PrettyPosie
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- Apr 12, 2010
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I hate sex. There. I said it. I fucking hate having sex. It's the most time-consuming, boring, useless activity I could ever be involved in with another person. Not even the intimacy is fulfilling to me.
Now, any of you Litsters reading this, do not misunderstand - I love the IDEA of sex. I get horny and aroused. I like writing erotica, I like reading it. I like watching porn. I like masturbating - more than once a day preferably. I even like drawing porn. But the act itself - don't touch me, don't look at me, asshole.
There's just something about the whole situation that inspires my unbridled rage. Even from the first nipple stroke, pussy grope or ass grab, I just tense up and want to bite someone's fucking face off. EVEN when I've just been watching porn and I'm more than "ready" for such an act, any attention, other than the kind I regularly give myself, feels like an intrusion, a violation, an interruption of what is supposed to happen.
I do not get anything out of the exchange, you see. And any intimacy shared with my husband or any pride that I might take out of sharing my body with him and making him feel good is lost when I'm made to degrade myself and forced to be uncomfortable for 10-20 minutes. It's a mess. It's uncomfortable to the point of painful. It's humiliating being the object of such loathsome desire. Whether I'm on my back, or with my face in the pillow, all I can think during the whole entire thing - from when he first enters - is, "Just fucking cum already!" and the longer he goes without doing so, the more I grind my teeth, seething with hate.
I have never climaxed from penetration. EVER. In three years of having sex. I've gotten to what some may consider "close" but honestly, it is my personal opinion that 1. either all women through the centuries are fucking liars and there is no such thing as female climax from penetration(granted it's unlikely, but my rage tends to lash outward, sorry) or 2. it's something that I'm just not capable of.
Maybe I watch too much porn and I've gotten the wrong idea about the "point" of sexual intercourse. There doesn't seem to me to be a reason for it at all except to try and reach together with someone else a goal which I could reach on my own half a dozen times within 1 hour. I guess I just make my personal connections with my husband outside of the bedroom and focus on that rather than what he could - but really CAN'T - do for my body.
Maybe I'm really a lesbian or something? I am attracted to both men and women. But since there is at least some plausible logic in climax with hetero intercourse - the whole mythological g-spot and crap - then I seriously doubt sex with another woman - where the missing organ makes the act incomprehensibly complicated to the point of impossibility - would soothe my wrath at all.
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I put this in this section, hoping to get some - if any - advice/input on my particular problem.
Now, any of you Litsters reading this, do not misunderstand - I love the IDEA of sex. I get horny and aroused. I like writing erotica, I like reading it. I like watching porn. I like masturbating - more than once a day preferably. I even like drawing porn. But the act itself - don't touch me, don't look at me, asshole.
There's just something about the whole situation that inspires my unbridled rage. Even from the first nipple stroke, pussy grope or ass grab, I just tense up and want to bite someone's fucking face off. EVEN when I've just been watching porn and I'm more than "ready" for such an act, any attention, other than the kind I regularly give myself, feels like an intrusion, a violation, an interruption of what is supposed to happen.
I do not get anything out of the exchange, you see. And any intimacy shared with my husband or any pride that I might take out of sharing my body with him and making him feel good is lost when I'm made to degrade myself and forced to be uncomfortable for 10-20 minutes. It's a mess. It's uncomfortable to the point of painful. It's humiliating being the object of such loathsome desire. Whether I'm on my back, or with my face in the pillow, all I can think during the whole entire thing - from when he first enters - is, "Just fucking cum already!" and the longer he goes without doing so, the more I grind my teeth, seething with hate.
I have never climaxed from penetration. EVER. In three years of having sex. I've gotten to what some may consider "close" but honestly, it is my personal opinion that 1. either all women through the centuries are fucking liars and there is no such thing as female climax from penetration(granted it's unlikely, but my rage tends to lash outward, sorry) or 2. it's something that I'm just not capable of.
Maybe I watch too much porn and I've gotten the wrong idea about the "point" of sexual intercourse. There doesn't seem to me to be a reason for it at all except to try and reach together with someone else a goal which I could reach on my own half a dozen times within 1 hour. I guess I just make my personal connections with my husband outside of the bedroom and focus on that rather than what he could - but really CAN'T - do for my body.
Maybe I'm really a lesbian or something? I am attracted to both men and women. But since there is at least some plausible logic in climax with hetero intercourse - the whole mythological g-spot and crap - then I seriously doubt sex with another woman - where the missing organ makes the act incomprehensibly complicated to the point of impossibility - would soothe my wrath at all.
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I put this in this section, hoping to get some - if any - advice/input on my particular problem.
I have not had sex with many people; but a good deal of sex nonetheless. One partner though; poor thing; had 2 kids- 28 yrs old, and I don't think had ever had an orgasm