Be Gentle

When we are little and fight with our siblings, friends, or neighbours our parents tell us to use our words. Don't get physical, use your words to defend yourself, or even to attack. The idea is that you will, no matter the actual outcome, win the fight. Or at the very least, you won't get in trouble for getting a fistfight with the neighbour boy.

Use your words.

Which brings me to the point of this particular scribbling. You may have noticed that listed in my interests is 'wordy lovers.' In a manner of speaking, I like my lovers to use their words, just as they would use their words on the playground. In life, including sex, I like to be able to have some level of conversation with my partner.

I don't really mean talking dirty, in the most base sense of that term. I don't mean 'Fuck me harder' and 'Yeah, Baby, suck that cock, make me cum.' Though such phrases do have their time and place, they are not my preferred method of communication in the bedroom. Or bathroom or living room or closet, as the case may sometimes be.

When in the moment, I want you to ask questions. I want you to answer mine. I want you to tell me what you love and hate and what you think is maybe kind of nice. As you touch me gently, as you kiss my neck, my cheek, as you brush your thumb against my nipple and press your silky hardness against the warm damp of my sex, I want you to whisper to me.

Tell me you ache for me, tell me how you want to be inside me, tell me that you wish this could last forever. Tell me to put my arms around you as you slide into me, hold me and tell me what you feel as you push deeper into me.

At the risk of sounding petty and insecure, tell me you think I'm pretty.

These are the things I will say to you, the things I will whisper and moan against the soft skin of your shoulder as you move above me. These are things that make me feel like more than just a pretty peice of flesh that you like to unload into once or twice a week.

Remember to use your words.

Ad I'll remember to use mine. Just tell me what you want to hear.

Starting this journal because I want a place to write that no one else knows about, but that still can be found by others. There's something thrilling about strangers being able to find this, and reading my deepest secret desires, and browsing the stories I like to write but can't show anyone else. Maybe something a little more titilating tomorrow... I already know what, too. Something fun based on a little chat I had tonite.