Reading the archives of Young Woman on Journey had me really thinking about relationships, sex, life, etc.
Her blog about black women not wanting to masturbate struck me. Out of the group of 4: me, LP, Gi, and BFF...all of them but me own a sex toy. I had a tongue toy but I didn't like it, so I "own" one but it doesn't work technically and literally. My friends and I discuss everything...so yea, we talked about it and I don't like for a man to beat it up both when he's eating me out or during penetration. I like long slow licks and strong strokes. I'm no jack rabbit kind of girl. The best was Mr. Phil. Even though we never had sex, his oral was the best bar none.
And now, I have a confession to make: I've never had an orgasm that I didn't give myself. Then, it was clitoral and not vaginal.
I know. Sad.
But still, I loved sex and all but twice, I liked being with the men I've slept with.
While I'm writing this I'm like DAMN!
But I think I'm ready to get my shit together. I'm ready to buy a toy and just go...see what gets me going and find my "O."
I've been chasing it long enough.
I feel like I'm going through some type of awakening. Each and every day I'm learning something more about myself and I'm loving it.
Is there a such thing as feeling yourself mature?
I'm determined to make this summer fun. I have planned and planned many outings in my head and can't wait for them to come to fruition.
I don't know how long I'll be friends with LP. She's really negative and I can't take it.
to be continued...