Amazing sex can shift our relationship boundaries
Sex is pretty good. Good sex is very good. And mind blowing sex can make you put up with shit that you wouldn’t tolerate from anyone else. Call it cock struck or cunt struck, the result is the same normally sane, well-reasoned, intelligent people start behaving in ways that we just would not expect because someone made them come. And I am not talking about the lovey dovey romantic couple that when they first get together start ditching their friends to hang out and hold hands all the time. Yes, you should enjoy the first thrill of a romantic adventure but do not forget about your friends. They are your support network and no matter how good your relationship is, you will need them to maintain a healthy balance in the future. But I digress, back to the earthshattering, mind blowing, adrenalin pumping, sex.
The other day I was on Facebook and casually scrolling/stalking exes, call it what you will and “accidentally” came across one of my worst exes. And my best. Man, this relationship was a nightmare but oh… my… god… was the sex thigh wettingly fantastic. I kept breaking up with this guy but if I stupidly got within three metres of him I would have an uncontrollable urge to rip his clothes off and bonk him senseless. You know the type I mean, you are lying there naked, panting, sweaty and thinking “wow, just wow” and then a moment later “Oh no, I did it again”. The ones that are so utterly wrong for you and yet you just cannot help yourself. The ones with whom you have nothing in common. They are completely unreliable, constantly having dramas, treat you appallingly, hate the music you love, don’t read and they don’t even play scrabble.
Anyway after about the fourth time we broke up this guy (who didn’t play scrabble but who screwed everything that moved) got my name tattooed on his chest. The next time I slept with him, I saw it and it freaked me out, but didn’t stop me from having sex. It was one of his other girlfriends knocking on the door that did that. Anyway when I tell people about this tattoo and that he still has it ten years later, the question is “but what do his new lovers think of it?”. Well I guess, like me they just stop caring because by the time they see it, he has already kissed them and has taken his clothes off. As much as he is a nightmare with the drinking, turning up unannounced or disappearing without a word and the raging jealousy (be wary of very jealous people, they are sometimes the ones up to no good) the sex is so hot you just keep going back. You keep pressing reset on the drama button. Sleeping with them again seems so much fun in the moment but it just dials up all the hurt all over again.
Now I have a sneaking suspicion that at one or two points in my life when I was younger and suffering from depression I was an absolute nightmare to date. I was badly behaved, unreliable, happily having way more than one boyfriend at a time and dishing out hurt all over the place. And yet there were men in my life who should have stayed away from me but just didn’t, because I was “good in bed”. But I have the same skill sets now and do not evoke the same kind of foolish behaviour. So is it the great sex or is it all the drama it is wrapped up in that makes it sexy? Is it knowing this person is bad for us that makes it more exciting? Is it that unreliable hit of dopamine they give you by making you feel so good and then the rush of hurt and anger when they treat you so bad? It is an exciting, sexy, stomach turning roller coaster of a ride, but is the sex really that good? I am not sure. Scientific research shows it is unreliability of the payouts on the pokies that make them so addictive. So is that what is happening with the amazing sex with the terrible person? Maybe for scientific research I should go back and check if it was. Just one more time?
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