All tangled up: Let’s get rid of “no strings attached” sex

All tangled up: Let’s get rid of “no strings attached” sex

Recently, much to my unclear pleasure, i came across myself perched on a automatic washer being energetically fingered by way of a peoples male.

Well! This is an interesting (and enthusiastically consented-to) situation, maybe not minimum of most because

  1. I will be a(ok that is lesbian ok, I’m bisexual, but as my hilarious and breathtaking freshman roomie states, “Reina. Guys will perhaps not make an effort to have sexual intercourse they look over you calling your self a lesbian in publications. to you if” To which we state: The ones that are creepy!), and
  2. I happened to be on an automatic washer.

A lot more interesting: this kind of peoples male had read a bit of mine on sexual ethics, hookup culture, and vulnerability, in which he had some concerns.

Particularly: Why on the planet can you speak with a chick you fucked the early morning after? Does not this just make shit more awkward for everyone?

In my opinion that my pussy is just a diplomat, distributing feminism anywhere she goes. Consequently, and hands being duly obtained from my vagina, we assumed our jobs round the dryer/campfire. Sharing time!

To your smart-asses noting that i favor referring to intercourse to, you understand, making love: sex is discursive, bitches.

the main topic of the full hour: No strings connected intercourse.

We reside in a tradition that dichotomizes closeness. Oftentimes, we comprehend intercourse as either a love-you-forever, mind-body-and-soul, marry-me experience in which two people are expected to care profoundly for just one another and treat one another properly, or even a throw-away, wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am, commodified, amoral journey round the roller rink. (más…)