Gah, this term for sex annoys me so much. The sexual revolution happened in the late 1960s and people still say this?
I guess I find it so odd because, at least for me, sex is the opposite of sleeping.
Mommy, what are those 2 people doing on that bed? On the kitchen counter, in the garden shed?
Sleeping, dear, they are fast asleep.
Come on!
I don't even sleep with most of my lovers... I stopped sleeping with my ex h 5 years before we separated. We still fucked! Just rarely slept together.
I sleep with miss pixi but we usually have sex on the couch in the family room. I liked sleeping with Ginger, but that ended after one of his sicknesses caused reflux and he needed a slant bed. We kept fucking though!
There are so many words for sex. If you don't want to say fucking, say, have sex, we "did it," we shagged, we did the deed, we got busy, we had adult playtime, heck, you can even say coitus or intercourse. But I just find sleeping together to be as outmoded as the euphemisms in the Bible. The Bible writers called a penis a "foot" and balls the "thigh." They called the vagina the "navel." They said "went in unto" or "knew" for sex. Can't we do better than that in this day and age?
Oddly for me, sleeping with someone is even more intimate than fucking them. With fucking, you're all aroused, your lover looks beautiful because you're fucking and hormones are racing. Sleeping though, requires more trust and intimacy. After all, I don't invite someone to actually spend the night unless I trust them not to run off in the night after raiding my jewellery box. Then there's the snoring, the getting up to pee, the morning breath, the stubble, the messy hair, the bleary eyes and grumpiness before coffee... I save those things for people I trust that I know really really like me!
I guess I find it so odd because, at least for me, sex is the opposite of sleeping.
Mommy, what are those 2 people doing on that bed? On the kitchen counter, in the garden shed?
Sleeping, dear, they are fast asleep.
Come on!
I don't even sleep with most of my lovers... I stopped sleeping with my ex h 5 years before we separated. We still fucked! Just rarely slept together.
I sleep with miss pixi but we usually have sex on the couch in the family room. I liked sleeping with Ginger, but that ended after one of his sicknesses caused reflux and he needed a slant bed. We kept fucking though!
There are so many words for sex. If you don't want to say fucking, say, have sex, we "did it," we shagged, we did the deed, we got busy, we had adult playtime, heck, you can even say coitus or intercourse. But I just find sleeping together to be as outmoded as the euphemisms in the Bible. The Bible writers called a penis a "foot" and balls the "thigh." They called the vagina the "navel." They said "went in unto" or "knew" for sex. Can't we do better than that in this day and age?
Oddly for me, sleeping with someone is even more intimate than fucking them. With fucking, you're all aroused, your lover looks beautiful because you're fucking and hormones are racing. Sleeping though, requires more trust and intimacy. After all, I don't invite someone to actually spend the night unless I trust them not to run off in the night after raiding my jewellery box. Then there's the snoring, the getting up to pee, the morning breath, the stubble, the messy hair, the bleary eyes and grumpiness before coffee... I save those things for people I trust that I know really really like me!