When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other.
This is beautiful!
Bowie in his wedding tuxedo by Thierry Mugler. (Iman in Herve Leger)
THIS IS EPICCCC
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wedding dress option…
looking at Manhattan from Brooklyn.
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This moment in my life, I wish I can replay over and over again. The evening of my birthday, the only man I’ve had eyes for for the past 6 years got down on one knee and asked for my hand in marriage. This exact moment I laughed out of nervousness because I couldnt believe what was happening at that time lol. I was literally in shock for 2 days, only because i didnt expect it or think something like this was going to happen in my life. I’ve always known it is something I deserve being the kind of woman I am, and my mid-twenties was where I was shooting for in terms of an event like this but this was truly unexpected! I swear ive been on cloud 1,000 since this evening and i swear, unless someone close to me dies, nothing will get me off this high! Yes, he drives me crazy at times, he can be a brat just like the best of them, but his positive outlook, his gorgeous smile, his urgency to protect me, his soft kisses he’ll attack me with, his tights hugs that I melt into his body every time, his eyes always pierce through me more than he’ll ever know…his girly laugh when he’s chopping it up with his boys, seriousness when he cooks and wants me to be his assistant aka “he just wants company in the kitchen”, his moments of concern when he wants to clear his mind and chit chat i always appreciate for he can be a steal box at times with his thoughts. The way he says my name, my pet name, my last name; the way he says my name when we take over each others space in pure pleasure thats unexplainable to even me.
When I said yes I was in a complete blur as I stared at him and the ring as I was in utter disbelief and shock but somehow came to when he asked “will you marry me?” I said yes because my heart belongs with him, we grew up together in this relationship and we have more growing to do, and honestly I dont want to do this with anyone else but him! I will cut a nigga or two for this young man and thats on the low swing of things lol….simply put I’m just so happy….
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