discovery: flirting and foreplay.

i think that i like flirting and foreplay more than i like fucking. i like throwing on the dress (or tight pants). i love smelling like i want it -- pheromones mixed with sweat and whatever perfume i wear. i like knowing that i can play, that i can start trouble & maintain a safe distance . . . or go past the point of safety if i so choose.

i like options.

i like no underwear days, a freshly shaved pussy, and a nice breeze when i'm wearing my favorite dress. i enjoy knowing the ways my hands can be used to incite a riot in someone's pants. it gives me deep pleasure to be pushed to the edge.
it's more advanced than just getting naked. it's more psychological than that. it's like making out, being felt up and loving every second of it, then getting busted in the bathroom at the club (or bar or restaurant) and smirking to yourself that you finally got to do what you only ever hear about. or read about. or see in a movie.
freedom is being brave enough to go find out what you like -- what makes you wet, what makes you scared, what makes the walls of your pussy contract so much that you think you might faint from the sensation. and then walking away to go sit somewhere quiet to think about it. with your panties soaked. maybe even to go onto the next adventure.