Monday, June 20, 2016

Let's Talk About Sex Baby

If you’re over the age of 40 then you likely just sung the title of this blog and it’s now stuck in your head. You’re welcome.



You know the saying “don’t fuck with my head” well I’m here to tell you that, the secret to great sex, is to fuck someone’s brain and fuck it hard core. Frontal lobe, amygdala, left somatosensory cortex, hypothalamus, mmmmmm talk dirty to me baby


Here’s the scenario: you’re unbelievably horny, all you’ve thought of all day is having sex, mind blowing, hard core, go baby go………….. the kids are finally in bed, the dogs are dealt with, you climb into bed, turn to your partner and immediately your fingers reach between their legs and………

Wait, what?

“What do you mean you’re not in the mood? C’mon hunnie, I’m so horny.”

DENIED!

The key here is you spent all day thinking about sex and that, my friend, was your foreplay. What about your partner, what foreplay did they get?

ummmm, well I was going to…”

Yeah, yeah, coulda, shoulda, woulda…………….. all lead to DENIED and now you’re waiting for your partner to fall asleep so you can masturbate with less guilt.

The point is you have to engage the brain. Science tells us that, in general, men are more sexually stimulated by what they see and hear and women by emotions that are evoked. However, those are generalizations and you need to learn for yourself what brings you to that place where you’re aroused and what takes you all the way to orgasm. Knowing your body means knowing your brain. What do you think about during sex, what turns you on, what makes you go wild with need and, equally as important, what shuts you right down?



Now, here’s the hard part. Once you figure those things out ……….. oh and I should mention those things will change and evolve as you do………. You need to be able to communicate them to your partner. This, hands down, seems to be the hardest thing for people to do. We all worry about being judged for our desires. Yet if we stopped to think about it, we’d realize that if we feel that way, others likely do as well.

Now communicating to a partner can be more challenging if you’re poly or a swinger and honestly a whole essay could be written about this but we’ll leave it here for now.

Okay so we’ve learned about our needs, we’ve communicated, and now sex should be great. Right?

NOT
………………. Okay disclaimer before I continue. I believe we’re all responsible for our own bodies and our own sexual needs so please don’t misunderstand what I’m about to say because it all translates back into it………………The next step is up to your partner.

As they say it takes two to tango, unless you party where I do, in that case it might be up to seven. hahahahaha

...............sorry, okay….. ummmmm ……… *cough* where was I?  Yes, it takes a partnership of sorts because good sex is about giving and receiving. Someone who is INTERESTED in being a good lover wants to know what turns you on instead of concentrating on what turns them on. Experienced lovers quickly learn that, when they excite their partner and meet the partner’s needs, they should also have a great experience.

One of the most erotic experiences I ever had was by a stranger in a club who used genuine words to evoke strong emotions. I was gone. BAM. Right there I was quivering and ready. It took all of 30 seconds of him talking and he’d hardly laid a hand on me. He was experienced enough to know to stimulate my mind before my genitals; from that point on I was his.

So the Coles Notes version is if you want to stimulate a male, appeal to what they see and hear. Dress up for them, show cleavage, tease and entice. Talk dirty, tell them what you want them to do you, tell them how it feels.

If you want to stimulate a female engage her emotions. Tell her how much you want her, how sexy she is, how good she makes you feel, tell her all the dirty things you want to do to her.

Yes, I know it’s more complex than that but how much longer do you want to read this blog?

In closing, if you want to be a good lover, fuck with their brain.



Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Get Real



"Real women have curves"
"Real women are animals in bed and domestic goddesses in the kitchen"
"Real men ruin your lipstick not your mascara"
"Real men are gentlemen in public and a beast between the sheets"

*gag* 

Okay so before everyone gets their panties in a bunch, YES I understand why and how most these quotes have become popular and I DO, despite what my children think, have a sense of humour. The point of this blog though is about 'the message these types of sayings are sending to us and the potential they have to damage our thinking'.

First off what makes someone “real”? 

Well poke em. Did they feel it? If so they’re real. If not, poke em again and again until they do. 

I don’t think anyone who only behaves in a way that fits within a narrow societal expectation is living a genuine life. Ultimately, living a genuine life, is what will bring you to the ‘real’ you. 

