I am a slut. I can indeed have sex without being in love with my partner or partners. Very good sex, in fact. Wring me out until I’m limp sex, which, in my opinion is the very best kind. And just plain fun sex. I have a couple of playmates who are just friends and there is no potential for it to go any farther than that, and we still enjoy the heck out of each other. Damn, that’s fun. Don’t get me wrong – we have “connected” and there is chemistry between us, and the sex is often intense. But I’m not in love with him… or her (yeah, that’s hot, isn’t it, guys). Freaky for a woman.
I also prefer my sex delivered with force, in other words, intense. Not soft. Not gentle. Not tender. I’m not a masochist – I don’t like a lot of pain, but a guy grabbing my hair while he kisses me hard, damn that’s hot. Riding me hard, smack my ass a few times, pinch a nipple, bite my neck, yeah, bring it on. I even love a bit of sexual domination, BDSM-style. Tie me up/down and use me… hell yeah. Freaky.
I adore anal sex, love it when a guys cums in my mouth (uh not in that order, please, unless you’ve washed off really well), and will lick a man or woman anywhere they want (gotta be clean, though). I’m totally cool with 3-somes and the tongue anywhere still applies (yeah, guys, got a twitch out of you, I bet). I cum for-freaking-ever, over and over and over and the well never runs out. Might need lube after a couple of hours, though. But if he can keep going, so can I. Freak! But in a “good” way.
