I’m pretty sure my mom went to her grave thinking I am still a virgin and Dad, I’m not a virgin anymore (sorry).
I haven’t been since I was 21. I’m glad I waited until I was 21. I at least had some wits about me vs being a naive teen.
It’s taken me a long time to realize that I am comfortable in my skin with who I am and it’s taken me even longer to realize I’m comfortable in my skin with who I am in my sexuality.
Men can sleep with 101 women, but if a woman does the same, she is slut-shamed.
That is unfair.
Don’t slut-shame females who like sex. We have needs, desires, fantasies just like men. If a dude can get his nut from going to a strip club, then a woman can get off by whatever strikes her fancy. If a man sends a picture of his cock to someone and it gets out into the public, we slap him on the wrist and if a woman sends a picture of her breasts or naked self and it gets out into the public, she is labeled a slut, whore, homewrecker, etc
World society, I call your bullshit and frankly, I’m sick of it. Don’t dare call a woman a slut when you’re paying for porn, prostitutes, secret sex parties, raping innocent lives, pillaging worn torn lands for dominance and so on.
Fuck you and your slut-shaming.
If I choose to send someone a saucy photo, text or have phone sex, it’s my free will. I am not a slut for it. It’s a conversation, sexting, phone sex, or whatever between two consenting adults. If I choose to explore the fetish world, then I’m going to go satisfy my curious mind and see what the hell is going on across the street of missionary sex.
Stop slut-shaming me and other women for it.
Men, women don’t shame you for being sexual and getting off. You shouldn’t do it to us either.
Women, we’re at fault too. We slut-shame each other all the time for who we sleep with and often, we don’t even have to be having sex to be called a slut. Wear a revealing dress = damn girl’s a slut. We have to stop slut-shaming each other. Encourage each other to be comfortable and confident with their choices.
Society, you might be frightened or don’t understand sex/sexuality, but I’m not frightened and I want to understand what it is that turns me on, what gets me off, why I like what I like, why I don’t like something, etc.
I am comfortable with myself and I want to learn, explore, and know more and as I learned from the childhood slogan of a Saturday morning cartoon PSA, “knowing is half the battle.”