I've always been a girl who likes to be free. A lone wolf, a rolling stone, a bird that can't be tamed. Ever true to my indecisive Libra nature, I need options in order to thrive. I want the world to be my oyster, I want to be free to explore any thing, any place, or any man.
And while the freedom to safely explore whatever man tickles your fancy is a beautiful thing, there is something to be said for belonging to just one man. Having a suite of suitors to satisfy your every craving makes for a thrilling sex life, but to have one person who is intimately familiar with your every curve takes sex to another level.
It’s always hot to have a man say that your pussy belongs to him. But when that is actually true, it’s a different thing altogether. Sex becomes less of an event and more of a journey, with each episode drawing you deeper in to one another, farther down the road to sexual satisfaction. The first time fuck is hot and exciting, if somewhat generic. The obvious hot spots will be hit. There will be the thrill of exploration. The exhilarating process of showing him exactly where to touch you to make you purr, just how to stroke you to make you moan, just how to pound you to make you cum. The excitement of trying something new and realizing you love it.
But to fuck a man whose dick has stretched your walls more times than you can count is another experience entirely. Your pussy curves to him so perfectly it feels custom made. Secure in the knowledge that he knows exactly how to fuck you, no instruction required, you can simply open up and surrender to him. Each fuck is not just exciting discovery, but the culmination of every fuck that came before it, every thing you know about how to please one another is applied to heighten the experience. Fucking someone new is a fast fiery burst of excitement, fucking someone who belongs only to you is a slow build to mind-blowing.
But beyond the sexiness of the familiar, there is the freedom of exploration. A new fuck either stays safely within your comfort zone and doesn’t challenge you to go beyond it, or it thrusts you abruptly into the unfamiliar too quickly to be satisfying. But to fuck the man who has laid claim to your pussy is to take a guided tour of pleasure. He knows your limits and he knows how to lead you past them. He knows when to be unctuous and coaxing, and he knows when you need to be forcibly pushed past your boundaries. He knows what you’ll like, and knowing that, you can let go of the uncertainty of the unfamiliar and give him control of your pleasure.
As with anything in life, you need balance to have a thrilling sexual life. At times you need the freedom to explore newness. To take the guardrails off and be taken to new heights. But you also need the thrilling comfort of the familiar. The deep satisfaction of the practiced sexual dance. To tell a man the pussy is his and actually mean it.
But what do you guys think? Is it thrilling for you to belong to one person or does sex become stale when you don’t change things up? It’s Nasty Friday – overshare with me in the comments.