'I have never, nor will I ever behave myself in the bedroom. I will always be very, very bad. And I will most definitely behave like a whore.' (sexkitten)
'We want a nasty porn chick, but we want her to be our nasty porn chick since we can't handle the thought of her being some other guy's nasty porn chick before us' (the mad goat). This is what no one told you about being a sex kitten. The unwritten, untold double standard men hold women to sexually where as a woman you must choose between fulfilling your own sexual fantasies or having a relationship. What is a girl to do? If you are sexually restrained you get to wear the white dress down the aisle but have missionary sex the rest of your life as you raise your children or you get to be the vivacious sex siren fulfilling all your sexual desires at the cost of possibly never having a meaningful relationship. How do you choose your fate?
It's become apparent that while men claim they want a lady in the street and a freak in the bedroom that what they really want is a freak to the extent that it does impede upon their perception of the woman as a wholesome motherly figure. According to Mental on why men don't date sex kittens he says, "[men] view the women who would fulfill all their sexual fantasies as trashy, unworthy to be more than someone they can abuse, slut out if you will. The woman they marry, give their undying love to before God, friends and family, they will not allow this woman to do anything close to the realm of fantasy." So basically as a woman you get to be a sex kitten or a mother but never both.
But then you stumble upon a point that Dan, the Gentleman of Leisure makes in his blog about men watching kinky hardcore porn and after having a taste of it desiring it for life. Dan claims that after having a taste of the kinky life "you want the ole' girl next door to date in order to complete your life and fulfill some bullshit fantasy you had as a child. Marriage, white picket fence, kids, etc…The kind of lady who cooks and cleans for you, and still has a job to make a nice life for yourselves. But you can't see doing nasty shit to these chicks because of the illusion of them being motherly and wholesome is gone. Straight, up and down, missionary sex is the norm here…But you've seen what could be out there. You need the girls, the women who like it hardcore. These aren't the marrying types, no sir." How do you reconcile these desires men if you can't have both? Or do you try by cheating?
As a woman do you have to compromise your sexual desires to appear wholesome enough to date? As a sex kitten do you have to forfeit any idea of a relationship or marriage because you aren't dating material?
For women like myself who openly embrace their sexuality and kinky adventurous side, are we to give up on the notion of our happily-ever-after unless we want to forfeit our phenomenal sex life?
Does having a high sex drive and a strong desire for a taboo lifestyle cancel out every other quality a sex kitten brings to the table?
Should we be punished for enjoying sex as much as men? Sure, we can have all the wild crazy sex we want but at what cost?
Do we have to forfeit any chance at a relationship in order to quench our sexual thirst?
I am not worthy of having a boyfriend because I openly admit and express my love of sex. And not just any sex but hardcore, kinky taboo sex. The kind of mind blowing sex that leaves you fantasizing for years afterward. Forget that I am kind and compassionate. Forget about my intellect and ambition. Forget my passion, sense of humor, loyalty and honesty. Forget about my ability to love and be faithful. Forget about all my other wonderful characteristics that make me who I am. Forget about all I have to offer. Forget them all because I embrace my sexuality and apparently that outranks everything else and makes me nothing but a common whore at your disposal. I am not worthy of meeting your mother because you are not secure enough to handle my sexuality.
So go ahead, date your pathetic prude of a girlfriend. You know the one who can't hold a conversation, the one who has nothing in common with you, the one who is your doormat but apparently mother approved. Run off with her, the wholesome prude who can meet mom and lie on her back like a good doormat so you pound her missionary style for the rest of your life. Just don't come complaining to me when your cock forgets how to work, when you forget what it means to actually have a passionate, intriguing, stimulating and adoring girlfriend, when you forget some of the things that love is really about.
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