A Unexpected Conversation

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Part of my month-long vacation this summer involved going to see some old friends from college. After some adventures, we ended up sitting at a Denny’s late into the night and talking about “how we really are.” When the girls found out that I was in a poly-amorous relationship, they immediately unleashed a torrent of jealously at me.

I should note, these are not kinky girls. They are what I would consider to be pretty vanilla and normal (all things considered.)

And yet, when I mentioned that my husband and I occasionally slept with other people, they were overcome with wonder and asked me how I managed to convince him to allow such a thing.

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Now of course, that is just silly. I didn’t have to “convince” him and he doesn’t “allow” it. It is just who he was when I met him. It is also how I am, and so it worked out nicely for us.

At that Denny’s at 3am, the more the girls described their experiences with their husbands, the more I became convinced that being poly is an orientation. My college friends are hard-wired like me, to want multiple partners. And unfortunately, their husbands are not.

This made me curious how common it is in each sex, and so I did a bunch of digging. It doesn’t seem that the topic has been studied yet, so if you know a social scientist looking for a thesis idea, please suggest it to them. In the meantime, my anecdotal evidence will lead me to suspect that it is more common in females.

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If being poly truly is an orientation (as many have suggested,) then I guess that means it’s something you can’t talk a partner into if you want the relationship to last. You either have to find someone who is, or become comfortable with being monogamous. At least, that is how it would seem to be.

It’s funny because when I first realized I was poly, I suspected that everyone was like me, but they were all pretending not to be. I held on to that belief for a long time, and used to get annoyed when people told me that they just couldn’t imagine it. I would blame their religion or their upbringing, and imagine that they were being held back from something they really wanted deep down.

However, after years of running workshops and counseling people on everything to do with sex, I am convinced that some people really aren’t into sleeping around. They just want one human to call their own, and consider that to be enough. I think that is really just how some people are.

Thank all the gods both living and dead that I found a mate who wasn’t monogamous.

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Travel and Sex

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There are two kinds of vacations.

1. Number one, you go to some all-inclusive resort and relax in a nice hotel room and just enjoy life. All you have to do is roll around in bed, and maybe order room service.

~OR~

2. Two, you are visiting a thousand people and all of them expect gifts and pictures and fun adventures like going on a hike and there are cars to rent and early meetings after late nights and you don’t get to rest for even a moment the entire time.

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Now, I am all kinds of down with having sex on the first kind of vacation. When I can bring music to play, have time to shave, and am rested and happy.

However, this last vacation had me pretty much constantly at my wit’s end. No one would rent us a car, my kid is on drugs, my granddaughter grew up a lot while I was away and I missed it, my family reunion was chaos where the children didn’t give me a moment’s peace, and absolutely nothing went smoothly.

Like, absolutely nothing.

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I didn’t have time to shave, which left my armpits hairy.

I know some women who are bold and brave are fine with that, but I grew up in the 90’s as a Goth kid and even the boys shaved. I can’t feel sexy with hairy armpits.

Not to mention that there was absolutely no time to trim the hedges, if you know what I mean.

And that certainly left me feeling ugly.

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Then there is living out of a suitcase!

Normally I put coconut oil in my hair before I snorkel so it doesn’t get really gross from all the salt water. However, my coconut oil exploded all over everything in my suitcase, because of COURSE it did.

And that coconut oil also doubles as lube since I have been dry lately because of a hormone imbalance (also not sexy, right?) So that was not good.

Not to mention the lack of eyebrow scissors and mousse and other things you can’t have on a plane.

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Look, I lived on the streets when I was a teenager because my parents kicked me out.

And, I learned something about how demoralizing feeling gross really is. It’s just so awful to feel disgusting.

Oh, and food is limited as hell on Guam. So naturally, I ate every berry I came across as well as salmon and breads and all kinds of things I missed.

It is really not good for your digestive tract to suddenly switch your diet that drastically, but I couldn’t resist all the foods I had missed eating.

So, that led to other un-sexy issues.

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And finally, I didn’t bring any lingerie, or sexy clothes, or a speaker to play music. I had no way to set a mood or get into my groove like I do at home. (There was no room for such things in my suitcase since it was a month-long trip and I had to prioritize.)

