Month: May 2015

Revealing lenses

I love exposing myself. A funny thing to say, but true in a way. For all my conservative reservations, I’ve experienced very little guilt when it comes to my need to pose provocatively. Funny considering I was taught to value my body and save it for the one who’d love me forever. To not give …

Of the flesh

For the longest time I avoided pornography as a means to help me get off. Some of it was born out of years of conditioning when it came to all things sexual outside of the bonds of marriage. I shouldn’t touch myself and to add the sin of indulging in watching porn would just send me …

Razor edge

I always believed being uninhibited would lead me down paths I’d never return from. That exploring passion was a dangerous thing. That religious upbringing that takes an unhealthy turn at points. I get unbalanced so easily and I need black and white explanations to keep that balance. Life isn’t so clear cut, I quickly learned. Passion isn’t …

Learning my body 

I can’t say I remember the first time I made myself come, but I know it was an addictive feeling I couldn’t help seeking out.  My story about discovering my body wasn’t one of innocent exploration. Sex was introduced into my life at a young age and in an unwanted, intrusive manner. I touched myself …

You’d date me 

I’ve stopped making any real effort in the dating game lately. Few men I encounter are good long term material and I move around too much for most men.  I also lack patience to navigate the minefield.  This 23 year old on Fet has been trying to make a move. We’re on opposite coasts, but …