Is this love? Nope, just sex…
Is this love? Nope, just sex…

Post-sex feelings —they aren't real and you most probably aren't in love

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His face is buried in my pussy from behind…Oh my god it feels good. Then he goes on to pound and grind me to dust…magical fairy dust. I am flying, golden sparkles are floating… I am like putty in his hands, he is fucking me like there is no tomorrow. When I sit on his face, he just doesn't let me go…even when am done, he loves being there. He cuddles and spoons after sex, he talks to me about everything in the world. OMG he is perfect. His hands are always on me.

Yeah, that (and much much more) happened…and now I am back in the real world. As I drive back home, images of us are flooding my mind. My thighs are still shaky and I am reveling in the aftershocks of magnificent, wild, sublime sex.

I am overwhelmed with emotions, can't stop thinking about him..and of our time together. Photographic memory doesn't help either. It makes me have flashbacks as clear as day…Feels like I am falling for him. Oh how perfect he is, I wish I could call him and tell him how I feel.

SCREEEEECH……brakes, please.

Hello ..this is your logic speaking — “Calm the fuck down. PUT THAT PHONE AWAY. He is your FWB…remember what that means, FRIEND WITH BENEFITS only, or even FUCKBUDDY. You shouldn’t do anything like telling him feelings. Just sit on your feelings for a while and I bet they will go away. Its the brain honey, it fucking plays games with us”.

I snap out of it. I bet this has happened to some of you too…but we all gotta snap the hell out of it.

Yes I know its pure science, orgasms not only create pleasure in your body they actually affect the brain too…

Here are some facts-
['Wistful Writer']
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