I don’t know how to explain how much I lament that this is how it is, but this is how it is. Travel is a mess.

So I think before my next trip I should just be as clear as possible to everyone:

If you want to have sex with me, come to my house.

Sorry, but that’s just how it has to be. I may travel a lot, but I am old and crabby and it’s not as easy as it used to be.

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Fantasies

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Do you have any of those memories that you always get a little worked up thinking about? You know the ones, where it was just so hot that you still fantasize about it?

Me too. And they are not always about really kinky things like whips and chains and violet wands. Sometimes, they are just about a moment that stood apart from the overall experience as particularly awesome.

Once such memory is from when I was dating a guy in the air force who had a really big dick. I mean, it was enormous. He always said that he hated blowjobs because they were all teeth and not enjoyable. And of course, no one could suck on more than the tip anyhow.

So I tried a bunch of different positions over the course of our relationship, and one night I found the one that worked. I was on my back on my living room table, with my head hung over the side. Just like in this picture, actually:

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Not that I am as hot as the porn star, but during really good sexy times I definitely feel like that. And I know it was good because he has brought it up since then.

Thinking of it now reminds me of another time when I brought home two guys from an element a440 concert. I know most girls only dream about that kind of thing, but I am a Magically Delicious Super Slut, so I actually did it.

At first it was kind of awkward because they didn’t want to be naked in front of each other. So, I just took my clothes off, got on the bed, and started touching myself. They were able to get into it after that…

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To be fair, scientists theorize that women are hardwired to want to mate with as many partners as possible, to ensure a competition with the best man winning. The joke goes: some women confess to gangang bang fantasies, and the rest are lying.

For centuries men have tried to foist modesty on women, but when the science comes in, we tend to be the freakier sex with more wild fantasies.

In a recent study it was discovered that women search for more brutal and abusive porn than men do. The scientists were absolutely shocked and scandalized (since they were all men) but women kind of blushed and didn’t comment. We know what we are.

I guess the point I am making here is that I love getting lost in fantasies of past conquests. And, I want to do all these things again!  I would love to do a gangbang some day, as well. I have already done an orgy and that was a fun experience, as well as swingers clubs and sex parties (also good.)

If anyone wants to share a sexy moment that they still think about often, or a fantasy that they have, post it in the comments. It would be interesting (and probably helpful) to know more about what my readers are into.

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Orientation Series: Review

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We have taken a look at several orientations.

There is the spectrum of Kink to Vanilla (and everything in between.)

There is the spectrum of Gender Orientation (and all the possibilities there.)

There is the spectrum of Polyamorous to Monogamous (and all the funny quirks of that.)

And finally, there is the wild and wide variety of Sexual Orientations.

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All of these things are components of who you are. We as human beings are extremely complicated, and there are so many components to a person’s personality; (all of which determine important aspects of who you are.)

This can be beautiful and fun, but it can also also make you feel helpless. I know a lot of people who worry that they are “so weird that they will never find anyone who fits them.” I understand that. I used to feel that way. Everyone fit with me in one or two ways, but not completely. All I can say is that these days, with the Internet, there is hope.

To quote a friend of mine:

“You may think you are hopelessly weird because you can only get off if you are fucking a guy in a donkey costume with a vibrating strap-on. But honey- with the Internet you can find someone who wants to be that donkey.”

Take it from a pansexual guy in a girl’s body who is kinky beyond all reason and polyamorous by nature: If I found someone who fits with me, anyone can find a match.  Good luck to all those still looking.

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Orientation Series: Sexual

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So far in the orientation series, we have talked about kink/vanilla, gender identity, and poly/monogamous people. The last pizza of the puzzle is a person’s sexual orientation.

Here is some of the things considered to be sexual orientations:

Straight: Attracted to the opposite sex.

Gay: Attracted to the same sex.

Bisexual: Attracted to men and women.

Pansexual: Attracted to everything.

Asexual: Not really attracted enough to anything to want to have sex.

