Jesus and I don’t actually have a ton of PIV sex. I mean, of course we HAVE it, but for us it serves more as an “intimacy” thing than a “pleasure” thing. You see, he gets off easily and enjoyably via a blow job or titty fucking (I hate that term. Can we come up with another one?) me. As for me, give me nipple stimulation and a leg/torso/hand/pole to hump and I’m a goner. I have the most body-shaking, knock-out, intense orgasms that way. I don’t even have to take my pants off! So most of the time, we never even get around to the “actual” sex. And we’re both totally okay with that. I mean, Dan Savage would totally classify what we do as sex.
On a different note, is it any surprise that I LOVE LOVE LOVED “second base” and dry humping as a teenager? Oh MAN, was I ever disappointed when I got around to the sex. I was all, “THIS IS WHAT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR? Psh, let’s go back a few bases, yo.”
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Babe, I am SO with you on this one…PIV has its moments, but the rest of the play can be so much more fun!
I totally am a humper so I know what you mean!
How about bosom debauchery?
“Doing the breaststroke”