There is something quite enchanting about wrestling playfully with a man while he’s trying to pin me to the bed.
‘Specially when he’s trying to get my clothes off.
Makes me giggle.
I like it when he’s careful with me…yet fully expects me not to let him win easy just cause he’s the guy.
I like it when wras’lin’ stays fun and yet turns erotic.
Sometimes I love it when it turns into a rut.
Sometimes I love it when its just a teasing playfulness.
Sometimes I love it when it turns into a scene that I find myself in a decidedly submissive situation with my clothes suddenly ripped off me.
Kissing is very distracting from my intention to wriggle and win for sure.
So is tickling.
Erotic witty comments add to the giggling.
Spankings and tweaked nipples certainly get me to drop my hold on one cloth or another.
I like it when I occasionally win.
Mostly, its fun not to win.
I just like the process of playing.