Add to my list of Underappreciated Sex Acts: dry humping! (Also to my list of poorly named sex acts. I guess Soggy Humping was a little too on-the-nose.) Surgery and I were dry humping the other night and it made me realize I haven't had a proper hump since I was a teenager.
There's something wonderfully spontaneous, almost subversive, about a sex act that you can do with your jeans on. (Or, for an interestingly strip-club-esque, submissive-ish experience, my naked ass grinding on his jeans.) It doesn't get me or Surgery entirely off, but it gets us to that place where the breathing changes and the eyes unfocus. It's a lot of work but the sweat just becomes part of the fun. And it's just so... tactile! All over.
It's hard not to giggle a little. That's okay. You stop giggling when you start moaning.
In conclusion, we will not appreciate dry humping until there is a threat on the dry hump supply, but dry humping is AWESOME!!