Help! A boy is living with me!

I just came home from vacation and guess what, now a boy is living in my apartment. It is not like I did not knew he was coming, I agreed as he is a childhood friend of mine, but how could I forget how difficult it can be living with a boy. Now my whole place is a mess. I am okay with cleaning and stuff, but if I am going to do that, I have to really be in love. Moreover, the sex just have to be great. The boy who is living with me, is not that kind of material at all. We have been friends for a long time and I have never even wanted to go down that road. Anyway, it could be nice to have a man in the house I could get quite familiar with… or no, I would not have him living at my place. Just have him here from time to time 😛

Love Mandy

Religion, war, peace, politics and stuff…

I will not be posting in a while. Sunday 22nd, I am going to Israel and the Palestinian areas on vacation. I will only be gone for a week. By the way, I am starting a little vacation blog about my stay. It might even get slightly political. I do not expect anything to happen that I can write about undressed for obvious reasons. Anyway, if you haven’t heard from me in about a week, I am probably in a better place. Man… I hope my buss doesn’t blow up… just kidding 😛 

Love Mandy

The Porn Generation

The author of one of the blogs I read, seems deeply upset about a phenomene Arte, which is a French television station, made a documentary about some weeks ago. Just for the record, the blog is written in French, and just to clear things up, I am not French, I only speak and understand the language. The phenomene is described as The Porn Generation and is basiclyabout the influence porn may have on young people’s sex life. As porn has got more accesible to the masses on the Internet, the documentary shows that the porn generation will tend to reproduce what they see in porn on the behalf of sexual pleasure. The journalists interviewed especially one girl at my age who apparently consuming the opposite sex. She explains that she meets boys, then sleep with them and move on to the next. The is not exactly dating involved. Just good old fashionable f***ing. Later on, the same girl went out and explained that what she was saying was taken completely out of proportions and that she was told to exaggerate.

Since the girl and I are practically at the same age, I should by definition belong to this Porn Generation and I therefore feel that I have some explaining to do. I think she has a point when she says that today, men are not the only ones who are screwingaround. In fact, the differences between the sexes when it comes to sex, dating, hurting people, are shrinking. I think the social bonds which say that the male is the hunter and the female is supposed to be the one he hunts down, still are there, but they are beingpushed. This is not necessarily a bad thing.

Now, when it comes to the part where we, the porn generation, is supposed to imitate what we see in porn films and not really care about sexual pleasure, my experience is that, yes, we tend to try out things we see in these movies. But, and this is quite important, that does not mean we are not searching pleasure. Personally, my first sexual fantasies were based on what I had read in crime literature by Ken Follet. To me, it seems quite obvious that later on, I wanted to reproduce these fantasies. Let’s imagine a person whose first sexual fantasy was based on something he or she had seen in a porn film. You cannot deny that because of the accessibility, it may be more likely that young people today find their sexual material on the Internet than at the library. It seems pretty clear to me that that person would try some things he or she had seen on the screen out in real life.

Just to draw a parallel to my own experience, I think Boy was like that. He sometimes used to slap my butt. Yes, this may sound a bit weird, but once when we were fooling around on his bed, he slap my butt. Ever since, he has continued doing that. Not too often and not hard, but still. When I asked him if he did this because he had seen it in a porn film, he told me that the answer to that question was obvious. When I posed about this, I got the answer from a reader that “we want the reaction like the hot blond porn star”. I guess boys will be boys…

Just to make things clear, this does not mean that Boy and I had hardcore S/M sex. Quite the opposite actually. Nor does this mean that members of The Porn Generation constantly are imitating porn without having any pleasure. What it means that some of our fantasies that we try out in bed MAY be based on porn. Is this chocking? I think not. At the same time, it is not sure that walking around on this earth for 19 years qualifies my judgement 😛

Love Mandy

Doin’ da Girl

I don’t think I have met one of my friends who has not fantasized about sleeping with another woman. It has gone on for centuries, but I remember that when I was in my early teens, the medias brought up this subject like it was something new and chocking. For those who hasn’t got it yet, I hate to break it down: this is not exactly news.

