I once said that I enjoy great sex. Four words, no additional words like “on weekends” or “occasionally”. After all, who actually wakes up in the morning and says, “Hello! I think I would enjoy some bad sex today!”. Of course you wouldn’t, that is like planning a vacation to a tropical destination and hoping a storm hits while you are visiting. Something like that. Great sex is one of those relationship keys that you need to have. A step lower than trust and a step higher than communication.
The common misconception is that if you enjoy great sex then you are considered a slut. I’ve always doubted about this theory because there is a fine line between being a slut and enjoying sex with the people you feel a connection with. I wouldn’t point a finger at any one for one night stands but for obvious reasons I don’t care for them. It’s more than meeting that guy who bought you a drink and grabs your breasts haphazardly because he’s drunk and you think he’s an easy lay. Not to mention, the dreaded morning after
ohshitifuckedyouwhatthehellwasithinking
mood. No one wants that, that is ugly. The goal is to find someone who can make you scream until the people down the block think you are being murdered. Missing sheets off the bed, lipstick prints on the pillowcases, and finding your oral talents.
Have you given a blowjob lately? No? Yes?
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