I admit it. I confess. I can no longer deny it.
I'm horny and I need some. BAD.
I have been on this self-imposed sexual hiatus for damn near eight months. And quite frankly the shit is freaking killing me. I initially started this hiatus for a number of reasons. First, I'd just ended a relationship. Second, sex had become boring and rudimentary to me. Third, I was past the stage where a sex buddy would be enough. (Besides, I didn't want to go to the reserves nor did I want to add random names to the rooster.) And finally, I wanted to take some time to put that energy into something else. You know personal growth and shit. All pretty good reasons to put the coochie on the reserve list. Well, it has now been damn near eight months without a good, strong trying-to-catch-your breath, seeing-red-all-around-the-room, needing-a- glass-of-water-and-falling-fast-asleep orgasm and damn it... I am horny and I need some. BAD.
I am fortunately (and unfortunately) past the stage where the late night drunken booty calls were enough. I am beyond the times when a solid chest, nice smile and hands big enough to cup my ass would have me thinking...'Mmmhmm, Yeah he's fuckable'. I am now at the place where the sexiest thing in the world is the spiritual, emotional, mental and lastly the physical connection he and I share. And I have yet to connect with a man on these levels. Guess where that leaves me?
Single, Sexless, Horny and needing some. BAD.
FYI- The title "Exclusive" will be for those entries that include shit that I probably shouldn't share and normally wouldn't share. But damn it, its my blog so I'mma do what I want.
I'm horny and I need some. BAD.
I have been on this self-imposed sexual hiatus for damn near eight months. And quite frankly the shit is freaking killing me. I initially started this hiatus for a number of reasons. First, I'd just ended a relationship. Second, sex had become boring and rudimentary to me. Third, I was past the stage where a sex buddy would be enough. (Besides, I didn't want to go to the reserves nor did I want to add random names to the rooster.) And finally, I wanted to take some time to put that energy into something else. You know personal growth and shit. All pretty good reasons to put the coochie on the reserve list. Well, it has now been damn near eight months without a good, strong trying-to-catch-your breath, seeing-red-all-around-the-room, needing-a- glass-of-water-and-falling-fast-asleep orgasm and damn it... I am horny and I need some. BAD.
I am fortunately (and unfortunately) past the stage where the late night drunken booty calls were enough. I am beyond the times when a solid chest, nice smile and hands big enough to cup my ass would have me thinking...'Mmmhmm, Yeah he's fuckable'. I am now at the place where the sexiest thing in the world is the spiritual, emotional, mental and lastly the physical connection he and I share. And I have yet to connect with a man on these levels. Guess where that leaves me?
Single, Sexless, Horny and needing some. BAD.
FYI- The title "Exclusive" will be for those entries that include shit that I probably shouldn't share and normally wouldn't share. But damn it, its my blog so I'mma do what I want.
