Monday, February 27, 2006

Vixen's Sexual Revolution

In my never ending quest to be maintain this blog with as little effort as possible, I brilliantly conceived the idea of having a guest blogger. (I'm the first! Trust me!). But I didn't know where I'd find someone up to par with the intellectual prowess and whimsical wit to tickle all our funny bones. Alas, I was a drift in a sea of insipid writing and banal jokes.

In steps Vixen. Not only is her name terribly titilating, but her tales are equally so. Vixen writes the Bad Girl's Guide which gives no holds barred advice to the sexcellent girls of the world dealing with dizzying endeavor of dating. I only discovered after my little piece on The Fairer Blogs so of course I have to give her a guest spot.

Below is her post. If you happen to see any text that's really dumb and in this color, it's mine. Feel free to heckle me and be kind to Vixen. So without further ado, I proudly present Vixen. (Yeah! Horraay! Cheers! Accolades! Accolades!)

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Well, this is the first time I've ever been invited to guest on someone else's blog. I know that most of us Bloggers are territorial; fiercely guarding our domains with a passion and persistence that belies the fact that it is actually just a tiny blip on the Internet radar. So for starters, I would like to thank my super cool host Mitesh (ain't that the truth!) for having the faith that I won't scare off his readers.

OK, now on to the gritty stuff. In his request, Mitesh wanted me to write something about me that isn't on any of my blogs. Being that I have four blogs and write about anything and everything under the sun, I really had to think about this one. Yeesh, I have to be all personal and stuff! Without further ado, let's delve into my Sexual Renaissance.
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First of all, I have to give you a back story to totally understand why I would even think the emergence of Vixen is anything to write home about. I was raised in a relatively loving home, and could get away with most of the childhood foibles. However, there was one thing that my parents made a BIG brouhaha about, on the advent of my Womanhood was, you guessed it, sex.



My dad is a minister in a very conservative church and it's been drummed into me since I was a teen the whole 'Virgin Until Marriage' philosophy. In fact, I'm sure that my parents would be able to handle me being a lesbian, marrying a guy they didn't approve of, landing in jail or any other number of things...but having SEX....oh my goodness, it would give my dad a heart attack.

If parents would just let their kids try and do everything they wanted to dabble in, it would remove the mystique of the 'taboo' and then their kids will end up in much less trouble!

Anyway, back to the story...I'm a silent Rebel. (not unlike ObiWan Kinobe or Han Solo-- alright that was gay, but) I don't openly oppose the system, I agree with the system and then go off and do whatever I want. So that is pretty much what happened. It took me a while to actually get up the nerve to rebel though...a loooong while.

I went through high school AND college clinging to the values that have been fostered in me. Sure, I dabbled in the forbidden fruit...having loooong makeout sessions with a few guys in college, but still never went all the way.


Meanwhile, I read voraciously, everything and anything that I could get my hands on. If it mentioned sex in any way shape, or form, I would read it and add it to my rapidly expanding knowledge.(She still has yet to share these with me.) I knew the technique...I knew what to do and was prepared for every step of the sexual evolution. I just didn't have the balls to do it yet.

I was 21, newly graduated from college and ready to try everything life had to offer. I had a dream job, my own place, was Miss Independent Diva with a sassy attitude who had pretty much tried all the no-nos at this point. All except one. (ahhh, the no-nos. I remember the first time I indulged in two gallons of juice for the first time. I was like a little humming bird that sucked netar from the sweetest of flower. But that's another story for another time. Be forewarned! The hangover is inconcievable.)

Anyway, I finally met some guy who charmed my pants off and I decided to take the plunge. I was sick and tired of being a Virgin, believe it or not. I felt that it was encumbering the full depths of my passion, and boy was I right.


You would think that having sex for the first time would tame the wild beast inside me. However, it was actually the opposite. I wanted more! It was like a drug. I actually feel sorry for my first lover (poor guy)...it was very hard for him to keep up with me. Not only did I have the knowledge of someone that had been screwing for a decade, I also had the naive innocence of a virgin.

After my first lover disintegrated...(turns out I WAS too sexual for him), I decided to actually take a step back from the whole sex thing. I mean, it's like a banquet...you eat at it voraciously at first, but after a while, you get...full.

Now, even though Lover One opened the doors to my Sexual Renaissance, it actually never really fully emerged until Lover Number Four. (Sorry, 2 and 3 couldn't keep up either).

This was actually about 4 years later. I'm a Libra, and Libras tend to be quite freaky in the bedroom. With Number 4 (who happened to be a Leo), he was quite freaky as well. AT LAST! I found a guy that wasn't afraid of too much sex, all the time, any time, anywhere.


Rumor has it the men tend to sexually peak in their 20s and women in their 40s. Leo was a couple of years younger than me, and it was with him that the Renaissance began. We tried everything and anything, handcuffs, different textures, role-playing, flavored condoms...you name it. He was up...I mean UP for anything and we were regular customers at the local neighbourhood sex shop.

Now, there isn't anything that I'm afraid to bring up in the boudoir. I am sexually confident, sexually aware and sexually liberated. And somehow...I think all this just adds to the allure.

Knowledge is power. The Renaissance still hasn't ended. But at least I can pinpoint where it began.

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Thank you Vixen. I hope you all enjoyed her little tale. It just helps to prove the age old adage: Sometimes when you really want to have fun, try out some flavored condoms. See it rhymes! It has to be true!


Peace all.

10 Comments:

mitesh, i got here via vixen's blog. can i just say your blog is soooooo cool to look at. definitely eye candy. i hope one day i will be able to put fancy pictures on mine! (i have zero computer skills. sue me.)

my story is very similar to Vixen's. my dad died thinking i was still carrying my V card, thank God. mom sees right through me, and doesn't like it one bit, and isn't to the point where she can talk about it with me. she is trying her darndest to stick her head in the sand!

By Blogger Virginia Belle, at 11:01 AM  

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No one else is allow to go here because only VB thinks I'm awesome. Which is sooo true!

That's too bad about your mother. I hope she turns and sees you for who you are and isn't tainted by outdated social norms.

By Blogger Mitesh, at 1:36 PM  

Great post Vixen and Mitesh. I thought I knew a lot about you Vixen, but you just keep shaking it up. My parents kept thinking I wasn't a virgin when I was. My ma is pretty liberal although she would keel over if she thought I was having sex left, right and centre. I've found that sex got waaay better for me in my mid 20s. Always more to learn though ;-)

By Blogger NML, at 2:30 PM  

Vixen, if you think sex is great in your 20s, you've got a wonderful surprise ahead of you in your 30s...

By Blogger annie, at 2:42 PM  

brillant!

By Blogger jo, at 7:47 AM  

I came from Vixen's blog too....great writing, both of you!! None of Vixen's disclosures surprised me, as her story mirrors mine almost EXACTLY!!!

By Blogger CatnKat, at 8:25 PM  

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By Blogger anywherebutTX, at 2:09 PM  

I got here via Vixen's website.... Her story is so different from mine. My mom came to me in highschool and asked me if I needed birth control. I didn't at the time, but it was nice to know that I could talk to her openly about sex. Great post!

By Blogger anywherebutTX, at 2:12 PM  

Great to see all of you here. Hope to see you again and on Vixen's blog!

Mitesh

By Blogger Mitesh, at 2:00 PM  

Thanks for all of you stopping by! And a big thank you to Mitesh for the opportunity:)

By Blogger Vixen, at 6:53 AM  

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