Dear everyone
who’s reading this blog. Firstly: I’m very sorry that it has been... I don’t
know how many months since my last post. I could give a thousand reasons why, but in the end, I just didn’t know what to write about. Secondly: in honour of
this being the last day in 2012, I will just say a few nostalgic words: 2012 has
been a crazy year for me for many reasons. Sexually I have experienced quite a lot. I
have learned how different boys can be. And how difference there can be, if you’re having sex with one type or the other. And all these boys have also taught me a thing or two about myself
and what turns me on.
But if I should only
pick one incident that has been genuinely eye-opening, it would be this:
Two weeks ago Fannie (a girl from my class) and I were chatting - using the famous Facebook - about boys, sex and love. She told me that she had started to make a list of all the boys she had ever kissed – a list of every single boy she’d ever kissed. I had considered doing so myself earlier on, but I’ve always felt it was too embarrassing. Nevertheless I ended up making my own list – one with all the boys I’ve kissed and one with the boys that I have slept with. And I was right: this list turned out to be some of the most embarrassing things, I’ve ever seen. Not that I’m ashamed of what (or who) I have done, but for an entirely different reason.
The study found that of boys I’ve ever kissed (kissed for real of course, not just in a game or something) I have slept with 25% of them. God, that’s a quarter of them all! I was quite shocked. It really puts thing in perspective, huh?
But what might have been even more shocking was that I don’t even remember the names of 21,875% of the boys I’ve kissed! That’s more than one fifth of them! (In my defence I can say that they were all boys I had kissed during a festival last summer... I think I’m legally excused!)
Now, I’m just going to point out, that these numbers may sound or look big, but I have (only?) kissed 32 boys in my life, which means that only seven names have slipped my mind (ah, okay, I’m sorry... alright?) and I’ve only slept with eight of all them (no comments. But I will say that 62 % of them were goooood sex).
Two weeks ago Fannie (a girl from my class) and I were chatting - using the famous Facebook - about boys, sex and love. She told me that she had started to make a list of all the boys she had ever kissed – a list of every single boy she’d ever kissed. I had considered doing so myself earlier on, but I’ve always felt it was too embarrassing. Nevertheless I ended up making my own list – one with all the boys I’ve kissed and one with the boys that I have slept with. And I was right: this list turned out to be some of the most embarrassing things, I’ve ever seen. Not that I’m ashamed of what (or who) I have done, but for an entirely different reason.
The study found that of boys I’ve ever kissed (kissed for real of course, not just in a game or something) I have slept with 25% of them. God, that’s a quarter of them all! I was quite shocked. It really puts thing in perspective, huh?
But what might have been even more shocking was that I don’t even remember the names of 21,875% of the boys I’ve kissed! That’s more than one fifth of them! (In my defence I can say that they were all boys I had kissed during a festival last summer... I think I’m legally excused!)
Now, I’m just going to point out, that these numbers may sound or look big, but I have (only?) kissed 32 boys in my life, which means that only seven names have slipped my mind (ah, okay, I’m sorry... alright?) and I’ve only slept with eight of all them (no comments. But I will say that 62 % of them were goooood sex).
I'm not proud of these numbers, (considered the
fact that I’m only 18 years old), but I have only had positive experiences with all
these boys. And, as you might know, I’m very large whenever the subject deals with sex. I believe that man is forever curious and wants to explore everything – and I
believe this is healthy and important to discover and practise sex. And
this year I have had wonderful experiences with the most fantastic boys. They
have taught me a few things:
1. The
older the boys, the better the sex.
2. Musicians are very good in bed.
3. Don’t be afraid to try out new positions or ways of doing it – you might actually like it.
2. Musicians are very good in bed.
3. Don’t be afraid to try out new positions or ways of doing it – you might actually like it.
As for 2013 I can only
wish that I am going to have just as much sex as I did this year, with wonderful boys as well,
and that I’ll experience even more different positions and places to do it than this year
(but it could be nice, if I could remember just a few more names, though...). And, of course, I wish you all the best of times this coming year – whether you haven’t had your first time yet, have a boyfriend, or have been
all around the world.
But before all jump on into the new year with all your fellows and with lust for sex, just
remember one thing: protect yourselves!
Happy New Year
and Happy Safe Sex to you all!
xoxo Lucy
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