Loves the luscious ladies….Sort of.

By Glitterbella

LIke camping could keep me from posting! Better late then never ;) - Glitter

I'll just straight out say this. I fantasize about girls a lot. Pretty much a 50/50 split between woman and men, depending on my mood and how the current object of my affection has behaved. However, thinking about girls, while makes me hotter then hell, can't finish me off.

I remember (vaguely) my first girl on girl kiss. it was soft and fun, and definitely more enjoyable then the kiss of the guy I was dating at the time. It, like Disco, stated out as part of a truth or dare game. I think. That whole year is sort of blurry. I know I kissed/made-out with several other girls that year but nothing below the waist.

Around this time rumours that I was a lesbian started circling. I recently found out that they were started by my best friend at the time (maybe that's part of the reason we haven't talked in four years.) She may or may not have started the rumour I had a threesome with her and some guy, that I also only recently found out about. Oh well. C'est la vie, I guess

The next girl I remember kissing clearly, was, my ex boyfriends slash boyfriend at the time's best friends girlfriend. We made out at prom, strictly to get the boys to make out. I gotta say, seeing the two guys kissing was way more of a turn on then kissing her.

The next time, I've mentioned before, briefly, in my unsafe sex post as my "Mistake from Last Fall". Now I guess it's time for *some* details!

My friend, who I'll call….."Anna" invited me over to her apartment to play strip poker with her and some friends, including her fiance "Mark". It turned out, however, that I was the only one on the guest list besides them, and they didn't even have a deck of cards. So we hang out, Mark has a few beer, and have have some Sourpuss. Anna starts taking off her clothes. Before I knew it, we were all naked and in the shower. We eventually moved to the bed, but the weird thing is, even though Anna and I made out and touched each other, we didn't do anything below the waist. I call it a 2.5 some, just as awkward as a threesome, but without the actual 3 people all together. It was basically like we took turns having sex with him. Boooooo-ring! Best thing that came out of this is i realized I didn't WANT to have sex with her, which I thought I had when she started taking off her clothes. Made me think a lot of random thoughts. Mostly about boobs. And penises.

So there you have it. Most of what I can remember about being with girls…And it can be all summed up with Boobs are fun, girls are good kissers, but I like penis =^.^=

Maybe maybe maybe

By Glitterbella

So, Anal. Not something I've ever been particularly intersted in trying, I have enough issues with my digestive track without the addition of foreign objects.

Maybe someday. Maybe when I get married? I had that thought before, and used it as an excuse on an ex who wanted to try (that was the first one, the second one was, "not till I get to do you first", which thoroughly disturbed him. Almost as much as it would if he knew I was posting things like this about our relationship) He did convince me to let him use his finger, which felt like I was going to the doctor for a check up. Not pleasant.

The married thought comes from my semi traditional background, where woman are expected to be virgins when they wed. Clearly, I am not. Maybe that's something to save, a virgin ass?

Maybe something like what happened to XTC will happen to me (the surprise part) and I'll end up liking it. Until then, I'll save it for my husband. If he's in to it.

Unsafe sex? Sooooo Guilty

By Glitterbella

From the time i lost my virginity to my most recent sexcapades, I've never successfully use condoms. Like i said, Guilty. When I lost it, I didn't really know better. The next guy, who I really can't believe I didn't get an STD from, I don't really have an excuse for, except I reaaaally wanted to sleep with him. Third Guy, I was in a long term relationship with. And we DID try. But whenever we did, the condom would pop off. Couldn't find a bigger size, and we were exclusive (And he was a virgin - I got tested) so we stopped.

Fast forward 2 plus years. Relationship ends. And I hook up with my "Mistake from last summer" It was delicious never-ending constant sex. Condoms just didn't work with the way we had sex. The only reason he was a mistake is because he is that long term ex's best friend and roommate. Yeah. like I said mistake. Definitely my favourite mistake . Two bad it couldn't last more then two weekends.

My mistake from last fall….The biggest one, in my opinion.I'll skip the details, but alcohol was involved, condoms were not. it was a one night thing, by my choice. I don't like being used. This is the source of the STD I mentioned previously. He won't admit it, but the timing fits, and he lied about his test. The test takes five days. He said he got his results the same day. I call bullshit on that.

And finally, the mistake from 3 weeks ago. I remember asking if he had one, because we had discussed it previously, and we had agreed that we would use one, and it was also decided that he was going to bring it. He didn't. But stupid me, He was a notch I reallllly wanted on my bedpost. Shame it wasn't any good.

Now, in my defence. I am on Depo Provera and have been since just after loosing my virginity. The chances of me getting pregnant are nil. The STD thing….I've learned my lesson (after several lectures from Disco and XTC) and bought condoms for the first time. I will use them for ALL hook ups. But if i'm in an exclucive relationship again...I really can't say I will.

