Whips and Chains Excite Me

Joons.

Trying to keep it chill tonight because it’s f#cking Monday. Whatever I get it, you can’t stay in bed all day everyday. Cool.

I feel like talking about sex tonight. I know, gosh how many more times can I talk about it? Endless. I think I learn something new about sex everyday – for example, sometimes it’s not as great as the vampire sex on TV, but… that’s why we have drunk sex.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I prefer not being the boss in the bedroom (click here). I like when a man knows what he wants… because that’s when he really feels like a man. (sexist comment… it’s how I feel).

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Gender roles can be sexy in the bedroom (but leave them tied to the bed posts please).

Just to warn you all – this is about to be a deep dark secret kind of night. This has been a new thing for me – experimenting with sex and realizing that I suddenly have options that I’d never considered before – either from being too embarrassed to or just not being creative enough.

Missionary can be done like this too?!

I was trying something new with someone I was very attracted to. And that was that. There weren’t any emotions and I thought it was the perfect situation – no attachments, no embarrassment – no aberoo, ya feel me - and yes yes, same guy from previous posts.

It was really working out for awhile until things went too far. I showed up on his doorstep one night, after weeks of planning – I had finally forced myself to shave my legs, spray perfume where I generally don’t, and wear some uncomfortable, lacy g-string thing. [Read more...]

I Kissed A Boy and I Hated It.

HAPPY FRIDAY! AKA FREEDAY!

Fridays are the best days of the week, because its usually an easy day at work (its casual in every sense of the word), people are in better moods… and I can sit at my desk, stare at my computer and just contemplate LIFE.

or penguins.

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Today, I was thinking about Kissing.

Because before there was Sex & Fessenjoon, there was BOOS & Fessenjoon.

No one hits a home run without at least going for first base. (question: is kissing still first base?) And so much of intimacy really is… boos boosing, or making out, OR frenching, or whatever you want to call it. A lot of people remember their first kiss and for some, it was with someone they really liked.

For me, I don’t really remember or attach that much significance to the first kiss. It happened much later for me, at the end of high school, but I’m really hazy on the exact way it happened and if there was tongue involved or not? There were no fireworks or sparks, I assure you.  But I will tell you joonies this, ever since I started kissing, I haven’t wanted to stop.

Unless you’re a bad kisser, in which case we call that a #DEALBREAKER.

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A good kiss can really turn you on, and it can make you a memorable hook up. A bad kiss will make the other person run for the hills– no matter how hot you are, or how great your personality is. There is no set formula on how to be a good kisser, but there are some common DO’s and common DON’T’s. [Read more...]

Rules Don’t Apply

Hey joons,

I feel like I’ve been a little MIA- but I could really use the distraction tonight and I swear I have a good excuse… let’s just call it, MARKET RESEARCH.

Excuses?  Yeahhhh… my bad.  Let me explain.

I have pretty strict rules when it comes to dating.

Naww I really have NO game

Not because my mom would disapprove of anything less, but because I just don’t like losing control– issues? I think so.  If I give “it” up quickly, then that guy is automatically considered “un-dateable…” at least in my mind.  I instantly write them off as a “hook-up” or “friends with benefits” because ultimately, I don’t really want to give it up immediately to the guy I’m dating.  Ideally, I want him to work for it.

It goes both ways– you might think I’m easy for letting you f#ck me, but I think you’re easy for lasting x minutes.

Don’t ask me how I come up with these rules, but it’s always worked for me… until now.

I met this Persian guy recently through some friends- and I was instantly interested.  I’m sure I’ve mentioned this before, but there is something just incredibly sexy about a guy who can spit out Farsi like it’s no big deal.  So of course, one of the first nights we all hang out in a group- with drinks involved- we end up making out.

What about inhibitions?

And the next night, one thing led to another and we ended up hooking up for real.  I’m not really sure what motivated me to do it– regardless, it happened.  And it was really great.

NO REGRETS. TRUE STORY.

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