Growing up that is how I lived. We were expected to behave within very strict guidelines and any deviation from those guidelines quickly earned us the disapproval of our father. This transitioned me into a young adult who was still looking for her parent’s approval and all my life choices were based on seeking that approval. Was I good person? Hell yes I was. Was I happy? I thought so. 

Years ago, I realized that my life was full of possibilities that could never be explored under their guidelines so I had to make a decision; their approval or my happiness. I’ve never regretted making the change. My marriage is stronger, I love deeper, I enjoy better sex, I love life. 

Now, back to the simplistic quotes about what ‘real’ people should do. Earlier I said they have the potential to damage our thinking. Well most of us spend a disgusting amount of time online and not only do we have the influence of our parents and peers telling us how to live, now we have social media guiding our thinking. As individuals, we have to step back and remember to think critically about what we read and that includes these seemingly harmless quotes. 

So here’s Izzy’s advice to y’all, if you wanna be real then take time to get to know yourself. Explore your likes and dislikes, make new friends, have new conversations, learn about your world, figure out what your values are. This is a journey that should never end and, one day, you’ll look in the mirror and meet the real you. 



Monday, February 29, 2016

The Hunt

When you’re single and looking your options are pretty open because face it everyone on the planet figures you need to be with someone. As a society we have this twisted notion that everyone must be partnered with someone else in order to be happy. This is why every time your mom calls, you hear, “so hunnie, you know I don’t want to be nosy but, have you met anyone?”…………. first off, she’s a MOM so she’s lying when she says she doesn’t want to be nosy. I know this because I’m a mom to adult kids and I’m nosy has hell.



If it’s perceived that you might be taking too long to find that special someone the conversation might change to “hunnie, your dad and I were talking and we want you to know that we support you no matter what." This is their attempt at telling you that they suspect you might be gay. Good on em right? They’re trying to be supportive. But, gay or not this is going to have you rubbing your hand over your face while you reach for another glass of Captain Morgans. Not because you don’t love them but because the last thing you want is to be justifying and explaining your search, or lack of, for a partner.

So since society assumes we can only reach maximum happiness when we’re partnered with that special someone, why is it hard for them to understand that more partners can mean more happiness. No, they assume that if you’re looking for another partner then there must be a flaw with the current relationship. This contributes to making partner hunting as complex as trying to figure out that new math they’re teaching in elementary these days. Have you seen that shit?!? Nothing is direct. It’s brought about in what sometimes seems to be the most ass backwards path imaginable. And, there’s no phone calls from mom “hunnie, we know you’re married but we met the nicest lesbian at the grocery store today. Have you thought about having more relationships?” Nope, not getting that phone call anytime soon.

Add to it that many polyamorous people embrace confidentiality like its the last life boat on the titanic. They’re terrified of bosses, ex’s, family members, etc finding out their dirty little secret……….. they’re able to love more than one person…………… *la gasp*

Since we’ve already established that mom won’t be chatting up your sexual prowess to the local lesbian. You also won’t be standing around the water cooler telling all your coworkers that you need to find another special someone to get your kink on with. So where do we begin the hunt?

Most often we turn to ads. The types of ads are endless but they all offer the same basics; a chance for you to remain a bit anonymous while you search, access to a specific audience and last but not least a chance to filter out the creeps from the maybe’s.

So what does all this mean for this chicka? It means I’m searching for someone using sites like Kijiji and FetLife…………. Two mildly different audiences there. *cough* But the great thing is it means I have the chance to meet a wide range of people. Well that’s the assumption because I haven’t met anyone yet.
The hunt continues.

……………………… but seriously if you bump into that lesbian at the grocery store feel free to send her my way.

Sunday, February 14, 2016

Just Friends

“No, we’re just friends”

That’s what I told someone a few days ago when they insinuated that my friendship with a person, I’ll call Camron, was a possible romance. But why? Why did I feel the need to justify or label my relationship to that person and why did I devalue it?
JUST friends?! What the hell?!



Hello, I freaking love my friends. My friends are amazing, smart, loyal, sexy, and funny they are never JUST anything. Being friends is an amazing and wonderful thing. Personally, I think part of why I identify as poly is because of the high value I place on friendships.