Why does women fanasize about being with another woman?

First of all, it is pretty much accepted in society. It is OK to for two women to experimente with each other. For men on the other hand, it still is more taboo. Women and the female body is, even though we would like to think otherwise, still used in a sensual way in the medias to for example sell toothpaste, cars, shower-gel, hardware or food. In a way, we are forced to see the female body as not only an object, but a pretty attractive one. We could therefore say that it is quite common for women to look at each other and feel attracted to one and other.

Second, women are generally more attractive than men. Don’t get me wrong. Men sure are attractive, but there are different kinds of beauty. Women are sensual and feminine. They generaly take care of themselves and value themselves more than men do. I guess it is the difference, the excitement of something new, but at the same time familiar that is really the issue. Kissing a man is sexy. Kissing a woman is sensual. It isn’t quite the same thing, but that really is the thrill.

Third, even though the media to a certain level encourages girl on girl action, the excitement of being with a woman is also based on the feeling of doing something unorthodox. Maybe this does not reflect reality, but I like to think I am doing something “wrong” when I am with a girl. Good girls aren’t supposed to sleep with each other and even less enjoy it. Even though it certainly is more accepted than ever, I still would like to think I am breaking a taboo being with a girl. What is forbidden is exciting.

Forth, women knows how to satisfy another woman, simply because we share pretty much of the same anatomy. We both love spending hours on foreplay and don’t pass out after the first orgasm, leaving the other unsatisfied. In my experience, women are more thoughtful in bed than men when it comes to this. If our partner, woman or man, has not come yet, we don’t give in just because our own needs are filled. I would not like to generalize this statement, but this is my impression all over. Take it for what it is worth.

 

After Boy broke up with me, I have done some sleeping around. Not much though. Actually just one f*** and one kind of walk-in-the-park-date with a guy that I know would like to go out with me. Most likely, he is serious. Anyway, I am not ready for a relationship. Actually, I am fantasizing about sleeping with a girl. I have already kissed one and sort of fooled around. Nothing really exciting though. I won’t say more, but it may be realised pretty soon. More to come 😛

Love Mandy

The few seconds we work sooo hard for…

Boy once said to me that he thought women had much stronger orgasms than men ever could experience. I doubt and hope for all the men out there that it is not that way. However, women are able to have multi orgasms, both vaginal and clitoral. The vaginal ones are said to be less intense than the ones which comes from stimulation of clitoris. Before the afterglows of this amazing feeling end, I will try to describe the female clitoral orgasm as I experience it. It starts by stimulating (touching, rubbing) the clitoris. I have to say, it sometimes takes a lot. For a long time, I thought I had experienced an orgasm, but in real life, I was just on the stage just before one. To sum up, it might take time to get there. Before the orgasm, I feel the need of being penetrated. It is nearly an urge. It is like I really want to feel a man’s penis deep inside me. With more stimulation, my heart starts beating quite fast. I breath faster and I start to moan. When the orgasm is about to set in, it starts as a heat, or a bliss spreading from my clitoris. It quickly overwhelms my whole body. It is like all that exists is my clitoris. I am the clitoris, all of it. This feeling is so good that I usually cannot help myself but moaning out loud. After the climax, I can feel my vagina’s contractions and fast afterwards, my clitoris gets really sensitive and I want all stimulation of it to stop. I have to use a few minutes to gather myself as the afterglow of the heat still is in my body. When I am finished, I do not know why, but I have to pee.  My legs and arms are usually quite numb at this moment, just like I would be after a great physical effort. It might be caused by the huge amount of energy going through my body. After climax, I do not want to have sex at all. I want to take a rest. Not necessarily sleep. Just having a time out.

Love Mandy