she_is_my_addiction
insane drunken monkey
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logophile said:This is a compelling statement, Earl. Hope you don't mind if I use it a little to share something.
I've been in love with the same man since we were both 15 years old. We were high school sweethearts, together for over two years, engaged, etc. We're not together now, but we're completely head over heels in love and have been for 16 years (it's a long and complicated story, and not the point).
I lost my virginity at 16 in a non-voluntary kind of a way. A guy from work offered to drive me home and then raped me in his car. Obviously, because it was "real" rape, it was a horrible experience, one that will still occassionally jump up and scare the fuck out of me with no warning.
About 6 months after the rape, I decided to sleep with my boyfriend, the guy I'm still in love with. Initially, the sex was gentle, he was quite kind. I was not orgasmic until I was older (like close to 20), but I still loved sex with him and we did it as much as possible. After we'd been having sex for a few months, we both started getting a little more rough. Some clawing of the back, some biting. It grew and grew. By the time we broke up we were sometimes downright violent together. I remember once when he accidentally bit my lower lip open in the heat of the moment, as well as a nasty infection he acquired in one of the open scratch marks down his spine.
After we broke up, I went on to have more "normal" sex with my other partners, and got married to man who I would have never dreamed of biting or scratching. As I said, I did eventually start having orgasms. They were great, and for the most part I believed I had a fulfilling sex life.
And then about a year ago, I got drunk and ended up back in bed with my high school boyfriend. It was just like high school. As soon as his mouth closed on mine, I was that girl again... the biting, scratching girl who liked it rough. I absolutely loved it when he slammed me into the wall, or held my hands above my head so I couldn't move. It was by far the most intense and satisfying sex I've ever had. And there was lots and lots of it.
Now, here's where it relates to your post, Earl. In the moment, he and I fuel each other, and it burns hot. We can both get absolutely lost in it. But then, he has this horrible guilt afterwards because he lost control and became primal. He believes that any woman you bring to your bed should be treated like a queen.
We've talked and talked about it. I've tried to assure him that I want it just like that, but it still tears him up. I've only told him one thing that makes him feel even a little better about it. When I've driven him so comletely crazy that he must react by pushing me into the wall and having his way with me, it gives me the most delicious feeling of being both powerLESS and powerFUL. I can't stop what's going to happen (of course I could, but it doesn't seem like it) and I'm going to be filled repeatedly by this man who I adore. At the same, he's gone mad because of me, because he wants me that much that he just doesn't stay in his right mind.
He seems to feel like you do, worried about the hole that has opened in him. Interesting too, neither of us "played" that way with any other partner in the 14 years we were apart. Only with each other.
Thanks for letting me share this. Hope it wasn't too much of a thread hi-jack.
Not at all a hi-jack. This thread is about anything and everything sexual. Articles, experiences, questions, ideas. T
Thank you for sharing. I have similar feelings.

