The other day Lion wrote a post about anal play. He said he thought I liked anal sex too. As a matter of fact, our first sexual encounter was anal sex. I think the next one was too. Once Lion introduced BDSM the anal sex, for me, tapered off. When we got together, I’d spank him or tie up his balls or similar things, then I’d ride him for my own orgasm and either a hand job or blow job for him. I can’t exactly say I miss the anal sex. What I do miss is Lion’s ability to do anything but have sex on his back.
Unfortunately, and without meaning to, apparently I conditioned him to be unable to be on top. It’s true that I’ve usually had better/more orgasms while I’m on top, but variety is the spice of life. Many years ago, I liked the occasional pounding without expectation of having an orgasm. It felt good even if it didn’t feel good enough, if that makes any sense. Maybe that’s one of the reasons I like reverse cowgirl. I know it probably won’t produce an orgasm, and I’m not really looking for one, but it feels good and I love having Lion come inside me.
I am absolutely not saying Lion’s conditioning is the reason I don’t want sex. His post just reminded me that we used to have anal sex sometimes and that led to thinking about his conditioning. I still have no idea why I don’t want sex. Ironically, this morning Lion asked if I thought his licking me would make me feel better. Better than what, I don’t know. I don’t necessarily see licking as a potential cure for anything other than horniness, but we can do it. I have no doubt it will feel good. I just worry about hurting his shoulder, which was diagnosed this morning as a torn rotator cuff.
Before he suggested licking me, I told him I could make him feel better with a blow job. The diagnosis is pretty depressing and I owe him a blow job to get my average up anyway. Not that I wouldn’t give him one just for the heck of it. I know he loves a good blow job. He may even like a bad blow job although I’d never give him one on purpose. At the very least, he’ll get his blow job tonight. Anything else is frosting on the cake.
[Lion — I completely forgot that our first encounters were anal. I don’t know why they were. I’ll have to ask Mrs. Lion.]