I Am A Slut, But Not A Cyber Slut

I received a very polite invitation today to cam with someone. I responded “Oui, j’aj une photo numérique, mais je n’ont pas cyber sexe.” (Yes, I have a digital camera, but I do not cyber sex.)
Cyber sex is not something I have ever been interested in. I am not judging anyone who has long distance relationships via the internet. I keep in touch with many friends that way. But I cannot do sex online. I know it works well for some, but not for me.
With people I have fucked before… hell even with people I am fucking now… I do not get off via computer. I love flirty, sexy chat. I love seeing the face of the person I am talking with. I love the reactions, the raised eyebrows or spontaneous smiles, from something I have said. But that’s as far as it goes.
Sex for me involves all five of my senses. The computer can only provide two, sight and sound, and I still prefer those two in person. I also LOVE the scents of sex and men (and women sometimes), and the tastes- all of them. Plus don’t forget the most important sense of all for sex… touch. Without touch, for me, it isn’t sex.
If you try to throw in some sadism and domination, the difference between real and cyber becomes even more distinct. If pain I inflict on myself did anything for me, why would I need the Sadist? And trying to submit without that hand in my hair, the tug on a leash, or various other inputs does not work for me. I am more likely to start giggling.
So my apologies to the very kind gentleman in France, and to all the others who have asked. I don’t do cyber. I need a real man (or woman) physically present. Anything else would be me faking, and I don’t do that either. 😀
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