All that shit is so real and it hurts so FUCKING bad. I hate being othered. I hate being the lone exception to inclusivity, diversity and tolerance. I have never once harmed so much as a hair on a woman’s (or man’s) head. But I’m dangerous and not trustworthy?! Fuck that noise.
Also the sex part is basically my partner and I:
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My partner cums every time we fuck (PIV). It takes about 3 minutes and then game over.
While I’m lying there thinking about how I’m still horny and unfulfilled, my partner is already off washing, getting dressed, and ready to leave (we don’t live together).
Since I started HRT three years ago, it hurts to have sex like we used to. I have mentioned this numerous times, but it’s “the only way” my partner can get off, apparently. I have mentioned that I need more time, more attention, more patience.
My partner loves and appreciates my long hair, my babysoft smooth skin, my perky tits, my ass, my slender frame, and my dick. But not enough to take the time to properly foreplay or focus on my needs. I’ve even done what other women do: fake orgasms so they feel better about their self :/
It continues to drive a wedge between us, because I need more, and I am not getting it from my partner. I crave affection, touch, and intimacy. I need to be held, maybe for hours.
I feel like I should start charging people for orgasms, because I don’t get anything else out of the exchange.
All that shit is so real and it hurts so FUCKING bad. I hate being othered. I hate being the lone exception to inclusivity, diversity and tolerance. I have never once harmed so much as a hair on a woman’s (or man’s) head. But I’m dangerous and not trustworthy?! Fuck that noise.
Also the sex part is basically my partner and I:
NSFW
My partner cums every time we fuck (PIV). It takes about 3 minutes and then game over.
While I’m lying there thinking about how I’m still horny and unfulfilled, my partner is already off washing, getting dressed, and ready to leave (we don’t live together).
Since I started HRT three years ago, it hurts to have sex like we used to. I have mentioned this numerous times, but it’s “the only way” my partner can get off, apparently. I have mentioned that I need more time, more attention, more patience.
My partner loves and appreciates my long hair, my babysoft smooth skin, my perky tits, my ass, my slender frame, and my dick. But not enough to take the time to properly foreplay or focus on my needs. I’ve even done what other women do: fake orgasms so they feel better about their self :/
It continues to drive a wedge between us, because I need more, and I am not getting it from my partner. I crave affection, touch, and intimacy. I need to be held, maybe for hours.
I feel like I should start charging people for orgasms, because I don’t get anything else out of the exchange.