shalt not slow down. Thou shalt not do it harder. Thou shalt not do it softer. Thou shalt continue without change or variation lest thou lose the orgasm and incur the wrath or scorn of thy partner.
  9. Thou shalt not dismiss thy partners desires out of hand, for one doth not know what one likes until one tries it.
  10. Thou shalt not forbid thy partner to enjoy porn; neither shall ye make editorial comments about what one finds in thy partner’s secret porn stash, for there is little harm to be found in clown porn or urine fetishism.

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16 Sunday Sep 2012

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A Tumblr follower asks: where do you stand on pubic hair?

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I don’t have a firm stance on pubic hair.

On the one hand, I love a man with a thick pelt of hair. I love to run my fingers through the thatch at the base of his cock and pull him to me. I love to have my nose tickled when I deep throat him, when I take him all the way in my mouth with his hands in my hair, his hips thrusting because I’m making him feel so damned good. I like it when it’s still damp and curly from his shower, or when I nuzzle his balls and he smells funky and sweaty from working all day. I love it when I’m shaved bare and I straddle him, sliding him inside me and feeling the coarse nest of hair against my naked, sensitive skin and how it feels when I grind my clit against him. I love to go down on him after he’s made me cum and smell my own muskiness perfuming his pubic hair.

But I also I love it when he stands in the hot spray of the shower and maybe on a whim gets the sudden inspiration to get rid of every last wiry curl. I love seeing every inch of a man’s shaft from root to tip. I love to slide my hands over the smooth skin, especially if I can slip my hand inside his boxers and find nothing but flesh with no worries of pulling too hard or getting anything caught in a wayward zipper. I love my naked, hairless flesh touching his. So much lovely skin, so much beautiful contact. So many open, exposed, unprotected nerve endings rubbing against each other.

I love it when the hair is starting to grow back. I love the stubble beneath my fingers and I caress him, and feel the sharpish ends of the hairs against me like a fine brush. It hurts, but so good. The shorter hairs against my ass, against my chin, under my lips are all more intense sensations. It’s more fiery for a few days, then one day, it’s not. The hair grows ever longer, ever softer, ever thicker again, until I can run my hands through it and again revel in the feeling of his most private curls between my fingers again.