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Now, these are narrow boxes created by narrow people. That means they don’t cover all the shades of sexual orientation that there are. For example, my husband is Heteroflexible. This means that he is mostly attracted to women, but he is also kind of just down to fuck. If there was a line of people of various genders, he would go for the female ones. But, if there is not a willing woman about or if the mood strikes, well then, whatever.

The most important thing to remember about orientation is to not let people force you into a box. People are fluid and adaptable, and they do not belong in boxes. If you are a lesbian who is mostly into girls, but you think you might want to have sex with a boy, then don’t let your lesbian girlfriends dissuade you! Try it. Maybe you’ll like it.

My sexual orientation out of gate was straight. This is because before puberty I still considered myself a boy, rather than what I am now (a boy living in a girl’s body.) And before puberty, I only had eyes for women. There was this girl named Samantha that I can remember wanting to kiss so bad that I thought the whole world must be able to hear my thoughts creaming out of me. I wanted to run my fingers through her hair and touch all of her skin and breathe in her smell. She was tall, blonde, and extremely pretty. I wanted her more than I ever wanted anything.

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I never got Samantha to give me the time of day, but I did find my very own pretty blonde when I was twelve. Her name was Summer, and she actually looked a lot like Samantha. We messed around every time she slept over.

Back then, I never looked at boys. I saw them as friends, but not as anything to be interested in. Girls at school talked about this or that famous boy being hot, and I was unable to think of anything to say. My celebrity Crush was Cindy Crawford. Then later, Angelina Jolie.

I went though puberty the summer before High School (which is really late, and I like to think my sheer determination to be a boy is what delayed it a few years). I started to unwillingly take on some female traits, because as I have said, form sometimes dictates behavior. You might be a boy inside, but you become at least partly female once you start getting periods and realize the enormous burden that your body is dictating that you must carry.

Periods. Birth Control. Pregnancy. Menopause. Holey shit.

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In High School I experimented with dating boys. It didn’t really fit. But then, sex with girls hadn’t exactly fit either (since I couldn’t have sex with them the way I instinctively thought that I should.)

However, I can’t remember being attracted to a boy until college. His name is not important. We called him “Pretty.” He was annoying as hell, but he was so delightfully feminine. He didn’t grow hair on his face because he was Native American. He had soft angles and curves. He wore his hair long. And, he was a moody little bitch. I was in love at first sight. Somehow his feminine qualities made it make sense.

After awhile, I started to genuinely appreciate men. I mean, I still don’t check them out in the streets. I never got that far. And I do still turn my head every time for a pretty woman. BUT, there is something about sex with men that is easy and fun. Their bits fit bits fit with my bits, and if I don’t think about it too much, I can just be in my body instead of in my head.

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However, I have found myself attracted to all sorts of people. Sometimes it’s pheromones (like the court jester I ran away with this one time.)  Sometimes it’s an intellectual attraction, like my rocket scientist. And sometimes it’s just convenient and easy and who cares cuz sex is fun?

I mean, sometimes I think people overthink it too much because it’s just sex. I have had sex with most of my friends, and it’s just one of those things were you think “I wonder what it would be like?” And, if it’s bad, of well. We move on because I am a goddamn adult and I can do that. Sometimes it’s good, and it becomes a thing we just do whenever we are in the same place and it’s not a big deal.

However, I respect that some people really just NEED to be in a box. Those people tend to pick a label, ignore all feelings to the contrary, and try to stick with their entire lives. And hey, that’s cool. If you want to be in a box then you should be. However, I notice that these people can sometimes be really judgmental about people like me. So for those of you who really love to cling to your label and only be one thing: I am totally cool with that. But, you know, leave me alone about what I am into. Because, like, it’s just everything.

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Orientation Series: Poly vs Mono

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So far, we have talked about Kink Orientation and Gender Orientation. These are things that occur on a spectrum, where there are rarely absolutes.

In my experience, being polyamorous or monogamous is also an orientation. And, like other orientations, it is on a spectrum.

You might say: How can that be? You either sleep around or you don’t, right? However as always, the world is full of all kinds of nuance.

