Sex: Never Enough

Sex. It is one of my favorite topics and past times. By know means am I an expert but unlike most I am open for conversation regarding my past hook-ups, my opinions, and tricks for floor play. I am definitely one of those woman who believe if men can bang anything with legs I am at liberty to do the same without being called a slut, whore, slur, or whatever else. Yes I have referred to myself as a slut in the past but it doesn't make me a hypocrite, mainly because when it comes from me I know I am referring to my sluttish moments in life. Regardless dudes don't call me a slut just because I have more game than you do, that my friend is not my fault. But in all seriousness I am similar to a dude in that I think/crave sex a majority of the time.

Rule #7: You can never have to much sex.

My first time, like many, sucked. It was an awful experience, from what I remember anyways. I held on to my V-Card for 18 magical years. Let me set the record I wasn't against sex before then it just never happened for me. How my virginity survived my first year in college? That we many never know. Moving on. My first time happened my sophomore year in college after a themed party at a frat house. Want to know how I remember it? My fucking vagina hurt for like a week. Seriously I was in pain and that is all I remember from my first time, well that and the fact that he had dyed his hair black and it was covering my walls and sheets. Sick. After he left I proceeded to run up and down the halls of my apartment complex screaming that I was no longer a virgin (no joke, true story). I also made pancakes and left them in our hallway for a solid two days (also a true story).

After my first time I think my mentality was well now that I've lost it now so lets see how much fun I can have. Now I would like everyone to not judge me and just accept that for awhile my room was a brothel. It wasn't like I was boning every dude that said a word to me, but I did have my fair share of good times. From the One-Minute-Man phase, to my roommates walking in on me countless times, it was safe to say that I truely love having sex. Through this period in my life I learned that when I want to control the situation I like to be on top, to always have condoms ready and available in your room, and to pee after sex whatever the circumstances. I learned a whole lot more but it may be a little graphic for the viewers at home.

I would like to set something else straight. Sex has different meanings for everyone. Yes I have soberly had sex with someone I cared about or had been dating at that moment, but never has sex been "making love" to me. This is a huge difference between single me and best friends who all seem to have damn boyfriends. I could see why someone who has sex with some they love would see my sexual escapades in a whoreish light. Two things about that, 1. I will have sex if I see fit so fuck off and 2. If you were single you too would see I have a point. Everyone should in my mind love sex, and if you don't love it you clearly haven't had good sex yet and should consult a Kama Sutra book and buy a vibrating cock ring.

My point is sex is a great way to burn some calories while releasing some endorphins. All around after sex everyone is in a better mood. So do the world a favor and have some sex. Also please remember, don't be a fool and wrap your tool, Plan B is your friend, and get tested on the reg. Other than that go out there and get some.