no one else could do it better // tmi tuesday #18
Hello everyone! I hope this Tuesday finds you well. This week’s TMI Tuesday is about filling in the blanks. I worked really hard to come up with a way to make that dirty, and failed miserably. Oh well. Maybe next week.
1. I’m the type of person that likes to be comfortable in bed.
Which, by the way, is totally true. Sinking into a nice mattress and sheets is one of the best things ever.
But okay, more in the spirit of the question – I’m the type of person that likes to be submissive, spread out and used, worn out in bed.
2. If the sexiest person I know propositioned me for sex, I would die of embarrassment.
Actually, I think I misread the question. That’s just if the sexiest person I can think of propositioned me.
If the sexiest person I know propositioned me for sex, I would flirt and be coy while taking off my shirt.
3. The worst part about the lights being on when I am naked is you can see everything.
I have this weird thing about lights on during sex. I can’t stand it. Sex during the day, while it’s naturally light, is fine. But I just don’t like having all the lights on at night. I have no idea why. Snuggling is fine with lights on, fooling around is fine with lights on. As soon as my clothes come off though, I expect the lights to get dimmer. In fact, even if my clothes don’t come off, I expect the lights to go off too. Which is totally weird since I don’t mind walking around naked during the day, but hey. We’re all a little bit crazy.
4. I regret my first reciprocated love.
It’s really sad to me to think that I regret loving. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that a little part of me does regret it. I’d loved before but it ended horribly and was overall just a mess. Despite all the problems I could see, I let myself fall in love again with someone who said they loved me. I still believe they did (do), but given the way he ended things I can’t help but wonder sometimes if he really meant it. I know he did, and I know I have only myself to blame because I knew there was no future and no way out but to be hurt, but I think that’s why I regret it. I knew better, but I did it anyway. I was asking to get burned. And I can’t believe I was that stupid. I deluded myself into thinking that because he loved me he’d change his mind about us. I wanted it so badly that I ignored all common sense and good judgement.
I don’t entirely regret it. I don’t even wish it hadn’t happened, because it was magical and special and wonderful and everything that I’d been waiting my whole life to feel. But there will always be that twinge of regret because I let myself get so caught up.
5. The last sexual/kinky thing I expected to like was being on top.
To be honest, I’m not entirely convinced I do like it. But I like the response it gets from guys.
6. Recently, I sexted/sent naughty pictures to someone.
That requires no explanation
Bonus: You have been kidnapped by lesbians and dragged into a lesbian orgy, what are you going to do?
Enjoy it? I don’t really see the point of trying to escape, it’s not like they’re trying to kill me. I’m sure they’ll let me go when they’re done with me, and it doesn’t sound like there will be any lasting damage.
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