WHY I LIKE FACIALS (THE DIRTY KIND)
How do I put this delicately? I like having my face cum on.
Yep, 90 percent of my sexual encounters end with a big face-full of splooge. No, I don't feel degraded by it, nor do I think my male partners' enjoyment of said act means they hate women. I mean, if they did, there are faster ways to oppress us than one shot in the face at a time. I'm sure there are women who are lucky enough to be turned on by erotic, lady-empowering lovemaking, but there are a hell of a lot of the rest of us who want to get cum shot in our faces sometimes and who have **** fantasies.
And that's one of the things I love about sex -- done well, with someone you trust, it's a boundaryless Never Never Land where cool, smart, and careful melt into sheer sensation. I don't care if your fantasies revolve around fisting or sibling role play -- exploring them together, crawling into each other's weirdo sexual psyches, is half the fun. My orgasms are a politics-free zone.
Thusly, this title is something of a misnomer -- why I like facials is less important than the fact that already do.
I like the feeling of anticipation, of waiting for the moment that first hot spurt will splatter my cheek. I like looking up, begging, while he chokes out a whimper and makes that face like something hurts a little. It makes me feel powerful. It makes me feel sexy. It just turns me on.
Maybe part of the reason I like facials is because I was groomed by a sexist society to enjoy being objectified. Maybe part of the reason someone else hates them is in direct opposition to that same message. We can recognize our influences while still liking what we like. The answer isn't for us all to stop liking everything that some man might sexistly want us to like, whether it's shoes or vacuuming or anal sex or having 25 babies. Sexism doesn't get to dictate what I can and can't enjoy.
Because vacuuming itself is not the problem. It's just a chore that needs to get done. The real problem is that all of our choices (to vacuum or not) lead us in the same place as second-class citizens.
Everything I've said here about facials goes out the window the first time you hit me in the eye with your cum. That shit burns for the rest of the day.
Yep, 90 percent of my sexual encounters end with a big face-full of splooge. No, I don't feel degraded by it, nor do I think my male partners' enjoyment of said act means they hate women. I mean, if they did, there are faster ways to oppress us than one shot in the face at a time. I'm sure there are women who are lucky enough to be turned on by erotic, lady-empowering lovemaking, but there are a hell of a lot of the rest of us who want to get cum shot in our faces sometimes and who have **** fantasies.
And that's one of the things I love about sex -- done well, with someone you trust, it's a boundaryless Never Never Land where cool, smart, and careful melt into sheer sensation. I don't care if your fantasies revolve around fisting or sibling role play -- exploring them together, crawling into each other's weirdo sexual psyches, is half the fun. My orgasms are a politics-free zone.
Thusly, this title is something of a misnomer -- why I like facials is less important than the fact that already do.
I like the feeling of anticipation, of waiting for the moment that first hot spurt will splatter my cheek. I like looking up, begging, while he chokes out a whimper and makes that face like something hurts a little. It makes me feel powerful. It makes me feel sexy. It just turns me on.
Maybe part of the reason I like facials is because I was groomed by a sexist society to enjoy being objectified. Maybe part of the reason someone else hates them is in direct opposition to that same message. We can recognize our influences while still liking what we like. The answer isn't for us all to stop liking everything that some man might sexistly want us to like, whether it's shoes or vacuuming or anal sex or having 25 babies. Sexism doesn't get to dictate what I can and can't enjoy.
Because vacuuming itself is not the problem. It's just a chore that needs to get done. The real problem is that all of our choices (to vacuum or not) lead us in the same place as second-class citizens.
Everything I've said here about facials goes out the window the first time you hit me in the eye with your cum. That shit burns for the rest of the day.
11 years ago
I love girls with smart brains (who can think and talk) and a hot body (who knows how to use that too).
The thought of keeping my girl constantly bred
and filled with my seed is often on my mind.
Keeping her milking and producing for years
without stopping. Having her smiling as she
lets me milk her often to increase production
yet again.
A real partnership if you ask me.
splashed by hot and salty/sweety cums all the way...