Being a cardiophile is so difficult for so many reasons… Sometimes, I wished that I was just… normal.
It’d be so much easier for other normal people to understand me. Having sex would be normal and easier without fumbling with a stethoscope or headphones.
I also wouldn’t have to deal with how my heart horny brain perceives the world. Drinking coffee? Horny. Smoking? Horny. Exercising? Horny. Thrilled? Horny. I can hear my heart against my pillow? Horny!! Watching a movie when a heartbeat sound plays? Absolutely, completely and devastatingly horny!!!!
I can’t even say the word “heart” without thinking twice about it. Then, I’m thinking about hearts…!!
How amazing is it to be in a community with people who are not normal- like me? They understand the way I feel… And how my brain works… Why my heart beats faster when I start sharing…
How exciting is it to hear a heart? It feels like rapture… Complete and total ecstasy. How hot is it when that heart skips a beat…? It’s enough to push me over the edge… Nothing turns me on like the heart… I need it to experience sexual pleasure… and for my eventual climax…
I get turned on so easily… and I don’t know if that’s a bad thing.
Being normal would definitely be easier… But not as nearly as much fun. The heart adds a certain layer of intimacy and intensity that normal sex just can’t match.
Checkmate, normies. I’m always horny. 🫀
