The more vanilla someone is, or the more ‘asexual’ they seem in everyday life, the more taboo and sexy it feels when they do anything sexual, no matter how vanilla. I can’t tell how much my reversion to vanilla (not exactly like I was hyper kinky anyway) is because of my fears, or because though I had some fun trying new stuff it all felt like a novelty, or because the person I most enjoy being with who is the only person I trust 10000% is totally vanilla. but like, the best vanilla, hand churned in a remote Tuscan village to a recipe handed down and perfected over 5 generations, and once you’ve had that then chocolate is fine, it’s a bit different and it scratches that ice cream itch but all you think about is that absolutely magical vanilla.
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I dunno. I guess it’s impossible for me to feel that excited about specific fetishes or acts. no act could live up to the experience of finding someone I truly deeply connect with a human and sexual level. would be cool if my mental health didn’t go into freefall during long periods of celibacy, because meaningless sex just feels so hollow and pointless (even if it’s enjoyable) and I can’t imagine being arsed to suck a dick if I’m not invested in them on an emotional level. Not gonna cumguzzle for anyone.
I should really change my username. I hate that I feel like this, I would much prefer to be adventurous and sexy and the cool girl who just loves to try everything. And it feels really regressive to realise how I really feel rather than cowering behind how I want to feel.
But being open minded and a free spirit on this stuff just got me traumatised and totally dehumanised. And I know that’s a really bad experience and not all kinksters etc etc, but when my high watermark for respect and care and consent is so vanilla, how can you not start to see them as opposing forces… (Btw I know that you can be emotionally and sexually invested in multiple people but I haven’t fancied anyone new in the last 3 years)
Pervo: ruining filth threads since 2019 x