| Fingering- a Vent
Let's talk about fingers.... or rather the use of fingers in pleasuring a woman. Please tell me that I am not the only woman who wants to scream at their man "PLEASE pay attention to HOW you use those damn fingers!!".
Please doo NOT flick the clit using the end of your finger, please.
Please use that plump, fleshy part of your finger.
Please clip your fingernails.
Please keep them clean.
Please bend a bit at the knuckles when you stick your fingers inside of me...because then your fingernails do not carve the inside of my pussy, as least not if you make sure that your knuckles brush my sides, not your nails.
Please...... please know that while the clitoris can take a great deal of pressure and attention, there are some things that can cause discomfort and ruin the mood/desire for days. If you do not wish to feel my teeth, please, mind your nails. Please. Yea, there are times that I am hot enough that it doesn't bother me. Don't let that mislead you into believing that there are not times that I am super sensitive and cannot take the exact same thing the next night.
IF I say "ouch", stop. STOP! Do not pass go. Do not keep going and see if I say it again. Do not ask what I meant. Just stop. Do something else. That does not mean...do something else for a second or two and then try it again. That means "Don't fucking do that!" I don't mean ever. But this time, which equates to this time that we are in this bed having sex on THIS day. Yea, it's a bitch that things change. Things change for men too. Don't fuck with us. We just voice it more!
Thank you for listening/reading. I am one woman who is sick and tired of feeling even the slightest bit of pain the "day after" because someone didn't/couldn't read the signals or hear the words. I love that ache the day after from a good, consentual fuck. That means when I say harder, you heard it just as clearly as when I said "owie". I do not like the ache I feel the day after I endured an encounter with someone who did not listen when I said "ouch".... who did not hear me when I moaned with pain, not pleasure..... who did not recognize that I was pulling away, not pushing in to meet his touch.
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