“That’s not my kink,” I said. And my vagina just laughed…
ALTERNATE TITLE: I think my vagina was abducted by aliens.* So I kinda feel like this post should have a bunch of explanations and disclaimers, but I’m also not really… Read more »
Tag: What I “think about” When I Orgasm
Sensual Indulgence, Familiar and New
A raspberry, I think, picturing the just-ripened juicy pink-red in my mind and transferring the plump-soft memory of unplucked-from-the-vine succulence to the resistance-spring give of swollen flesh pulsing – aroused,… Read more »
Jeté
The colors dance behind my eyelids in bursts and swirls, splashing across my vision in vibrant variegated hues. They overlap and spin, spattering their motley array of vivid brights and… Read more »