I’m drunk, so I decided to fill out the Fantasy section of my DO:Fusion profile. It was so good, I felt like sharing.

I want sex. Like good sex. Like I’m crying cause my body is shaky cause it was so good sex. I want making out and bodies close and breath hot against each other. I want orgasms and giggles and exhaustion cause we just fucked for an hour and still don’t want to stop sex. Fuck me right, please. It has been far too long.

I want rope. I want to be bound, vulnerable, and at your whim. I want to be lost in a world solely comprised of you, your rope, and my body. I want to feel you are only of me and I am only of you for the small space that we
create between hemp/jute and flesh.

I want to get lost in the daze of fingers in my hair and oxytocin pulsing throughout my brain.

I want love, but that’s too much to ask for at a kink convention. So fun, and whimsy, and giggles will do.

I find it funny that I am speaking my truth while it is literally coming out of me because I drank half a bottle of wine.

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