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"Sexual attraction is confusing, maddening, euphoric, even dangerous.
It drives people to extreme behavior, even unspeakable crimes.
The beating pulse, the sweating palms, the rise of chemicals in the brain are the symptoms of a much deeper, more mysterious affliction.
The mechanism that chooses and controls the objects of sexual desire can only be found in the heart of the unexplained."

— Love and Feeling, Chet Faker (via ellissx)

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nymphoninjas:


Hey N & T,
I’m a bit out of sorts this week. I just got back from a three week trip to Toronto where I ended up having a crazy summer fling. I had the best sex of my life: he choked me in just the right way, bit me harder than I knew I wanted, gave me more orgasms than I ever thought possible. It was absolutely incredible to find someone who knew exactly what I needed and who took such pleasure in giving it to me. On my last night I finally worked up the courage to ask him to hurt me even more and he agreed to despite his reservations “only because these marks will last longer than the ones my kisses leave”. It was unreal. I boarded my plane the next morning covered in bruises, teethmarks in plain sight, my ass still bearing his handprints. I don’t know when our paths will cross again, if ever, but I’ve been taking pleasure in pressing on the marks he left on my skin as they slowly fade, remembering our brief encounter and trying to hold on to its traces just a little longer. 

I hope you’ll share this photo with your fling as well, I am sure he’d love to get to see the marks you made with both of your strength. I’m glad to hear you enjoyed your time in our home town. Maybe next time you visit we will see you and your NNBB around. Thanks for sharing your story and submission with us.

nymphoninjas:

Hey N & T,

I’m a bit out of sorts this week. I just got back from a three week trip to Toronto where I ended up having a crazy summer fling. I had the best sex of my life: he choked me in just the right way, bit me harder than I knew I wanted, gave me more orgasms than I ever thought possible. It was absolutely incredible to find someone who knew exactly what I needed and who took such pleasure in giving it to me. On my last night I finally worked up the courage to ask him to hurt me even more and he agreed to despite his reservations “only because these marks will last longer than the ones my kisses leave”. It was unreal. I boarded my plane the next morning covered in bruises, teethmarks in plain sight, my ass still bearing his handprints. I don’t know when our paths will cross again, if ever, but I’ve been taking pleasure in pressing on the marks he left on my skin as they slowly fade, remembering our brief encounter and trying to hold on to its traces just a little longer. 

I hope you’ll share this photo with your fling as well, I am sure he’d love to get to see the marks you made with both of your strength. I’m glad to hear you enjoyed your time in our home town. Maybe next time you visit we will see you and your NNBB around. Thanks for sharing your story and submission with us.

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"You’ll always be fond of me. I represent the sins you never had the courage to commit."

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"Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer."

— you intoxicate me (via n4ughty-y)

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