I've been giving some more thought as to why anal sex is more intimate for me. I know I'm not alone so it would be interesting if any of these strike a chord with anyone out there.
I'd touched on it in an earlier post about the surrender aspect. I'd written that without thinking to deeply. At heart, I've now realized, I'm really quite submissive. I don't mean weak, or down-trodden in any sense. I just get quite charged and emotional by giving my self up to someone I love and trust. It's a strange thing when you think about it; both safe and vulnerable at the same time.
Another powerful aspect that only anal sex provides for me is the physical impact, which is more raw and immediate. Something that cannot be ignored, almost something endured. Even as I'm being penetrated I'm asking myself do I really like this, but at the same time always coming back for more and loving that feeling as he gets all the way in. Afterwards, when he's withdrawn, I really notice his absence in a way I never do after vaginal sex. Yet at the same time feel him for hours.
It's these things that make me feel so connected to him. That and we've shared something so special. Perhaps I suffer from a surfeit of empathy because knowing that he's having so much pleasure makes me soar so high.
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Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
What makes anal sex so special?
I imagine many will look at the blog title and read my first post and raise an eyebrow. Intimate? How can that be?
Well, I think largely that perceptions of anal sex have been unfairly colored by culture (which I'll go into in another post) which give rise to negative emotions about the subject. If you can get past or reject that reaction, then a whole new world opens up. I also don't buy into the definition of my femininity and sexuality being tied to my vagina; I feel we're way passed that 60's and 70's concept now, of those (once) radical sexual equality and sexual freedom pioneers, especially since people are able to share information so freely, and a whole spectrum of different sexualities and lifestyles are now being revealed. What I'm getting at, is that nothing is normal any more.
I'm not saying that other forms of sex aren't special or intimate, but for me nothing else makes me feel as uninhibited and as bonded and close to my partner as when I'm being taken anally. There is nothing like the anticipation, both knowing what is going to happen, the foreplay and the ritual of assuming the position, applying the lube, the relief when the head enters.
Now, although there usually isn't any eye contact and I can't see his face because he's most often behind me I still get incredibly excited by the sounds and the feeling. Maybe I'm not such a visual person. I can close my eyes and listen to his heavy breathing as he thrusts and those very deep moans which signal his enjoyment. I like his hands when they hold my waist or hips firmly, and that amazing fullness as he stretches and fills me. When he cums, the throbbing back there is wild.
More than anything though, it is the surrender I think. And the pleasure men seem to get from being allowed to do that with a woman is palpable.
I can't be alone, can I?
Well, I think largely that perceptions of anal sex have been unfairly colored by culture (which I'll go into in another post) which give rise to negative emotions about the subject. If you can get past or reject that reaction, then a whole new world opens up. I also don't buy into the definition of my femininity and sexuality being tied to my vagina; I feel we're way passed that 60's and 70's concept now, of those (once) radical sexual equality and sexual freedom pioneers, especially since people are able to share information so freely, and a whole spectrum of different sexualities and lifestyles are now being revealed. What I'm getting at, is that nothing is normal any more.
I'm not saying that other forms of sex aren't special or intimate, but for me nothing else makes me feel as uninhibited and as bonded and close to my partner as when I'm being taken anally. There is nothing like the anticipation, both knowing what is going to happen, the foreplay and the ritual of assuming the position, applying the lube, the relief when the head enters.
Now, although there usually isn't any eye contact and I can't see his face because he's most often behind me I still get incredibly excited by the sounds and the feeling. Maybe I'm not such a visual person. I can close my eyes and listen to his heavy breathing as he thrusts and those very deep moans which signal his enjoyment. I like his hands when they hold my waist or hips firmly, and that amazing fullness as he stretches and fills me. When he cums, the throbbing back there is wild.
More than anything though, it is the surrender I think. And the pleasure men seem to get from being allowed to do that with a woman is palpable.
I can't be alone, can I?
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