Overwrought

I am very focused. Not on my work  – although somehow I am still managing to make phone calls and update systems – but on the heavy pulsing that is focused on my cunt.

All I want to do is wrestle my hand inside my trousers, inside my knickers, and slide across my clit to my cunt. I can feel my wetness. I clench my thighs, noting the slick movement of my lips against each other.

I want to touch myself.

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Musings on Sex and Intimacy

The incomparable Thursday’s Child is currently running a project about Sex and Intimacy. I was intrigued by the concept, and took the time to complete her questionnaire, which has since appeared on her blog. It’s part of a series of interviews, and they’re well worth the read. This post contains my responses, which you can also read here.

What does intimacy mean to you? How do you define intimacy?

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