I love vanilla sex. Because of liberal feminism’s BDSM brainwashing, I used to doubt myself. Am I boring in bed? Am I unenlightened? Heteronormative? Caught in the Madonna-Whore mentality? Or worse— could I be… basic?
No, I just love women. I don’t want to hurt women or cause them pain. What could be boring about women sharing their bodies with one another, with trusting one another in their joined states of vulnerability, giving each other pleasure? Every time I’m on top of my girlfriend, underneath her, or between her thighs, I’m anything but bored. It literally never gets to feel “boring” or “routine” for me. It doesn’t rule out creativity or curiosity; “vanilla” sex leaves room for those things to be explored organically, together, joyfully. I love feeling safe during sex, I love the build up, the moment before she cums, I love the after, the holding her when she’s warm, and naked and sleepy.
“Vanilla” sex rocks, and I love it. I love women! That’s all.