Part of writing is using your fear to get the story out, or using your emotions to make something more compelling. This TMI Tuesday post is really personal and a little scary, so here we go.
1. Would you take a course in advanced sex positions? Why?
If I did, it would probably just to be able to write more detailed scenes. Hell, I had a friend tie me up in Dragonfly Sleeves to get the feel of the ropes on my skin.
2. “Did you orgasm?”
Men: Do you ask your sex partners this? Women: Have you been asked this?
Men, why do you ask this question? Women, do you mind being asked this question?
Ahh, the killer question. I’ve been asked in a couple of ways. One, joking – because screaming orgasms where you don’t breathe for two minutes and the other person thinks they killed you – no, didn’t get off, not once… Ha.
And then the other side of that, I’m honest. Yes, the sex was good. No, I didn’t get off, but I’m always up for another round. I don’t mind being asked, but it makes me wonder how well versed the guy is in sex if he can’t tell I’ve gotten off.
3. “Was it good for you?”
Have you ever asked this question after having sex? Were you ever told “No, it was not good.” If yes, what did you do?
I’ll be honest, I’ve half-lied. More often than not, I’ve enjoyed the sex, but it was just a bonus side of being around that person at the time. I’ve asked and while not told the sex wasn’t good, I was told some other things. I prefer honesty over outright lies.
4. When was the last time you had a simple, sexy “make out” session? Do you wish you had more purely “make out” sessions?
Oh, you mean those make-out sessions that end up with sweaty, panting, people groping each other? It’s been a while, but hot damn, thinking about it is enough to get me riled all up.
5. When is that last time you had a “quickie”– sex lasting 5 minutes or less? How often do you engage in “quickies”?
I think my minimum is 6 minutes and yes, I came screaming. I was on a lunch break at the time. That was quite a while ago.
Bonus: Think about the person that is/was your favorite sex partner? Why were they your favorite?
There weren’t any complications. Friends who fucked. Enjoyed some of the same things. Usually just hung out, fucked, then went about our way. I prefer it that way. I have fond memories of these types of relationships more than actual relationships. I wasn’t worried about them hurting me and I wasn’t worried about hurting them. Being as each of these relationships gave me exactly what I needed at the time I needed it, I can’t really pick just one.