Ladies, you cannot have sex like a man. Men can literally sex you without liking you, get hard even when they are mad at you, then jump up afterwards go home never talk to you again and not care. If you my darling are screwing like a man, then you are a man. Go get that checked out. Stat!
One of my favorite f* buddies, let’s rename this to special friend, had the penis of a god. Huge. Hard. Beautiful. He wasn’t a god in bed but his equipment was so gorgeous it was intoxicating. Neither of us were looking for a relationship, but we did go on the hunt for the sweet dirty wet good good together whenever possible. He would turn me out over and over again. “Me love you long time!”
I’m a sensitive kind of girl, so over time I did develop feelings for him. Still, I didn’t want him to be my man. I did however want him to treat me nice. As if he were that into me. Did he ever deliver. Yes ma’am! We would take walks, ok more like we would walk through the city dodging the crowds as we hurried to my place to do the nasty. Buuut, he would hold my hand and lead the way, shielding me from the masses with his body. While driving he would take my hand in his and kiss it, and I felt like a loved girl. Come on! I was letting him blast through me in the most lovely ways, the least he could do was give a loving touch from time to time. Even if it ain’t love, it should feel like it sometimes.
We would eat pizza and watch movies, fall asleep and wake up the next morning to go to work. Yes that’s right, my special friend and me eating pizza and having sleepovers. I was going through serious stress at the time so I really needed a friend. He wasn’t that, but we were friendly. And it felt good. One Saturday morning he said the words every girl getting it from a dude wants to hear “I have to go out, but you can stay here and relax”. Well eff me! That’s when I knew I had found the holy grail of special friends. He was leaving me in his house, so that I could chillax. Amen.
Don’t get it twisted, you call the shots when it comes to your body. Make love, screw hard, get dirty and make no apologies. But when it’s all said and done, the difference between you daydreaming about your special friend with a smile on your face or curled up in your bathroom bawling your eyes out, will be the hand-holding and offers to hide out at his place when you need it most. Without them, well, you’re just getting screwed.
Do you have a special friend? Is it killing you or is it giving you life? Tell Gigi!