You know the one thing I miss the most about the Marine? Before this whole...thing happened, we had some pretty nice talks about sex in general. Now that there's this awkwardness between us, I can't talk to him about sex anymore. I really wish I could though, because I'd have some good stuff to talk about!
Since our recent failure to start a sexual relationship, I've gone back to masturbation as a way to relieve the tension. Since I'm not going to get the D any time soon, I figured it would be good for me to release all this tension I've been building up. Anyway, I'm what one might call sexually sheltered.
Today I bought my first bottle of lubricant, and I just used it to release some of that tension.
Guys.
This is an amazing day. I had NO IDEA it would be that amazing. I always knew that masturbation was satisfying, but I never knew it could be better until today. Today I have awakened into this new world of pleasure and I'm loving it so far.
That might be a little too much information for some of y'all.
But this is why I need the Marine to talk to me. He wouldn't mind if I talked to him about it. Hell, he'd probably join me and we could both have pleasurable experiences. I really miss my sex talk buddy, y'all. I feel like I've been deprived of a dependable resource on the world of sex. Lord knows he's had his fair share of sex, and he could pass his vast knowledge onto me so I could make myself happier that I've been in a long time.
Maybe happy's not the right word. Satisfied is probably the right word. I'd be satisfied.
Shoot, I'm satisfied right now. My muscles feel like jello, and I'm already starting to fall asleep.
Hopefully I didn't scare any of you too badly. Have a great night, readers!
Ta.
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