I recently had an absolutely lovely evening with a man who’s been trying to find the time in both our schedules to play. He’s been quite confident all along about his ability to “satisfy” me. Which is something I often get from men I meet on the site I’m on. Most of them are Hedonists like me and enjoy giving pleasure just as much as receiving it. And apparently many women in my age bracket seem to have had little experience with a man who loves women as much as these men do. Probably as most women are less of a slut and/or coming out of long term marriages.
So I hear a lot of what others would consider boasting… but is actually just their way of reassuring me they are worth it in the sack. And I take it as it is, since experience has taught me that the type of man who pursues sex with the amount of lust that these men do, IS worth it in the bedroom. 😉
They just may not realize that they are not as unique as they like to think they are. lol.. and I haven’t the heart to tell them I hear their honest boasting ALL the time!
But this post is not about the lovely Hedonists I play with. This is about how MY honesty is both enticing and intimidating to my men.
The lovely new man admitted that he’s very nervous to finally bed me. Both confident that he’ll please me but nervous that somehow he still won’t do a good enough job. Which I found extremely hilarious. Because I’m one of the easiest women to please in bed. I can orgasm on command (*almost!) and since my body is primed to do that it responds amazingly fast to almost any stimulus.
Add to that the fact I truly enjoy men as much as they enjoy me and everyone is going to have a good time, guaranteed. And I’ve been very verbal about that to every man I meet.
Apparently too verbal. Most men asked me about my experiences and I’ve been honest and told them. (Its audible porn to them, lol) Plus I always suggest to a man who really wants to know me to read my blog. THAT’s where insight into me comes through.
With this new man, after we’d had sex, he told me he was very nervous and he’d do better next time. I told him, “How can you be nervous! I’m so easy to please!”
“Yea, I know that NOW. But you built yourself up so.. you’ve done so much.. I wasn’t sure how I was going to compete.”
“You don’t have to compete.” I told him.
“I know.. but I do it anyway. I’m a guy… we’re competitive.”
And that made me speculate on several past experiences with men who had difficulty “performing”. I’d assumed I wasn’t hot enough for them to get erections. (And in one case I KNOW that was the problem.) But maybe they were so nervous their body was backing out on them.
A possibility, indeed. And something to factor in when I’m having conversations with men. I love to shock and boasting about my own unique sexual freedom is wonderfully shocking to many. It’s immediately apparent who would be a good friend to me and who wouldn’t by how judgmental they are when I’m totally “me”.
But I’m the one who gets shafted (or NOT as the case may be!) when a man is having performance anxiety once he’s got me in his arms. So I may re-think just how much I want to shock a man with my own version of boasting.
I’m open to anything if it’ll get me better sex!