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Carnival of Sin #17
Nixxx, the proprietress of Bawdy Bits has graciously published this weeks’ Carnival of Sin.
Submit your articles now. Next week’s Carnival will be hosted by John Psmyth at Viewing the Local Antiquities.
Naivete
A couple days ago, Crazy/Beautiful, owner of Beautifully Broken sent me an email asking me for sex advice or, more specifically, advice on sex with her best friend. Unfortunately, I can’t respond to all the email I get, but CB’s email caught my attention. She reminded me of my idealistic younger self when I was a college student. Since CB gave me permission to post her email and blog entry with my response, here it is with my response at the end.
I came across your site a couple months ago, and I’ve been a pretty big
fan since. I’m 18 and a freshman in college in North Carolina. I have a
dilemma, and I figured I would copy the entry I wrote about it in my blog
and send it to you. I don’t know who to talk to about this, but I would
like feedback from someone who doesn’t know me personally.
“Crossroads. And that’s an understatement.”
So…I never thought I would be so speechless.
But I am.
Utterly…speechless.
So I figured I knew him, and that there weren’t any more curve balls he
could throw me. I mean, he’s my best guy friend and we’ve already done
the whole “relationship attempt” thing, so I figured, what’s left for
us to worry about?
Holy hell, did I figure wrong.
So last night, we were talking…nothing out of the ordinary, really.
Lately, we’ve been fairly open with each other in talking about things
related to sex. I know what you’re thinking, but believe me, we’ve been
mature in our talks. It’s been honest question and answer kind of
things devoid of any lude or crude comments. Seems far-fetched, but
somehow, we made it work.
So he’s been talking lately of recurring thoughts he’s had about
wanting to understand women and their arousal and how we “deal with it”
and such. I’ve learned not to jump to any conclusions with this boy for
fear of falling flat on my face, so I didn’t make any insinuations from
it. Well of course the one time I don’t, he means for me to.
See, this whole situation is so surreal to me that I don’t know how to
write it out. Basically, I’ve been…um…”propositioned.” He wants me,
as his closest female friend who he trusts more than almost anyone
else, to help him come to understand the female body and its
complexities. He means this purely as an “educational endevour.” I
don’t think he’s actually looking for intimacy or a relationship.
That’s one conclusion I refuse to jump to anymore, ‘cause the bruises
from falling on my face the first time haven’t healed yet.
So where’s the choice in all this, you might ask? Why am I even
considering what seems to be such an immoral and
promiscuous choice to make?
Well you didn’t hear how he set this up. This wasn’t just a random idea
he thought of as a way to get some “action.” He honestly thought about
this for a good while, and came up with a number of reasons why he
thought it wouldn’t work. But his ultimate reason for asking me, he
told me, was that until he asked, he would never know how I feel about
the idea.
He was also honest in that he didn’t want this to happen if he thought
for an instant that it would compromise our friendship. In fact, that
was a large part of why he never brought it up. He values our
friendship so much, as do I, that he didn’t want to risk it for
anything.
He told me straight up that he would respect whatever decision I make.
And the thing is, I know that he means that. He’s such a security
blanket kind of friend that I know that if I chose to go through with
this, he would totally respect all of my feelings and take the utmost
care in everything he would do. Knowing that, it makes me look at this
situation from a different perspective. It makes me realize that should
I choose to do this, I would be in good hands. Trustworthy hands. Who,
given the chance, wouldn’t want their first intimate experiences to be
with someone they know and trust?
Now, though I hate this part, I want to make it absolutely clear that
he isn’t wanting to have sex. He’s not asking me to “do him,” or
anything of that sort. He wants to gain knowledge about women. If you
can’t get the point that I’m trying to make here, I really don’t know
how to say this any differently to you. He wants to gain experience in
how to please a woman.
So now I’m stuck at this crossroads. I don’t really know who to talk to
about this, because I’m mainly afraid that it’s a situation only he and
I can comprehend. Because no one else can really understand this, I
don’t really want to bring it up because I don’t want my friends to
look at me differently. I’ve never been faced with a decision remotely
close to this, and I’m not about to decide rashly.
So given all of the facts, you tell me. What would you do? Don’t decide
rashly. Think on it, and really put yourself in my shoes.
Because right now I’m standing at that crossroads, and I’m being pulled
both directions. I’m lost, and I’m afraid there aren’t many maps out
there for this one.
~~~~~~~~
So there you have it. I feel confused and lost, and I don’t know who
to talk to about this. Any thoughts? I would appreciate any feedback
right now.
