Cunt Teaser?

My trusted friend K says in an email, regarding my post below, "Either he's wimping out or he's a cunt-teaser! How could any red-blooded man wait for you?

Invoke the Babalon within you.

Whatever happens you'll get it right."

Thanks K!! Definite cunt-teaser, and I'm loving every delicious fucking minute of it, it's turning my insides in knots and inside out and up side down... I'm actually starting to wonder if I am not preferring this delicious teasing more than the actual act. At least as much as... I am learning the total pleasure in anticipation and delay. He's a very skillful teaser, if that's what he's doing. I have never felt so much pure Lust and Strength in all my life...

I actually feel very empowered by all this, paradoxically. That one is entirely hard to explain. It just all feels done with Love. Nobody has ever delayed sex with me before, and I have suffered that. I have never delayed sex before, and I have suffered that. I feel more wanted and desired, oddly. Treated more lovingly, considerately, respectfully. This whole thing has been a total paradox from the start, nothing has felt conventional about it. It's all felt like a Magickal Invocation. Whether it is or not, that's not seeming to matter, I have been taking it as that, feeling it as that, and it's all in the feeling.
He talked in one email about our strong connection at our sacral chakras, and I had long since stopped thinking about chakras, written them off as 'New Agey', but you know, that's where I feel it. Right in a line from my heart to my belly, as much as my actual genitals. Friday night's experiment really sensitized me to the whole chakra thing again, very strongly and clearly.

And the weird thing? I don't think it even matters if we fuck or not. And I can't for the life of me explain that. It totally matters, and totally doesn't. We are the Schroedinger's Cat of quantum sexuality. I guess we will only know that once the box is open, and he gets to see my pussy.

Babalon Is Invoked...