We say we’re poly because we recognize that one individual can’t meet all our partnered relationship needs: romantic, sexual, spiritual, emotional, and so on. But, isn’t that also why we have a variety of friends? We talk with some and we shop with others. Some we go to for support and some we have deep intellectual discussions with……. and of course there’s always the one that you keep around for comedic relief and because they drink more than you do. So then, it’s not a leap to suggest that friendships are one form of poly relationships.

Most friendships are platonic but do they have to be? Why not have friendships where you can cuddle, have sex, or do any other activity you wish? I don’t believe that the physical activities you pursue with friends is what changes a friend to a partner. I think it’s more complex than that. It’s having an even deeper emotional connection as well as relationship goals and more that make someone a partner versus a friend. However, I refer back to my previous question, why do we need to justify or label it? Why can’t our relationships, platonic or not, exist simply for the joy they bring to those in it?

I think there’s power in all relationships which helps us continue to grow and develop as individuals. I think it’s healthiest to focus on what we bring to the relationship more than to focus on how others might perceive it.
So, this woman is no longer going to automatically justify any relationships. Now when people ask or insinuate something……….. let em! My life is not their business.

Friday, February 05, 2016

I Miss Girl Sex

The following blog was originally a Facebook post on a poly support group. I’ve decided to publish it as is rather than alter it.


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Forgive me if this post gets overly long, I tend to ramble when I’m being really open and having friends who are in this group doesn’t make it easy to open up. *waves* “hi friends….”
So, while I’m busy baring my soul and making myself vulnerable, feel free to scream “Get to the point for fucks sake” at your screen. I won’t be offended. Cause face it, I won’t know.

See, I ramble

First some background info to set the mood. I miss girl sex.

Wait, I forgot, background info….. Okay so married 26 years to a great guy who is mono but I have a huge sex drive and hunger for more and he's okay to take it or leave it. I drink, he’s allergic to booze. I'm loud, he's quiet. You get the picture. Needless to say we work hard to make things jive but it does and we’re rock solid.

Anywho, over a year ago I entered a serious relationship with a woman but things didn’t work out and it was ended this Fall. You know when someone says “It’s me not you”? Damn rights it was her.

So, because of how that experience ended, I’m not ready for, nor am I interested in, a serious relationship yet. Although ultimately I share the dream that many poly folk do of a poly family or community where everyone gets along and there’s chickens roaming……….. wait, chickens, wtf? That’s taking rambling too far even for me.

Focus….

So, the dilemma is sex. Well more than just sex, it’s touch. I miss touching a woman….. This is where I pretend my friends aren’t reading this…… With my last two female relationships they were what I’d call pillow princesses, they were happy to let me do everything. Not an ideal situation for a real relationship but for meeting my current needs I’m good with it.

Actually I guess the dilemma isn’t sex or touch it’s HOW do I get those things. Yes, I can read your brain and no, it’s not that easy because …………. Drumroll………

………… you didn’t really do a drumroll but I’m going to pretend you did…………

……… I’m fat. Yup FAT. And I don’t know if you know this but people are attracted to others based on looks. Who knew right?!
If I was looking for a relationship this might not be as big… (as BIG… see what I did there… lol) of a deal because relationships take time and people get to know each other for who they really are so the weight issue becomes less of a deal. But when you’re wanting to ‘hook up’ it’s a barrier.

And yes, before anyone says, “hey have you tried losing the weight”, let me assure you I am actively losing but, for reasons I won’t go into on here, it’ll be up to 4 years before I am at a point where I feel ‘normal’.

So
Yeah
Ummm
*scrolls up to read all this and tries to figure out what to type next*

Options……
I could do ads. But since appearance is the barrier the ads have to be somewhere safe for me to post photos. And in order to respect hubby’s wishes we’re not outed in our community so that’s another barrier to ads.
I could kidnap a pretty lady and ……….. oh wait, that’s not okay.
I could wait until the right time, lady, situation presents itself and while waiting die from wanting.
I could post an open and embarrassing letter on here and see what amazing suggestions my poly sisters have!

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NOTE: My poly sisters were open and loving as well as had some wonderful advice. Over the next few months we'll see where that leads me.


Stay Genuine My Loves ~ Izzy