All tangled up: Let’s get rid of “no strings attached” sex

All tangled up: Let’s get rid of “no strings attached” sex

Recently, much to my unclear pleasure, i discovered myself perched on a automatic washer being energetically fingered by way of a male that is human.

Well! It was an appealing (and enthusiastically consented-to) situation, maybe not minimum of most because

  1. I will be a lesbian (okay, okay, I’m bisexual, but as my hilarious and breathtaking freshman roomie says, “Reina. Guys will maybe not make an effort to have intercourse they look over you calling your self a lesbian on the net. with you if” To which I state: The ones that are creepy!), and
  2. I happened to be on an automatic washer.

Much more interesting: this kind of male that is human read a bit of mine on intimate ethics, hookup culture, and vulnerability, in which he had some concerns.

Specifically: Why in the world can you keep in touch with a chick you fucked the after morning? Does not this just make shit more awkward for all of us?

In my opinion that my pussy is really a diplomat, distributing feminism anywhere she goes. Properly, and hands being duly obtained from my vagina, we assumed our roles round the dryer/campfire. Continue reading “All tangled up: Let’s get rid of “no strings attached” sex”