Bondage? Rough Intercourse? I’m More Concerned About Acronyms.

Bondage? Rough Intercourse? I’m More Concerned About Acronyms.

The crazy, strange, loopy things we do into the interest of interesting intercourse.

“I blame my mom for my bad intercourse life. All I ended up being told by her had been ‘the man continues top and also the girl underneath.’ For 36 months my spouce and I slept in bunk-beds.” Joan Rivers

Far be it for me to criticize popular notions — or any notions, for instance. I’m simply wondering where we’re going with relationships today. If I’m to think the most recent poll that is okCupid we’re perhaps perhaps not into only a little kinky sex — we’re into lots of it.

We’ve become shameless hussies (even the guys), willing to turn our kink into sets from “Saddle up, partner,” to “Could you please knock away a molar.”

Really, the days are gone after 9 ½ days whenever we’d go right to the refrigerator and stick honey, hot peppers — or whatever ended up being after dark sell by date — into our partner’s lips. Today — dare we say it — we’ve moved to (gasp!) acronyms.

That’s right, acronyms. Forget saying you’re kinky or into bondage. Simply inform your date or partner you’re a full-fledged bdsm devotee.

Evidently, being a BDSM posesses complete great deal of fat. Continue reading “Bondage? Rough Intercourse? I’m More Concerned About Acronyms.”