Thanks for taking the time to read this. I appreciate it more than you
know.
Hi CB,
Thank you for your poignant post. Reading your email and entry brought back a rush of memories from my own college days.
Before I give any advice, however, I’d like to clarify one point. What you’re considering isn’t such “an immoral and promiscuous choice.” These days, when so many teenagers are having oral sex and college students are wantonly hooking up, having sex with a best friend just doesn’t seem so bad. Of course, some people believe that any sex before marriage and most sex after marriage is downright sinful. But I suspect that you wouldn’t have emailed me if you believe that.
Back to your situation, though…
I’m not going to tell you whether you should or shouldn’t have sex with your friend — that decision is up to you. But you should have your eyes wide open when making your decision.
Whether you friend calls it an “educational endeavor” or “hooking up,” he basically wants to get into your pants (or perhaps skirt?). All boys do. This isn’t so surprising. After all, boys think about sex every 6 seconds. He can try to deny it, but the primary reason that he wants to gain more knowledge about women is to relieve his own sexual urges on his lovely teacher. Although my own experience with another boy in college differs slightly, the fundamental situation is the same. All boys, especially college boys, want sex all the time.
That said, having a fuck buddy isn’t necessarily a bad thing. In fact, it can often be good, especially if it enables you to satisfy your sexual needs!
The only problem is that most people would have a hard time making their first into a friend with benefits. Fuck buddies are best with some experience under your (garter) belt. :) Most girls don’t have a fabulous first time anyways. After I wrote about my first time, a lot of other girls wrote comments with similar experiences.
Your real concern should be how you and your friend will feel about each other once you’ve had sex. Will he still treat you with respect or will he go and gab about it with his friends? Will either of you start developing feelings for each other that aren’t reciprocated? How will you feel if he sleeps with other girls? Although I don’t know the answers to any of these questions, I’m sure that having sex with your friend will alter your friendship for better or worse.
Ultimately, you almost can’t make a wrong decision. College is a time for experimenting and getting to know yourself. If you don’t have sex with your friend, you’ll eventually find someone else. If you do have sex with him, exploring your body with a helpful friend can be a lot of fun; and even if he doesn’t turn out to be the friend you expected, you can chalk it up as a learning experience. Getting your heart bruised or sometimes even broken is all part of growing up.
xoxo,
Alexa
To all my readers: Please share your thoughts on CB’s choice by posting a comment to her post.
Daddy Dearest
“Hello?”
“Alexa?”
“Yes, who is this?”
“Alexa… *sigh* This is Dad.”
“Dad?”
“Yes.”
“How did you get my number?”
“Your brother gave it to me. I hope you don’t mind me calling you right now.”
So that’s how my conversation began last night with my dad. My dad — the one who had always preached about being good but deserted us all for his slutty secretary 6 years ago. My dad — the one who screwed my mom one last time with his sleazy lawyers by taking away everything.
He called me several times with some mealey mouthed excuses shortly after he left. Each of those times, I hung up on him and told him to never call me back. How could he betray our family like that and expect me to talk with him??
Last night, I tried hanging up again. It didn’t work, though, because he started crying and telling me that he missed us all. So now we’re going to meet at a cafe this weekend.
Damn my soft spot!
Carnival of Sin #16
Spank me. Please…
I was a naughty girl last week because I didn’t publish the Carnival. It’s come back with a vengance — so many stories this week! So much sin. So little time…
Without further ado, then I present this week’s Carnival of Sin! Voila!
Submit your stories now. Next Carnival will be hosted by Nixx from Bawdy Bits on March 28.
Trixie explores the allure of toes in her aptly named story Cherry Toes. While the image of her father kissing her pre-teen toes might disturb those who are more righteous than me, fear not. Nothing illegal happened here…
Who knew that married sex could be so hot? Salvatori writes a paean to monogamy in his story Sleeping Beauty. Salvatori, may I fuck your wife? Pretty please?
Reading Caught in the Act Part VI requires some hard work because the initial part consists only of comparisons of laziness between sundry ethnic Chinese groups. Once you work your way through and penetrate the essence of the story, a rich and milky story about some friend spying from coconut trees pours out…
As always, Liz delights us with her word smithery. In Her Envy of His Unbridled Pride, she somehow manages to incorporate all seven deadly sins in a delicious little story…
Identity Crisis reveals the travails of hapless (aka desperate) men who get punk’d by the Punk Princess. Boys, watch out, lest you get caught in her little web! Initially, this story was filed under Lust but now I wonder if it more properly belongs in Anger/Wrath.
