Touch

I'm a male human being so I naturally like sex. I don't view woman as sexual objects that are for our use to simply receive semen and pop out children every couple of years. The female form fascinates on not only a sexual level but on an artistic level. If I had the drawing skills I would mostly draw naked women, preferably my girlfriend if I had one at the time. I love women, in all their splendor and glory and have a tremendous amount of respect for them (despite my misogynistic sense of humor) regardless of age, race or size. Hell, I was raised by woman and had woman constantly surrounding me as I was growing up. I had girl-friends and guy-friends, each group of which I could go mingle freely without skipping a beat or being awkward...I just took a break to answer a text sent by a female friend, so I'm fairly comfortable with women. This brings me to my main point and topic of what this is going to be about. To me there's two types of sex, and you can argue this all day everyday and it won't change my mind:

• Fucking: Usually starts spontaneously, without any kind of warning, with very intense foreplay (rough kissing, biting, scratching, etc.) that eventually leads to intercourse that involves both parties being fairly aggressive and "animalistic."**
• Love Making: Usually starts spontaneously as well but with heavy and elongated foreplay that leads to a more intimate type of intercourse where one feels "connected" to the other and is almost spiritual in nature. 

To me neither is better than the other, but we all have our preferences when it comes to doing the do. What I really want to have again is an experience that I've had before. I'll leave the girl's name out of it for her sake. This wasn't the first time we had sex with each other but it was the first time we did it at night. I had my iPod radio playing in the background, emitting a cool blue light onto the old white walls of the house we were in. It kind of felt like I was underwater. We had just finished having what I considered fucking and I looked over to her and said, "This is gonna sound lame...but I want to...make love to you." Just thinking about those words coming out of my mouth sounds cheesy as hell, but she smiled and agreed. The thing happened and I had never felt that kind of feeling before. I felt like I connected with someone's soul on a completely different level. It was like getting high for the first time, or getting buzzed. It was an extremely intoxicating and pleasurable ordeal. Now that I have a vice that I really enjoy I really want to relive that experience. (I just read what I wrote and it sounds like I'm not over that girl, but I can assure you I'm referring to the experience itself, not who I shared it with) I want to be close to another girl, another human being, like that again. It's one of the few beautiful experiences in life as we know it that make it worth living. Everyone should experience that at least twice in their lives.

**Apparently "animalistic" isn't a word, according to Google Chrome auto-correct.