18 and older only!!!
Girls like her were born in a storm.
They have lightning in their souls,
Thunder in their hearts,
and chaos in their bones.
Can I tell you a secret? You don’t have to be in a relationship.
I mean it. I know they force it down your throat until you choke on it. Girls aren’t pretty unless they’re wanted. Boys aren’t men unless they’re having sex with someone. People aren’t lovable until they’re dating someone.
But a relationship won’t always make you happy, and as wonderful as romance is, it isn’t the only love that exists. I have seen friendships that are deeper and more pure than couples who swear it’s forever - and yet the friendship is the one people ignore.
I have heard so often “nobody loves me” out of the mouths of people who are single. And it kills me because if you ask them: where are your parents, your teachers, your classmates, your pets - they say, yes, okay, but it doesn’t count. Of course it counts, love doesn’t diminish just because someone doesn’t want to have sex with you. In fact, doesn’t it sort of make that love more real that they want nothing - not even a date - out of you?
It is pretty to be in love. It’s magical, I’m sure. But it’s also wonderful to stop for ice cream in your prom dress with six other girls. It’s also wonderful to go visit the world with nothing but a bunch of buddies who are really excited about learning.
The problem is: we’ve made everything about “the one”. But maybe “the one” is just you, loving yourself, having fun, and being happy. Maybe instead of looking for our other halves, we should be piecing ourselves together.
Maybe I wasn’t born unfinished. Maybe I am the one who makes myself better.
Anonymous asked:
her-master answered:
I don’t know that it’s an age issue. A lot of guys do not do this, but a lot of guys don’t care about much more than cumming, and a girl can sometimes be a convenient tool for that purpose. Maybe a distinction of older guys is that an older man is willing to take time with a girl—sometimes agonizing, teasing, long hours. It can take an hour to even undress a girl, touching, licking, kissing every inch of skin as it is exposed. Then a long massage… hands up and down back and legs, massaging deep into muscles… you feel the bed shift with his weight over you… maybe the brush of his cock between your legs and lift your hips to meet him… but, no, not yet. Maybe an older, patient man smiles at your need, but ignores it. Maybe he rolls you over on your back and explores your breasts. Not the hurried, clumsy gropes of younger guys, but gentle touches at first… and all of your breast. That tender soft skin underneath, the stretched skin over your breastbone between your breasts, the swell and curve of your side, your ribs, your flank into the fullness of your breast. Maybe he slides a finger or two into your mouth and smiles at the desperate little sounds you make as you suck… throat and mouth and tongue working… but, even yet… far from begging you to suck his cock… this man has not even let you touch his cock, and, again, he smiles at your need.
Then maybe you feel his tongue exploring your breasts… teasing around the nipple, teasing the nipple… you arch your back, wanting… well he knows what you want, doesn’t he? But maybe he goes to the other breast with his tongue… expertly teases and explores the skin… the texture leading to your nipple… playing with the other one with his fingers… wet skin on soft, wet skin… then maybe he sucks your nipple into his mouth… presses down with firm pressure… his other hand squeezing, touching your other breast just so as your breath stops and your back curves off the bed, hands balling to fists. Maybe he next kisses your lips, and you taste your skin on his tongue. Maybe he brushes your hair from your face, smiles at you, tells you that you are beautiful… as you move to kiss him, a gentle restraining hand on your throat presses you to the bed, and he kisses down, down past your breasts, over your stomach… down to the crease of your leg and hip… and then his hands on your legs, pushing them to the bed with confident force, spreading you, opening before him what is yours… and the teasing has not even begun…
What was the question?
Ummm… ok, I think seriously the difference might be that some guys have the patience and interest to explore you, find your pleasure, break you and own you by showing you they know how to draw sensations from your body that your mind can barely comprehend… and a man like that, trust me, can spend many hours with you before he will even think of his own pleasure. I don’t know if it’s an age thing, but you have the right to be treated like that… you have the right to be fucked like that. Why should you not?
