Everyone seems to be enjoying the polls on the sidebar, so I wanted to start doing a question of the week, posted every Wednesday. I’ll ask a question, give you my answer, and then hope you guys fill out the comments section with your answers!

Question of the Week #3: Other than actual vaginal penetration, what’s your favorite part of sex or favorite thing to do in the bedroom?

I have two favorites. I mean, it is hard to beat good old fucking, in my opinion, but other than that…

Number one, being throat fucked. That’s the sub in me talking. I mean, I don’t think I could be in a relationship where my man wasn’t willing to hold my head and really throat fuck me. If I gag a little, awesome. If my eyes tear up, even more awesome. If I throw up? You’ve gone to far, dude.

:-p

But yeah, love throat fucking. Another favorite of mine is anal sex. It hurts, but the pressure is so intense, and (say hello to the sub in me again) there’s something so hot about a guy using me for pleasure when it isn’t particularly pleasurable to me. Of course, that feeling in and of itself is pleasurable, so it is really a loop of thought!

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Submission or Dominance (I imagine…I don’t KNOW with Doms) is in your blood, a part of you. I look at it as the same as sexual orientation. If you’re born one way, you can be the other. Or hey, if you’re born a switch, cool. I’m just saying that someone who is a sub will never feel comfortable taking a dominant role, and being in a vanilla relationship will feel like a compromise.

At least, those are my feels. I suppose I can’t talk on behalf of subs everywhere.

So I was talking to Daddy the other day…well, wait, let me back up. I don’t really feel comfortable calling him Daddy anymore, definitely not on here. So, from now on, I’ll just call him D. D for Daddy, that’s easy enough to remember, right?

So I was talking to D the other day about some of the reasons things did not work for us, and why they would be challenging in the future. That’s a whole can of worms. Those of you who have been around here long enough know that the base reasons for the break up were the distance and his ex coming back into his life. There’s more to it, though.

I don’t think that D is a true dominant, at least not in the same sense as most doms. He has a dominant personality, be we were talking about it, and he is more controlling than he is dominant. "Controlling" has a really bad connotation, but it doesn’t have to be if the person wants to be controlled!

Essentially, D had a hard time giving me what I needed in terms of dominance. In the bedroom, not a problem. Seriously. But in day-to-day life, he isn’t a micro-manager, and asking for his permission for some things (and I wasn’t even overboard with it) just got on his nerves.

But then, am I a true sub if I wanted him to do something that annoyed him? Basically, his perfect relationship would be one where he could have what he wanted when he wanted it, but where his girl could handle herself without guidance the rest of the time.

Will D and I ever be back together? At this point, it annoys him to even talk about it, but I still do have hope in my heart that it could at least be a possibility. This talk about dominance and submission really changed how I think about things. I may have called myself a sub, but in the end, I was pretty demanding and he was unhappy as I was.

I won’t even be comfortable being dominant, nor would I want to be in a vanilla relationship. I’m just saying that maybe I’m not the sub  thought I was. And that’s OK. I really think this is a life-long time of evolutionary thought process.

Everyone seems to be enjoying the polls on the sidebar, so I wanted to start doing a question of the week, posted every Wednesday. I’ll ask a question, give you my answer, and then hope you guys fill out the comments section with your answers!

Question of the Week #2: How did you first find out about sex? Did your parents have "the talk" with you?

Sex was/is not a topic discussed in my house. Now that I’m older, I think my parents know that I’m not a virgin and figured it out, but they never sat me down to explain it. I can remember, at four and five years old, understanding that sex had something to do with laying in bed with a member of the opposite sex, but I probably learned that from TV.

My early sex education came from my older cousin, who used to tell me dirty jokes, and then have to explain them. One of my best friends learned the same way from his older brother, and we use to swap stories on the school bus. That was in fourth and fifth grades.

Then, the biological stuff I learned in sex ed class in seventh grade. I mean, I knew the basis of how it worked, but that really cleared up everything for me, haha! I still like to think that I’m learning about sex though. Its really not an easy topic!

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I guess no one wanted to do Valentine’s Day shout outs this year. That’s actually kind of sad. Last year, I had a good number of participants, but this year, no one emailed me. I guess love is dead. Or shy. *shrug*

On a happier note, I had a pseudo-date for Valentine’s Day. Actually, it wasn’t really a date at all, we made it clear that it was just a friends thing and I paid for my own dinner and movie…but it was nice to not be alone on Valentine’s Day.

It’s been about a year now since big changes took place in my life. It feels funny, like surreal, to think about where I was, who I was, a year ago and who I am today.

The best is yet to come. I hope. 

Everyone seems to be enjoying the polls on the sidebar, so I wanted to start doing a question of the week, posted every Wednesday. I’ll ask a question, give you my answer, and then hope you guys fill out the comments section with your answers!

Question of the Week #1: How did you lose your virginity? Was it good or bad, and would you do it again that way if you could go back in time knowing what you know now?

I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 18. It was my first semester in college, but it was actually with someone I knew in high school. I drove to his college to hang out with him and after spending some time partying (during which time I only had like 1/2 of a beer, so I wasn’t drunk), we went back to his dorm.

His roommate was ROTC and asleep, so we started hanging out with the guy in the room next to ours. We ended up sleeping there and having sex while the friend "was asleep." Yeah right…well he was at least facing the wall!

It was bad. At the time, I thought it was good, but it was bad. He just kept asking me if I orgasmed yet. He was also a little freaked out that it was my first time, I think.

I wouldn’t change it though. What I would change is the drama that ensued, because I was all la-la-la happy and "in love" and he was all…stoner. :p I actually only talked to him once on the phone after that, and I never saw him again.

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