In To Kink or Not To Kink, Nixxx explores the delights of fellatio. Now, if only she could write a similar article on the art of cunnilingus.
As always, John Psmyth delivers an gem in his latest Friday Pussy Blogging by publishing an exquisite poem that Melissa Moon wrote about her own pussy.
Solo touched my soul with Boys and Cars, her personal confessions of prostituting herself for candies and toys as a young girl. Solo, I truly hope that you find your way out of that car…
Reading Parking Lot Rage made me change my opinion of Kaonashi Ga Suki. No longer is she just a nice, docile Asian girl. She too has the potential to kick your ass if you piss her off!
As some of you may recall, Spa Girl engaged in her first threesome not too long ago. Well, it turns out that John and Digger couldn’t keep her occupied enough. So, what’s a girl to do? Why swing, of course! Join Spa Girl as she traverses the path to sexual enlightenment and recounts the story of her first swing party in Spa Girl Swings.
In Lazy, sexy, beautiful, cool, Hellish Harlot explores her inner motivation in working as a prostitute. My favorite line from her story is, “one can not be an escort forever…although tell that to some of the 55+ ladies who advertise on the web and duck when they reach out to bitch slap you with their newly purchased box of Depends…” I hope I never meet a 55+ old lady bitch slapping with her Depends!
Here’s another story about an online encounter — Memorable Second Date. Unlike Punk Princess, Shweet Young Thing, who is from Malaysia, allows her man to consummate the online relationship with a real-world act. And here I am thinking that Malaysia is a conservative Muslim country. Guess I better get with it…
Read about New Age Harlot’s Harlot Vow. I personally found the little trivia about harlotry and the English song Greensleeves to be most interesting. In this Disneyified world, most people probably forget that Ring Around the Rosies was actually a morbid remembrance of the plague.
In No More Pashing, Sherriff writes about his experiences fucking, peeing and eating. I’m still not sure what pashing is, but the story is quite entertaining.
A Girl From Home provides an intro to the world of sexual fetishes in Fetishes — There’s One for Everybody. If you’re dying to know what sploshing is, go read the article!
Bora dissects the differences between teen oral sex and college hooking up sex in Teen Sex, ‘Hooking Up’, Gay Marriage, Femiphobia and Bush Victory Are All Interconnected. I was shocked to learn that 97% of all oral sex between teens is given by the women. What a shame that an entire generation of men are growing up without understanding the joys of cunnilingus.
If you’ve ever wondered how to truly satisfy that inner sloth, Karsten has just the solution for you in Step Into My Seed Pod.
Polonius proves in Spin Cycle that you can get turned on in almost any place. He spins a lovely little account of lust fulfilled while doing laundry.
Negativity
Enough. Enough negativity.
While I’ve enjoyed reading some of the cattier or nastier comments in a perverted sort of way, there’s just been way too much negative energy. So comments are gone for now.
In the meantime, here’s a final response to one of the most recent comments left on my blog by an “overworked NY banker.”
Trust me, if one of my colleagues brought a prostitute to a firm function he would be ridiculed and berated regularly. I don’t know of anyone in my firm or other firms for that matter who would put their reputations at risk by bringing a paid escort to a firm function. The embarrassment and risk of being caught far outweighs any self-gratification of having a “stand in” on their arm. I know you are probably thinking that no one would know by your appearance but trust me most of us are pretty intuitive and know when something seems fishy.
Maybe you write these passages because you are feeling older and not as attractive or maybe just trying to put yourself in a higher class of prostitutes. I simply think its all fiction.
I completely agree with you that bankers wouldn’t dare to bring a prostitute to an office function. Being called out on the need to bring in a hired hand for sex would bruise most i-bankers’ oversized yet fragile egos. And as much as we all like fairy tales, there simply aren’t that many Pretty Women who can transform themselves from a gawdy street hooker into an elegant socia-“lite” with a weekend shopping spree on Rodeo Drive. (I could be wrong about this last point because I don’t associate with any street hookers or any other prostitutes for that matter.)
But you’re a bit naive if you don’t think that bankers bring paid company to office functions. Nothing strokes the ego of an MD or VP more than watching all of his friends try to warm up to some pretty young thing who’s wrapped around him all night long. And when you’re making more than $500K a year like a lot of these guys, you can afford the best!
Many girls I know in the business are well educated and polished. While they could never pass themselves off as bankers, consultants or lawyers, they fit right into the world of recent graduates and professionals. As you may recall from my previous posts, I graduated from a good all-girls school, which gave me perfect training for the part that I play.
