"I choked on his product and blew my nose on his blanket."

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

NOPE.

So, sex.

Some people are pretty into dirty talk, and I'd assume most people have at least some amount of verbal communication along the lines of "oh god" and an instruction here or there. "OH, RIGHT THERE!" "Harder!" "Fuck me, you little whore!" "I'm guessing here since I always have the sound off when I watch porn and I am definitely not a talker.

Oh, no no no I do not talk. I'll make noises, for sure, but nothing obnoxious and none of that screaming nonsense. I'm not entirely comfortable with sounding like I'm in a hentai or like a cat in heat. But it really seems to have disappointed many a man that I don't talk during sex. The most you'll get out of me most of the time is an "ow" or "wrong hole" and, if you must ask, a "u-huh" or slightly gasped out "yeah" in response to them inquiring whether or not I like what it is that they are doing.

And the last time someone tried to start what I'm going to call a sex conversation, this is how it went:
"Tell me what you want."
"...Nope."

There you have it, folks.

This is why I'm single.

(Seriously though, these things are just embarrassing as hell for me to try and verbalize.)

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