~Blacklace~
Really Experienced
- Joined
- May 18, 2005
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- 162
(Im pretty sure this belongs in the cafe...but if not feel free to let me know)
Sheesh I dont even know how to start this but here goes....
I have a pattern you could say and Im wondering if its just me or do others go thru this. I find something that excites me, then it gets old for lack of a better word.
For example, I remember the first time I ever tried anal play, it was hot, I was hot, my heart was thumping in my chest, I was dripping. I loved it. I still love it, I still get off, but its just not quite the same. My panties arent drenched at the slightest touch anymore. You see what Im saying? Same thing with bondage, spanking, knife play, etc etc. Its kinda like I become immune to it. Not totally because I still love it all, but it seems to take more and more to get me places. Im searching for the right word here, its on the tip of my tongue and I cant think of it. Hubby said Im a thrill seeker, but I dont quite think thats it. Extremist maybe? Hell I dunno, all I know is something new drives me wild, but after awhile I need something else to get me going. I need more and more. Does this make sense? Ah tolerance was the word, its like I build up a tolerance to something.
Any thoughts?
Sheesh I dont even know how to start this but here goes....
I have a pattern you could say and Im wondering if its just me or do others go thru this. I find something that excites me, then it gets old for lack of a better word.
For example, I remember the first time I ever tried anal play, it was hot, I was hot, my heart was thumping in my chest, I was dripping. I loved it. I still love it, I still get off, but its just not quite the same. My panties arent drenched at the slightest touch anymore. You see what Im saying? Same thing with bondage, spanking, knife play, etc etc. Its kinda like I become immune to it. Not totally because I still love it all, but it seems to take more and more to get me places. Im searching for the right word here, its on the tip of my tongue and I cant think of it. Hubby said Im a thrill seeker, but I dont quite think thats it. Extremist maybe? Hell I dunno, all I know is something new drives me wild, but after awhile I need something else to get me going. I need more and more. Does this make sense? Ah tolerance was the word, its like I build up a tolerance to something.
Any thoughts?