Sunday, July 10, 2016

Do I Actually Fuck in SL?

I met a guy in SL a week or so ago and we hit it off pretty well.
Spent a couple nights talking, or dancing, flirting and the like.

I enjoyed him. It wasn't like fireworks were going off in my hoo-ha, but I enjoyed him so I didn't pay a lot of attention to the lack of fireworks and we went on until the inevitable moment when it was sexy-time.
We began to play, and I wasn't feeling much but I forged ahead hoping my clit would wake up but it didn't. It was very late, I had to work the next day, and I just wasn't feeling it. So I told him.

I'm a firm believer in honesty. I believe that's always better than the old fake crash, and I don't play in SL unless I'm able to play in RL, too. If I'm going to orgasm, damn it, I'm going to fucking orgasm.

He wasn't happy, of course, and it was rather awkward. I hadn't let things get too far along so it's not exactly like we were in the middle of fucking and I just noped out of it. I was naked in his lap and he was sucking on my nipples... and he was still fully clothed. Hardly coitus interruptus.
So I made my apologies and logged off. I could tell that he was thinking that I was nothing but a tease and full of shit. A couple of days earlier when we were talking, I told him that I didn't do well with one night stands, and got this in return "..so all that sexual brashness.." as if being sexually brash meant that I sleep with every cock that comes near me.

Flash forward to last night. If you read my post from yesterday, you'll know I was feeling a bit raw. Just as I was about to log off and go to bed, he logged on. I was at the Chamber, and he showed up there. Yes, I saw him. No, I wasn't in the mood to talk. I logged off and went to bed.

He has since unfriended me.
Being sex positive, sexually open, sexually brash, whatever - doesn't mean that I spread my legs for any dick that wants to get wet.

If I'm not feeling it, I'm not going to fake my way through the motions while browsing the MP just so some guy can cum. I don't owe that to anyone.

And why would anyone want me to? Wouldn't you rather know that I'm truly aroused and when I orgasm, I'm truly orgasming?

I guess I dodged a bullet. I don't want to be involved with any man who thinks I should put out just because he's horny.
So I'm not seeing anyone right now. It's the first time in a long time that I've not been. And I really don't like it. I want to have sex... I'd love to be having more sex. I'm having some really incredible phone sex with an old SL friend that has gone kind of cold on SL, and it's fucking amazing, but I like having something in SL. I love to have sex in Second Life.

But not just with anyone, at any time, for any reason. I've got to feel a connection to the person. I'm not saying it has to be love, or even dating, but I've got to know the person a bit and genuinely like them, and get turned on by them. Otherwise, what's the point? I can watch porn to masturbate. In SL, rather than having sex, there are oodles of other things I can be doing that would be much more enjoyable than faking my way through pixel sex and not being even the slightest bit turned on.
The only way I'm going to know if I want to fuck you is by getting to know you a little bit. If you think that taking a few days to see if we have sparks is too much to ask for, then no, I'm definitely not going to fuck you. And if you think I'm a cock-tease because I decide at any point that I'm not feeling it, not only am I not going to fuck you, I'm going to put a little note on your profile to remind me now and forever that you're a jackass.

No woman ever owes a man sex. Ever. E-V-E-R. In this world, in 2016, women aren't the property of men. We're not your play things, we don't exist solely for your entertainment, and we're not going to just spread our legs because you think we should.

At least, this woman isn't.

Yes, I actually fuck in SL. No, it doesn't happen nearly as often as some people think it does. Yes, I would like it to happen much more often. No, I'm not going to do it just because I want it to happen more often.
The. End.





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