Why Smiling Is My Favourite Part of Sex

"When did sex become such a serious thing, where a display of genuine happiness during intercourse is cause for discomfort or - perhaps worse - the ick?" One of my close friends asked me recently what my favourite part of sex is. I knew what they were expecting, what a sexy lead of a film would say: the licking, the sucking, the way I seize up before cumming and then surrender myself. I answered quickly: ‘smiling, probably’. They tried to conceal a look of slight shock, lowering their brow as quickly as it had started to rise - the unwritten rule being that anything we say about sex to each other goes by unchallenged, because God forbid we seem judgemental about each others sex lives. There are a lot of unwritten rules I’ve picked up on when it comes to sex; having it, talking about it, and writing about it. Maybe I’m breaking one by doubling down on my position here, rather than quickly shaking my head and saying ‘only joking! I love oral!’ A quick Google search of ‘smiling during sex’ returns a list of forums. Posts penned by anonymous users lament ‘I find it so weird wh... "When did sex become such a serious thing, where a display of genuine happiness during intercourse is cause for discomfort or - perhaps worse - the ick?" One of my close friends asked me recently what my favourite part of sex is. I knew what they were expecting, what a sexy lead of a film would say: the licking, the sucking, the way I seize up before cumming and the...