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I'm James. I'm a classical musician. Sex is my kink.
I'm not interested in whips and paddles. I have yet to be in a relationship. I have yet to sit down with a woman and touch her in that meditative state where the only purpose is to feel and be felt. A state called intimacy. I may be a virgin, but I probably know more about a woman's sexual anatomy than some women do.
You see, sex is my kink. All five senses is my kink. Just looking into her eyes and knowing it's okay. Just breathing in her scent. Just looking at and smelling and listening and tasting and touching all of her body over as if exploring a work of art. There are all sorts of different ways to touch someone, too. Everything is contextual. There is so much to be examined between almost touching but not really, to firmly pressing with one's entire body. Pain doesn't even need to come into the equation, because, have you ever felt so much love and connection that it hurts? And then there is the starry expanse between so slow that movement is almost imperceptible, to lightning fast. Why is it that all people want to do is spank each other?
I want to feel a woman's orgasm. I want to find her buttons and push them. I want to know her body and ride with her rhythms and give her great orgasms. I want to be a part of her life. And if I were to tie her up, I'd want bright pastel colored fuzzy restraints so that she's comfy and happy when she climaxes. And then when she's so happy, I'm happy too.
Wetness is my kink. Bring on the drool, bring on the squirt. If she's not dripping I want to know how to get her to that point. If it's not wet I refuse to believe she's turned on. Bring on the whipped cream, the massage oil, all the slippery and slidey sticky squishy stuff. Let's make all parts of her body be rubbable.
I like lingerie. Tasteful lingerie. Colorful, lacey lingerie that doesn't need to be removed for access. Lingerie that matches and complements and enhances her body specifically. Cute rather than sexy.
Porn is my kink. Specifically, artful lesbian erotica. Where cunnilingus has obviously been practiced. Where orgasms are obviously real. And most importantly, where sex is presented in a way which explicity details the different things that occur when sexual pleasure courses through women's bodies and how beautiful that is, and because of this, if only we'd learn to accept this beauty, how much more peace there would be in this world, because our most private attributes are not worth keeping private over the war of the world. Where if we learned to share freely and learned to respect and appreciate all that is taken for granted and all that must be selfishly hidden, there would be no more strife in the world between peoples.
But anyway. I am seeking an emotionally primary partner, or at least someone to experiment with sexually in ways which seem most basic, but which I intend to explore in ways that are anything but. Also, I need someone to try out my toybox. The one for girls.
I want to pat a neko! =^.^= All over. The naughty places being the best places. o.o
Cuteness makes me melt, makes me warm and fuzzy on the inside, makes me unable to think. The end.
~butterfly
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