"Get up, get up, get up, get up
Let's make love tonight
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
'cause you do it right"
Damn baby, how'd I get to be so lucky? :-)
"Come take control, just grab a hold
Of my body and mind, soon we'll be making it, honey
I'll be feeling fine, the way you heal me
The way you thrill me, keep me comin' to you
For you to sexually fulfill me"
We're all a little selfish especially when it comes to getting the most out of that much coveted (and needed) orgasm. And if you're as lucky as me, that'll be in plural form.
Marvin Gaye's sweet despair for more than sexual release is haunting and oh so fitting. I don't really take bed action lightly. It's a huge production of a whole lot of all sorts of awkward until we reach a mutual agreement or come to an impasse. Which is why I suck at ONS. I obviously attempted to work on that which is what led me to this site in the first place. But fate has a funny way of butting into my business. Then again, I'm not complaining.
We've all been fucked over by someone we cared for and even loved at one point in our lives. Though we carry the invisible scars around as we go by our daily routine, it'll take more than just a couple of multiple orgasms to eradicate the pain spurring our sometimes brash actions. Hail to the bitches out there who drove their men away. We wouldn't have adventurous guys here if they weren't on a quest for more. And of course, vice versa. Double standards are so hundred years ago. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying we're all cray crays. We may adhere to our own beliefs and there's nothing wrong with that. I'm just trying to see things based on an outsider's perspective. People, who by definition are, normal (yeah, too many bigots hiding beneath the label of normalcy).
Sex will always be at our disposal. But to be intimate with someone is even more awesome even though you sometimes settle for fleeting moments of pleasurable spasms. It's nice to have someone's arms wrapped around you as you both try to regulate your frantic heartbeats after a particularly wild round of uninhibited sex. But it's scary as fuck to trust someone when you're most vulnerable. That's why sexual healing is a necessary step to vanquish all other apprehensions one may have when you're in a state of disarray. Most of the time, sex speaks what you can't verbalize. I'll take what you're willing to give 'coz you're a balm to my wounds that never fully healed.
"And when I get this feeling
I want sexual healing
When I get this feeling
I want sexual healing"