*Boy update*

3,2,1. I am down to ONE boy. Pintsize (Now re-named to Jbear, because I call things I like bear - Just ask my Cat, who must be pretty confused on if he is a cat, bear or man) definately has changed my opinion on him...He now reminds me a lot of "my favorite mistake," ,so theres definately some hope there. And DAMN can that man sing. - G

Size/shape? Does it really matter?

By Glitterbella

Sorry this is late, I had company this weekend.

Unless the gentleman in question has a Micropenis, or he doesn't know what he is doing and isn't willing to admit it, does size really matter? I don't think size, or shape really does. As for the just look of a penis, there are more interesting things to look at just to the North. I do agree with Disco that thickness is more important then length, trimming is the polite thing to do (particularly if your going to insist I shave completely. I am NOT a child, and I don't find it attractive, on myself or others). As for circumcision, I've been with one guy that was unclipped, and it made certain things difficult or painful(hand jobs, blow jobs, sometimes even sex). Better to nip it and not worry about it, I think.

*Boy update*

"Martin" is totally outta the picture. I'm not a guy chaser, and the sex wasn't worth it.

"Pintsize" and I sat together at work yesterday. It was a lot of fun, and he seems like he's actually interested in me, not just sex, like I thought before. We ended up talking until 5 am this morning.

"Steve" and I still haven't met, but we are still talking a lot. Maybe not as much as we were, but we still plan on meeting up soon.

More soon - G ;)

Boys Boys Boys!

By Glitterbella

I'll start this off by saying this time last week I had no boys in my life. Now I may have to many. Boy number one, "Martin" and I hook up last Thursday . He is the good night Disco refered to in her last post. There is some background drama here, but I'm over it, and he seems to be as well, so i'm gonna skip it for now and let you all know if it becomes relivant again. It was nice. Excellent cuddling skills....otherwise...not the greatest (Nor the worst) lover of my life. I think we will get better together with practice. One thing that did really bother me is that he kissed me (unless I made it otherwise) with his mouth closed. May not seem like a big deal, but it was annoying. Something that didn't bother me much, but seriously worried/bothered the lovely XTC and Disco, is the fact that my chest is covered in Large, painful, yellow and purple bruises. Martin, it seems is a biter. Fine by me. Just wish he would spread it out a bit more, ya know? He'd bite the same spot over and over again. Both girls are also unhappy with me about being unsafe. But thats a blog for another day.

Boy number two "Pintsize" is a guy I work with. Over the past few weeks, I've noticed that he has been very flirty with me. On Friday (yes, the very day after hooking up with Martin) Pintsize attempted to ask me out. He seemed a bit embaressed but eventually got my name, number and email. (yes, he wasn't sure of my name until then. Minus 1, lol) He promised to call me/text me that night, but didn't. He did eventually add me to both MSN and crackbook. While on MSN he basicly stated he wanted me to "be a distraction" from his depression. No thanks, but how to say that and stay friends?

Boy number three "Steve" I haven't met yet. But since we started talking on a dating site (Also on Thursday/Friday...Hmm, wonder if theres something to that?) we have talked on MSN or through texting almost non stop. He makes me laugh- a lot, and is willing to just go with the silly things I tend to say. He wants to meet up tomorrow. I shall let you know how it goes... ;)

Also, Brownie points to anyone who knows where I got my names from :)

No Comment...For now

By Glitterbella

When XTC first mentioned this as the topic of the week, I was like, ugh, I have NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT. HeadBang. I have had sex after drinking, but never after drinking to the point of intoxication. I don't do drugs, so thats out.

I thought. Sure I could write about the last time I had sex. It was certainly disastrous enough to count as intoxicated sex. However, I only had a few drinks before, and I certainly and sadly remember it all.

I thought harder. Some memories from a party when I was sixteen. Oddly, considering the date, a Canada day party. I recall sitting on a bed, which my best friend who I'll call Beth and Mitch, a guy I had a thing for. I refused to have sex with him, because he was a player and a dirtbag and we didn't have a condom. Instead I moved to touch her, and he wrenched us apart. We hadn't even kissed at that point. I left the room shortly after that, and I'm pretty sure she had sex with him. I didn't ask, she didn't tell. That same night I borrowed a shirt from the host, a male friend of mine. Unfortunately I also made the mistake of changing in front of him. This was SEVEN years ago, and HE still talks about it, lately he has been trying to convince me to have a threesome with him and his fiancee. Been there, done that. (Re, Last time I had sex.)

