When I was first learning about sexual vocabulary, my autistic mind always found it a bit strange that putting a tiny part of yourself, maybe six inches long, into a hole belonging to another person, and then pushing it in and out really fast, meant that you, the whole person, were inside that other person. Surely it would be more accurate to say your dick was inside them – and even then, if you’re thrusting, even that is only true half the time.
I recognize the necessity of that euphemism, because “I’ve been inside her” sounds a lot less graphic than “My dick has been inside her pussy”, but I still found it odd.
When someone swallows you whole, you are inside them, no ifs, ands, or buts. Every part of your body is contained within theirs. They can see you in there, rub the you-shaped bulge in their tummy. They can purr, their sounds of happiness completely surrounding you and making your whole body vibrate. The feeling – especially combined with knowing you made them happy – would turn a massage chair green with envy. You hear their voice resonate through their body as they ask you if you’re okay in there, remind you how much you mean to them. You think about how anything that wants to hurt you will have to get past their claws, and then through their hide (or perhaps their shiny, impenetrable scales). There’s nowhere in the world you feel safer. You smile, and close your eyes. You’ve had a long day.
And what’s more, you can see them on the inside. Most people, when they say someone is “just as beautiful on the inside”, they mean it metaphorically, talking about the person’s heart and mind, how smart or kind they are. When I say someone is just as beautiful on the inside, I might mean those things too – and I often do – but I also mean it literally. I’ve seen them on the inside. The part that Mother Nature didn’t bother making look pretty because She thought no one would see it. And they’re beautiful there, too.
I understand the mechanics in a roleplay/fictional context, but it sounded like you literally have practice the actual thing in real life. Maybe I just didn’t understand.
When I was first learning about sexual vocabulary, my autistic mind always found it a bit strange that putting a tiny part of yourself, maybe six inches long, into a hole belonging to another person, and then pushing it in and out really fast, meant that you, the whole person, were inside that other person. Surely it would be more accurate to say your dick was inside them – and even then, if you’re thrusting, even that is only true half the time.
I recognize the necessity of that euphemism, because “I’ve been inside her” sounds a lot less graphic than “My dick has been inside her pussy”, but I still found it odd.
When someone swallows you whole, you are inside them, no ifs, ands, or buts. Every part of your body is contained within theirs. They can see you in there, rub the you-shaped bulge in their tummy. They can purr, their sounds of happiness completely surrounding you and making your whole body vibrate. The feeling – especially combined with knowing you made them happy – would turn a massage chair green with envy. You hear their voice resonate through their body as they ask you if you’re okay in there, remind you how much you mean to them. You think about how anything that wants to hurt you will have to get past their claws, and then through their hide (or perhaps their shiny, impenetrable scales). There’s nowhere in the world you feel safer. You smile, and close your eyes. You’ve had a long day.
And what’s more, you can see them on the inside. Most people, when they say someone is “just as beautiful on the inside”, they mean it metaphorically, talking about the person’s heart and mind, how smart or kind they are. When I say someone is just as beautiful on the inside, I might mean those things too – and I often do – but I also mean it literally. I’ve seen them on the inside. The part that Mother Nature didn’t bother making look pretty because She thought no one would see it. And they’re beautiful there, too.
I understand the mechanics in a roleplay/fictional context, but it sounded like you literally have practice the actual thing in real life. Maybe I just didn’t understand.