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Example One: Katie is only interested in sleeping with her boyfriend. She doesn’t like to date, and she doesn’t want to have sex very often. This is not a reflection on who she is with. She just has a low libido. However, she knows that her boyfriend loves her and she is not insecure, so she doesn’t mind that he sometimes sleeps with other girls. He always tells her about it, and he never brings them home. This makes it easy for Katie to feel comfortable with dating a polyamorous person even though she is monogamous. She is monogamous but open.

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Example Two: Sidra really loves her husband. He is her favorite person and she cannot ever imagine her life without him. She doesn’t want anyone else to be in their home, and she doesn’t want anyone else raising their daughter. She is happy with everything about their life. However, she loves the feelings of falling in love. She loves the feeling of people finding her attractive. She has a high libido and really wants to have sex with the attractive men who flirt with her. Her husband only has eyes for her, and he is fiercely in love with her, though his sex drive is low. Thankfully, he understands that she has needs. He may not want to sleep around, but he doesn’t mind of she does. She is respectful and never brings the men home where her family might have to meet them, and at her husband’s request she doesn’t talk about what she does. They refer to it as her going on a “mini-vacation.”

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Example Three: Jack is bisexual. He is married to Jill, whom he adores. However, she is a girl, and he is bisexual. Thankfully, Jill is bisexual as well. She understands that sometimes Jack needs to be with a man. After all, sometimes she needs to be with a girl. Jack and Jill both occasionally date. They only date same-sex partners, though. It would hurt Jill’s feelings if Jack slept with another woman. And, it would hurt Jack’s feelings if Jill slept with another man. They know that some bisexual people are monogamous and choose a partner of one sex or the other and just settle down and be happy. Neither of them are able to do that, but that is okay because they are consenting adults who are happy with their non-traditional arrangement. They tell each other about their experiences with same-sex partners, and they both actually think it’s a really big turn on.

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Example Four: I am pansexual, which means that I like to have all kind of sex. Threesomes, orgies, exhibitionism, kink, whatever. I have sex with men, women, transsexuals, and virgins who have no idea what they are yet. My husband is also pansexual and doesn’t really seem to care what experience he is having as long as it is new. We have lots of sex with each other. But, we also have sex with lots of other people. Sometimes together, sometimes separately. We tell each other about it, because we both enjoy imagining each other with other people (or watching each other with other people.) Last summer he had sex with my friend, who is very straight and not interested in a girl seeing her naked. I was disappointed that she didn’t want me to be involved, but I didn’t want to deny him the experience. So, they had sex a couple nights in a row, and I hung out online. Sure, I was a little jealous. But we both have moments when we are jealous, and we recognize and manage our jealousy because we don’t want to deny each other new and exciting experiences.

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These are just a few examples of different ways in which people can be varying degrees of polyamorous or monogamous. Just remember that the key is always consent. You need to be honest with your partner about what you are comfortable with, and then make sure that they are someone respectful enough to stay within your boundaries.

Remember, it’s not cheating with consent. As long as you have consent and are respectful of boundaries, then its just good fun.

Note: I still haven’t figured out how to do Valentine’s Day, so if any of you have suggestions, feel free to let me know.

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Orientation Series: Gender

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Gender is really hard for me to talk about. I just don’t have the language for it. I have a friend who I saw recently in Hawaii, and she may be the only person on Earth who actually gets my gender, because she is the same way.

Like with Kink and Vanilla, it is a spectrum. However, there are more components to gender orientation, because there are more aspects to consider.

In order to explain just how complicated it is, I will frame it around my experience as an example, and then we’ll talk about it.

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So, I am a guy. I have always been a guy. As a kid I liked bugs, sports, building tree houses, playing with remote control cars, and anything else the boys were doing. My sister played with Barbie dolls, and they always bugged me. Once, my cousin Chris and I stole some fireworks from his mom’s garage, tied them around one of the Barbies, and then watched the doll explode in midair after we threw it off the deck of my house. It was very satisfying.

Some people would argue: Well, you’re just a tomboy. I get that. You see girls that like to do guy things and you think they are all the same.