Again, later that same night (yeah, it was a long one- an all nighter matter of fact) I was laying in a bed with Beth, Mitch and another guy and an another girl ( five people in a double bed...comfy! Not). Mitch was laying in between me and Beth and I remember him attempting to turn me on. Putting my hand on his lap, so I could feel his boner (I forever referred to him as pencil dick after that), eventually he put his hand down my pants (super baggy men's Army pants from the Army surplus store, shouldda gone with tight jeans!) and attempted to finger me. I say attempted since he was SMASHED and I was really turned off. Painful combo, if you get my drift.

After that night I didn't drink for a long time. Until I was legal, to the best I can remember. And on my 19th birthday I was in a long term relationship with a lightweight. He didn't enjoy drinking, and we lived in a city where I had very few friends my own age, and he had several. We drank with them a few times, but whenever we got home he would go straight to bed. In the other bedroom. (Oh, conservative parents, who knew I'd be grateful you insisted on a two bedroom!)

So I guess, I really have to say “No Comment” until further examination of the issue. I have a “date” on sunday, but apparently he doesn't like drinking either. We shall have to see. And I use quotes because I really like this guy, and I have a feeling that it could just be a hook up. Oh well.

Non-physical Sex? Yes please!

By Glitterbella

Sorry this was late....there was some booze related activities last night!

I'll get this out there right now. I LOVE non-physical sex (or NPS for short). Sure I love the real stuff more, but NPS is kinda sexy and theres a bit of riskiness to it. Plus, it can make up for a lover that isn't skilled the the bedroom department. Or is traveling/living in a different city.

There are several kinds of NPS, cyber sex (Cybering) cam shows, phone sex and sexting. I don't enjoy is sexting as much as the others, but it can certainly help pass the time, particularly if your somewhere where the others are not an option. Like at work, hehehe.

I don't know why, but I've always loved cybering. Since way before I should have I was on line in chat rooms. It feels sexy and dangerous and sort of forbidden at the same time. I honestly enjoy cyber sex or even phone sex more then masturbating without it. Cybering is best done over IM like MSN or Yahoo, if you know the person, or by googling Adult chat rooms if your looking for some one to play with. Related (sort of) to cybering is Cam shows. These are fun, but I don't find the penis to be very arousing when its on cam. Sorry Gents. I did one last week with a male friend of mine (Soon to be more?? Maybe!) and it was fun. Wish MSN had played along. But since it didn't, I now have an actual recording of him – and he has one of me. Normally this would bother me, but since it wasn't exactly my face, I'll deal.

As for phone sex, I enjoy it enough that I considered signing up to be a phone sex operator. But then I was like, what if it ruins it for me? What if doing it with strangers all day takes away from my personal enjoyment? My current “thing” doesn't like it, so I haven't done it in a while, so maybe I will sign up - who knows, it would be an experience! And would help pay for the 3 bedroom my roommate and I want.

Sort of related is also my writing fanfiction. SMUTTY SMUTTY fanfiction ;) I don't know how per say it's related but it feels weird leaving it out...Maybe we should have a week talking about sex and technology?

I've been told that doing these sorts of things makes me a slut. I don't really care - I don't do them for other people, I do them for ME. I enjoy them. And that's what matters.

Virginity?

By Glitterbella

Not important in my book, to be honest. I didn't think much about it when I had it, and I felt the same after loosing it. It was something to get rid of, and not look back. And until now, besides a few drunken moments with friends, I really can't say that I have thought much about since.

I barely remember it, to be blunt, I know I was 16, I believe he was 22. It was the only time we had sex.

I remember the bare mattress, that he loved me, and that I thought him a fool. He was caring, and gentle, but we were abruptly (and quickly- by which I mean maybe 2 thrusts) interrupted by his mother coming home. After franticly throwing on clothes, I remember going to the bathroom, where the unflushed toilet was littered with cigarette butts. I recall going to a friends birthday party later that night and not being able to tell her because her parents were in the room. A few days later, I asked my Doctor for Depo Provra, and at the same time asked her if it counted.

I broke up with him less then 2 weeks later.

The next time I thought about virginity was when I started dating a guy who was a virgin. He said he was ok with the fact that I was not a virgin (a lie, as he would throw it in my face anytime we fought.) Within a month of us dating, I took his virginity. I don't remember the specifics, except that it happened near Valentines day, it was the only time we attempted safe sex, and it lasted longer then expected. And was more emo then when I lost mine. He cried, I'm pretty sure.

I don't know why I didn't consider it important. Maybe because in my Mothers' attempt at giving me a practical sexual education (Thanks Mum!) she didn't mention virginity AT ALL, which, as a she is a religious woman (much more then me, but much less then her Mother) is sort of shocking, now that I think about it. She didn't talk about marriage at all, as far as I recall, just gave me the book to look over myself, and explained somethings about pregnancy. She also, at some point told me it was “ok to touch myself, but only in private.” I think that comment stemmed from spending to much time in the bathroom (reading, no doubt, haha.) Best advice she's ever given :)