I had been wondering about some things in life as I was heading through my teen years and sexuality was one of them. I was nineteen but I still wasn’t sure what boat I wanted to catch yet. I liked boys don’t get me wrong but sexual activity with them just wasn’t exciting and arousing.
I was catching up with my bisexual friend Shelly she was beautiful, had the most attractive body and she told me she would help me to venture onto trying something a little different in the sexual department. I wasn’t really into the idea of becoming fleshly with a girl but that was a guessing opinion of mine as I hadn’t tried it out before.
Shelly arrived and let herself in and helped herself to some red wine I had chilling in my ice bucket.
As we sipped our wine Shelly explained the wine would help to calm my nerves for the first time.
After a few wines we started giggling together then Shelly moved in for the growl. I could feel her coming close to me, feeling her hands on my face and I couldn’t help but to go with it.
Her lips connected to mine and our tongues explored for a few moments until Shelly pulled away and smiled, “So honey got any finger food I’m a little peckish”. I went to the kitchen and opened some savory biscuits and placed them in a bowl when I felt Shelly’s arms around my waist clutching me tightly. Her lips came close to my ear.
I felt her teeth gently gnaw into my ear as she started to slide her knee inside my thighs letting me feel her close.
Shelly’s warmth had a
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Pulling my mouth away from her boob for a moment just to switch to the opposite, Lara caught my head in between her hands and pulled my lips feverishly towards hers as she began to kiss me harder with even more ferocity and raw sexual energy than even our first kiss. Her tongue ran all over my mouth and she began
She just stared into my eyes. I don't know what she was anticipating and I don't know what she wanted. Did she want me to touch her? It was like she was just waiting for me to indulge my desires. But would she let me touch her? Would she let me run my hands around behind her and squeeze that gorgeous, round, little ass of hers? To feel the
I smiled in my groggy state and pulled her up until she was straddling me and guided her onto my dick. A small moan escaped her pouty lips as I lifted her up and down. Until she was at the rhythm I wanted her at.
He grinned, settling himself between her legs. His arm slipped under her shoulders, allowing him to prop himself up, while the other brushed the hair away from her face. His eyes roamed over her, taking her in. Then, he looked her in the eyes as her hands roamed his back and ribs as he slowly slid inside her. They both moaned in pleasure. "Jesus, Michaela. You feel so fucking good." He took a moment to try to get some control. "Sweetheart, how long has it been since you've been with someone?"
With a naughty grin on her face, she opened up the door, pulling him inside as she closed the door behind her. As the door closed she quickly switched gears, suddenly grabbing him and slamming him into the door, making out with him passionately. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth, exploring all around.
When you want to perform sexual acts with another person, you are experiencing sexual attraction. This is where my asexual friend comes to my mind. Genny Beemyn describes asexuality in her article titled “Sexuality” as, “having little or no sexual attraction to others of any gender.” As most of us are just ending our hormonal teenage years, this may seem hard to imagine, but it does exist. It is important to acknowledge all types of attraction, and understand that everyone experiences them
"I know," she pulled a tight, uncomfortable smile, which kind of unnerved me. I collapsed into a chair and twiddled my thumbs as she sank down to sit on the bed. This was followed up by even more discomfort, as a heavy silence hung between us. I guess I had to make the first move:
Michael took long strides towards her. Before Juli was able to move away, he was already in front of her, placing the palm of his hands on her cold cheeks and stroking them with his thumb. Juli squeezed her eyes shut as Michael pressed his forehead against hers. It was silent for a few seconds, them both savoring the
So I would try to figure out if there was a chance I might be attracted to women, or what men were my type. Then, I 'd leave the question alone for months — or even possibly years — at a time. Much later I concluded that sexual desires are things I 'll never feel, and so on some level, they 'll always be a mystery to me. But with each passing year, the mystery felt more overwhelming — became urgent to be demystified, even. I didn 't know asexuality existed. I thought my mind and body were normal. But slowly a new feeling of cognitive dissonance was emerging, threatening to tear me apart. Normal minds don’t struggle so much with this question. Normal bodies… well, it 's a long story.
But I made nice for the sake of the conversation and our friendship, and I caved. “I guess you could say I’m bisexual,” was my long-awaited response. She accepted the answer, but I also noticed she tried to casually create some distance between her and me in the bed.
Labeling my sexuality has been something that has been difficult and very stressful, fitting into society's labels, forcing myself into one I wasn't comfortable with and feeling like I had to pick one. The easiest thing I could put myself as was bisexual, I'm pretty sure I like both but whenever I'd say that it made me uncomfortable. I'm not sure exactly why but it does, I've struggled with forcing myself into it because that's what most people know that's common but over the past couple months, I've accepted myself as who I am and people don't need an explanation of what sexuality I am or a label, if at the end of the day I'm happy and stress free. Over the past year I've come out to all my friends and most of my family and thankfully everyone's been nothing but supportive and happy for me, which has made everything a lot more easier and a weight has been lifted not having to hide anything especially my relationship with my girlfriend I've been in for the last 15 months.
I’ve come to identify with the masculinity of my gender and establish my sexual orientation as a hetereosexual individual during the earlier stages of my life. Because my older siblings, not to mention my parents, would discuss their sexual experiences in my presence, my curiosity was peaked. Thus, I began to explore my sexuality. During my pre-teenage years, I had already engaged in numerous sex related acts.
An individuals’ sexuality is determined by many things such as the culture they grew up around as well as the experiences they have growing up. The first of the experience I had as a child was watching movies and wanting that to become my reality. Another experience I had was attending a private school with a dress code. The last experience I had that ultimately defined my view on morality within sexuality was when my cousin had martial problems. All these events led to the determination of my sexuality.
I met my friend after I had been in my sorority for a few weeks. We are sorority sisters. We became extremely close after a few months and we spent a great deal of time together. One day she decided that she wanted to share more about her sexuality with me, as I had no idea that she was anything other than straight. I appreciated that she had the courage to share this with me as well as the fact that she had just started dating her girlfriend and she wanted me to be aware. She wanted me to not only understand more about herself and her relationship, but she honestly wanted me to understand what she meant when she said that she was “pansexual”. I genuinely only had a basic understanding of sexuality before taking this class, but I have learned a considerable amount of information through this course.