(I have previously posted this on my personal blog. Decided it would be fun to write about it like a food review. Happened yesterday, not sure if I’m breaking any rules for not describing in details every act, I focus more on the senses)
5 stars (/5)
I’m a self-confessed foodie, I think my obsession with good food is only rivalled by my obsession with good sex. I give myself whole to my obsessions: I won’t find peace till I have researched everything humanly possible about it, I will watch, read, and compare different techniques, then I will try them, put them to the test, ask for opinions, always striving to do the best, always trying to improve, never content, always perfectionist, forever passionate.
I’ve also always wondered about swallowing cum: would I spit or swallow?
Even as a teenage girl I thought swallowing would be more practical, however I was quite aware of how despising some of my friends found it. Still, in my mind swallowing was not only fair but the sexier thing to do. In a way, I would assure my partner: “I accept you, you have me, in this moment I’m yours”. I have never wanted to belong to someone, but for me sex is (at least) two people giving themselves completely to each other, during a certain amount of time, and giving in to the pleasure they create.