Sex is such a delicate issue. In some ways I feel it's even more delicate when it comes to many of us women. Why are we so scared to talk about it even when we're really enjoying it? I'm currently reading the book What's Up Down There? By Lissa Rankin M.D. I'm in the middle of the orgasm chapter. This book has caused me to look at my own experiences. Before I was with my husband, I had never experienced an orgasm. I didn't particularly understand why people had sex. I figured that it was just something that you did when you were in a relationship. When I first had sex with Jake, my hubby of five years, sex didn't feel like a chore. It was kind of pleasurable even. However, I just couldn't let go. I felt really guarded. In time I started to let go, but all my toe curling moments were more like "mini" ones. I honestly cannot remember when it was that I actually experienced a full blown orgasm, but I remember that I still wasn't crazy about sex.
I mean, I really enjoyed it, but I was never in the mood. There would be some weeks when we had sex more than once a week, but there were weeks when we would not have sex at all. It was aggravating to me. I felt so bad that I just didn't feel like it. Luckily that changed after I turned 25. Honestly, I was a ways into 25. It was after I was denied birth control that the animal that is my sexual desire began to stir and awaken. Guess what, she is very hungry. Now I get it. Now I understand why people like to have sex. Gone are the weeks of no sex. I'm selfish now. I don't like to curl my toes just once. No, now I want to shiver at LEAST three times. Hello world! This goddess is feeling good and here to stay!
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