🏡PLP's Bazaar of the Bizarre: A Study Hall for the Deviant and Delightful

I've been thinking a lot about clothes being incorporated into foreplay -

Keeping the clothes on to touch or grind through

Opening just a window through which to explore or use a very specific part

Or needing someone too badly to pull them all the way off before mounting them

A former partner could get herself off just by rubbing her hands over different textures. If all you did was sit there, and let her run her hands over you, if you say had a silk Hawaiian style Shirt, your leather belt, rough linen shorts, and the bare skin of your legs or arms, she could get so close to climax it didn't take much at all to send her over the edge. She would wear different textures just so she could edge herself through out the day. All of her outfits were made up of the different textures.

The downside, even by her own admission, it was a bit OCD, it caused her to have a very bad fidget problem, and sometimes she would just randomly touch strangers because something they were wearing or holding was a different texture than what she had on.
 
I've been thinking a lot about clothes being incorporated into foreplay -

Keeping the clothes on to touch or grind through

Opening just a window through which to explore or use a very specific part

Or needing someone too badly to pull them all the way off before mounting them
For me I love the combination or urgency and constraint that clothing represents. I love the idea of a need so strong it cannot wait. But I also love the desire and ability to pleasure someone with everything except the obvious bits in the obvious ways.

Fuck I’m a hipster.
 
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