Making Love, Sex and Fucking

I hate the term “Making Love”.  WTF.  It’s so pansy…. all I think of is ditzy princes and princesses frolicking in the meadow sharing chaste kisses.. not down and out thrusting and grinding.  Love doesn’t need to be “made”…. love and sex can be completely different depending on the person.  Not so much for me.. BUT I respect everyone’s opinions, each to their own right?  Anyways….  back to the topic.  Making Love… pansy, dull, and oh so…. fluffy.   Ick ick ick.  Where’s the fun in that?  Seems like a boring chore… and chances are the Prince would be the only one getting off…. I’m skeptical of the Universal Prince Charming’s skill with the Clit.

Sex however, it’s more blatant and honest.  Why sugar coat it right?  It’s sex, plain and simple… it’s not like the word is going to cause the apocalypse. It’s basic but it gets the job done.  I’m all about the honesty.  It’s what Charming and his Princess have when they’re having a good day.

But when it comes down to it, I love fucking. Just try saying it. Fuck-ing.  I mean… the pronuciation is beautiful.  When I think of fucking, I think of spontaneous tearing of clothes, heat of the moment stuff… gripping each other tight, hard passionate kisses exploring different crevices… the panting, moaning, wild thrusting, grinding… plus I’m thinking more explosive orgasm… and that’s what it’s really alla bout This is what Charming does with the mistress down at the bar. Fucking…. not making love or having sex… fuck-ing.  AWE-some.

Now… I’m all hawt….