Black, Kinky and Proud

What a mad title, but how else was I going to get everything in there now?

Dating

Dating scares the shit out of me, there are so many fucking rules, don’t fuck on the first date, don’t suck his dick, don’t eat her pussy – don’t wear that top that pushes up your tits so that they are all up in their face!!!

But my take on it is that as long as the date involves two consenting adults, then the dating rules do not apply. Unfortunately for some they do, right now somewhere there’s possibly a woman wondering whether she went too far on that first date, am I talking about myself, I could be.

Why?

Double standards, men get to fuck and go as they please, but when a woman does the same, she is judged. I am sure I have spoken about this before in Sexual Politics.

Where do I stand?

If I fucked a guy on the first date or gave him a BJ, it was either because there was some attraction going on or I just wanted some dick.

Why not wait, why not wait for three long months like the books suggest?

You know this whole dating thing is a business, how many books are there about dating, I’ve read them all, this is why I’m still single right, because I clearly forgot to stick to their rules.

Some men will use the fucking on the first date rule to work out whether a woman is wifey material, but hang on a minute if a man fucks on the first date, does that mean he is not worth marrying either? Does it mean that he is not hubby material?

Any man, who has sex on the first date and judges a woman because of it, is a wanker in my opinion, didn’t he enjoy the sex too?

Fuck the self righteousness, you got fucked.

Fuck the need to be dignified, you got hard, a woman made your cock stand up and helped you bust a nut.

Now the smart men know that a woman like this is a keeper, they know she is sexually confident, intelligent and goes for what she wants.

Relationships

I’ve had a few commited relationships, even the type where marriage was on the cards, me married, wow, that would have been some freaky, kinky marriage because he was the man that more or less taught me everything I know. He taught me how to suck dick, how to squirt, how to ride dick and he ate my pussy like it was his last fucking meal – Mr Let’s Get Married.

Where was I again?

Relationships, I can manage them and bi the way I could easily have a relationship with a woman, women are beautiful and experiences with them are so different to those that I have had with men.

I’m still at the crossroads, hopefully I would have moved a little bit further down the road when I post the next Saturday Sauce. Just when I thought I had figured everything out in walks Mr Let’s Get Married, he wants us to talk. In my mind, I’m seeing the first time he ate my pussy, the time when I squirted, the moment when we both said “I love you”.

The thought of seeing him again is fucking with my mental. But I can talk and walk home with my legs crossed and think to myself “Damn, what I really wanted to do is find out if you can make me scream how you did way back then”.

Trust me, it is going to be hard, I can control my feelings but when you’ve had that history with someone, when you know what you once shared, there is always going to be some sexual tension.

Or is it just me?

Funny enough, for him I waited, I think it was the third or fourth date, and that was worth waiting for. I’m a bag of contradictions. But I can do the waiting thing, when I want to.

Hooking, Linking and The Jump Off, The Booty Call, The F-Buddy

When you have no relationship status, you are either hooking up, linking, a jump off, booty call or a fuck buddy, according to the let’s put a label on everything brigade. What bugs me is that so much has been written about women being “jump-offs”, when the term can be applied to men, because if I ride his dick, have multiple orgasms then get up, didn’t I jump off his dick, therefore making him the jump off.

In fact are we not both equally jump offs? Confusing right.

Does it even matter, all these labels. You’re fucking, end off.

We all have sexual needs, keep it simple you are either committed or you are not, if you are into open relationships establish your boundaries beforehand, talk about how you want to be treated. It saves all the drama and confusion.

There really is nothing wrong with no strings attached, as long as you can cope with it, me personally I get way too caught up in feelings, I can do it for a while, retreat and have a go again because it sort of fits in with my lifestyle. But if I find myself wanting more, then I need to do a reality check because then I’m facing the issue of whether a fuck buddy situation can turn into a relationship.

Some say you can, but my question is if you’ve been having sex on a casual tip, how can you make it more committed?

In order for me to fuck someone, I need to be at least feeling them, or have built up some kind of rapport, I find it hard to repress my emotions. I might pretend that I don’t have any, just so I don’t appear to be catching feelings. But when it is all said and done, there is something special about waking up in the morning next to someone you shared a sexual experience with.

So does this mean that I want a relationship, right now I don’t even know, all I know is that I miss intimacy.

I’m going to do what I always do, find somewhere quiet and write, when I return I’m sure I’ll have more stories to share on the blog.

Copyright: Pashun Nate