However, I am not a girl who likes to do guy things. I am a guy. I have the swagger, I hold doors open for my girlfriends, and sometimes when I look at a hot girl I experience the most pronounced feelings of gender dysphoria because I can feel the penis I don’t have getting hard when I think about fucking her. Not with my fingers or with a dildo, but with the penis I was meant to have. And I can actually feel it even though it is not there.

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I spite of this, I don’t want to transition. There are lots of reasons for this. For example, science cannot make me a penis. They can make me a prosthetic that I have to pump up like a balloon, but it would never feel like a penis. Also, I learned to live with it, and now I have gotten used to it. Yes, I am a guy. That is one component of my gender identity. However, I am also a guy in a girl’s body. And that has become part of my gender orientation. It was not part of who I was as a child, but it became part of who I was some time during puberty, and now the girl body is just as much a part of my identity as the boy insides.

If you ask me, this is because to some extent, form dictates behavior.

What I mean is, you can’t have a girl’s body and not have certain experiences. The first time your best friend looks at your tits and it crushes your soul that he sees you as a girl. The first time your dad’s creepy friend smacks your butt. The first time you are sexually harassed in public. Your first period. The first time someone shames you for having a period. The first time a teacher dismisses your comment in a science or math class. The first time someone keeps going after you say “no.”

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Part of me just felt gender dysphoria, and therefore a deep sense of betrayal, when men objectified me.

However, part of me integrated it into who I was. All women do this. Some later become self-aware and fight the internalized misogyny. Others don’t. However, all of us cope with the constant objectification and shaming by internalizing it at first.

Once I had done that, being in a female body became part of who I was.

So, there is really no way to explain my gender orientation except to say that I am a man who lives in a woman’s body. Every part of that description matters, because my identity as a human relies on each caveat.

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Also, sex is confusing.

When I am having sex with a girl it feels really good because the part of me that is a guy is really into fucking a beautiful woman. However, part of me is miserable that I have to have lesbian sex with the girl because I don’t have a penis. For this reason, I like to date girls (open doors for them, pay for dates, buy them little gifts) but then watch my husband have sex with them because I can’t have the kind of sex that I want to with them, and he can. I have to tell you, not many girls are into dating a “girl” but then having sex with a “guy.” So… confusing.

And sex with guys… I don’t know. To some extent, form dictates behavior. So, at least I have that going for me. I guess over the years I found it easier (less effort and less emotional pain) to just fuck men.  So somehow I got used to it, and eventually even to like it. I mean, it doesn’t matter who licks your pussy as long as you cum, right?

Outside of sex, guys I date are just dudes I hang out with. We drink whiskey and argue about politics. We talk about girls and motorcycles that we loved. We help each other diagnose car problems. We just chill, because we are just dudes hanging out.

Actually, I relate a lot to the article I read recently about straight guys who fuck guys. I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s just not like gay sex (which is its own thing entirely.) It’s just guys who happen to be horny, so why not fuck?

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The Point: I consider “A Guy in a Chick’s Body” to be my gender orientation.

A lot of us don’t have simple genders that can easily fit into the box of “girl” or “boy.” Some of us feel like both. Some of us feel like neither. Some of us are on a spectrum between the two somewhere. And you don’t have to identify as “male” or “female.” The very idea that you should have to is absurd.

I would also like to give a shout out to all the intersex people.

In the US, they make up about 1.7% of the population. So, if you know 100 people, you probably know at least one person who is intersex. These are folks who were born with both genitalia, and their parents chose a sex for them when they were babies. Personally, I think that is extremely wrong. They should be allowed to grow up as they are, intact, and then decide for themselves if they want to be one or the other.

The percentage of intersex births is actually on the rise. It is my personal opinion that many of the people who are trying to desperately to push the narrative of “male” and “female” are just intersex people who were mutilated at birth. Their parents probably tried really hard to force them into a gender because they were horrified to have had an intersex baby, and thus the children place too much emphasis on “acting their gender.”

For the rest of us, I think it’s about time that we just admit that it is a complicated issue and let people identify as whatever the fuck they feel like. It’s just easier that way.

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Boy inside (blue) + Girl Outside (pink) = The Lady Violet.

(For those of you that never got the joke behind my Domme name and favorite color.)