There is nothing sexier than some of that bomb emotionally charged sex. The type of sex where you put all your strength into it to achieve the might ass orgasm you so desperately crave. It’s not all slow kisses and light touching. It’s hair pulling, ass spanking and grunting if the shit feels right. This kind of loving isn’t for the weak bodied individuals. You have to be able to show your kinky side in order to enjoy the beauty that is kink. What if you’re not into such activities  but your man loves it? When your about to have sex he becomes sexually controlling. Telling what to do, being a little aggressive maybe even whispering dirty shit in your ear in a stern yet sexy voice. If you weren’t into that kind of kink but you love him;  could you stay?

Like I said before, not everyone is into that kind of lovin. You have to be willing to give up a little control and go with the flow. Not saying you have to allow him to disrespect you in any kind of way, but you do have to be open. The first time I experienced this type of situation I was scared shitless. Not that I was scared or anything, I was unsure what the hell I was supposed to do. He was forceful and I was timid. He picked up up and plopped me on the bed. I’m looking around because I wasn’t sure if I should be concerned, kick him in the balls and run for the door or moan in ecstasy. I was so used to that dry sex shit, I was unschooled in the ways of sexual control. When he started and I started loosening up I was actually more turned on than I thought I could be. I allowed myself to be a little more open and allowed him to have control. Every stroke felt deeper than the last. His hands in my hair tugging at it with medium pressure. Listen here; I thought I was going to explode. It was like a sexual awakening. I was no longer just having sex because it was something I thought I was suppose to do. That  night I was having sex for the intense pleasure and it was wonderful. I allowed myself to open up and try it once. If I wasn’t into it, I would tell him that it wasn’t something I wanted to do on a regular basis. If he failed to acknowledge the fact that I wasn’t down, then no more for me.

The point is you can’t knock something, you’ve failed to try. Obviously you have limits and boundaries you might not want to cross, and that could be easily explained.  Like I don’t care how playful we are you will not slap my face. Fuck that shit if you slap me even lightly protect your nuts cause they’re the first thing  I’m attacking. I don’t give any type of fux how intense the shit is, if you slap me we got a got damn problem. I make that shit clear from jump, because I know what I’m not comfortable doing. Getting back to the sex, this can bring a different energy to your love making. Some couples are so bored with the regular missionary style and they’re afraid to venture out. If he loves it and you don’t let him know. If he refuses to compromise with you, then handle it how you see fit. If you love it and want more of it, but he’s reluctant let him know. Some chicks want to be choked and scared as shit to open their mouths and say something. By the by…please use a safety word. Don’t want ya’ll passing out in the middle of the dick and shit. 

Holla at me: Have you ever been in a sexually controlled relationship? Were you the controller or the controlle?