One hottie I know even has a degree from MIT and worked at a top i-bank like Goldman Sachs and Morgan Stanley. She quit because she couldn’t stand the brutal hours but didn’t want to give up her lifestyle. Shit always flows downhill. And as the lowly analyst, she’d regularly pull all-nighters on account of her associates, VP’s and MD’s. The biggest irony, of course, is that she now makes a lot more money for a lot less work.
On a side note, an MIT hottie is a total oxymoron, and some of Jenny’s stories about nerd pride are quite scary. That’s a totally different story, though…
I’ve gone with several regulars to Christmas parties or one of those many black tie affairs where some executive gets an award and gives an interminable and usually unbearable speech. While my eyes may occasionally glaze when my dates talk with colleagues about some fixed income offering or M&A deal, I’m just as comfortable as anyone conversing about politics, philosophy, music or Us Weekly — especially Us Weekly!
Personally, figuring out a plausible story about how we met and what I do was the biggest challenge when I started. I finally settled on being a freelance writer for web sites because it’s easy for me to talk about yet hard to verify. Sometimes, I claim to be a graphic designer just to mix things up a bit.
So the next time you see some gorgeous writer or graphic designer with a colleague, you may want to look twice… ;)
Carnival of Sin Update
There is no Carnival of Sin this week. I’ll be posting the next edition on Monday, March 21. In the meantime, please submit your stories.
I’m also looking for other sinners to co-host future Carnivals. Please if you’re interested.
Clarifications
Based on comments to some of my previous posts, some readers appear to believe that I am a prostitute. Let me set the record straight…
I am not a prostitute. None of the other escorts I know are prostitutes. Trading sex for money is illegal and asking for sex is the fastest way to get on my do not answer list.
So what do men (and in rare cases women) pay me for? They pay me solely for companionship. Whether attending a showing of The Producers, sipping a glass of Bordeaux at Jean Georges, or simply cuddling while watching a movie in his hotel room, I provide exquisite companionship. When with a client, I make him feel special — he’s the sun around which my world revolves for the hour or two that we’re together.
Some enjoy my scintillating and sometimes titillating conversation. Most (I suspect) simply enjoy having a sexy young woman serve them. Some (I know) enjoy showing me off. Accompanying an overworked banker or lawyer to an office party, I’m the perfect trophy date. Too hot to be in his league. Yet too smart to be just a bimbo for hire.
So why do my clients pay me so much? Well, you’ll just have to ask one of them…
Miami Blues
After enduring a three hour delay at Miami airport and waiting on the runway there for another hour, that’s the last thing that we needed to hear when we landed at JFK on Tuesday night. We’d somehow managed to trade the gorgeous weather in Miami for the tail end of a major snow storm in New York. Standing in the taxi line at 3AM bouncing up and down in my sandals to keep my toes warm, I prayed that we’d get into a taxi before I ruined my expensive pedicure…
Some girlfriends and I decided to take advantage of some cheap air fares to fly to Miami on Saturday to party through the weekend and celebrate my birthday. First stop — a friend’s hot SoBe condo. After putting on our bikinis, my girlfriends and I walked across Ocean Ave. to catch some sun before partying at Opium.
Partying in Miami for my birthday wasn’t as fun as I had expected. Walking in SoBe made me feel self conscious, which almost never happens. With all these deliciously tanned and curvaceous women around me, I just felt like a pale white skinny ghost. Even surrounded by sweaty throngs of partiers grooving and groping to the music at Opium, I just couldn’t get into the party mood because I had a bad headache. Maybe I’m just getting too old. Or maybe I just hate growing older. Blah…
Carnival of Sin #15
Greetings from Miami! I’ve been here since last weekend partying with girlfriends. Will post more about it when I return to NYC tomorrow night.
In the meantime, enjoy the Carnival of Sin #15. Tasty Trixie kindly selected and published this week’s stories. As any of her regular readers or members knows, Trixie is truly a tasty treat! Unlike a lot of other so-called “amateur” sites which are actually run by some big porn company, Tasty Trixie’s site is 100% hers.
I’m hosting next week’s Carnival. Submit your stories now.
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about me
So why am I writing this blog? I have an inner exhibitionist that just needs to be let out. I've always wanted to bare myself completely in front of strangers but have always been held back by fear.
As strange as it may sound, I've never really truly bared myself in front of any of my clients. For all that they've seen, they've never seen me be me. And for all that I've seen, I simply need to share it with you!
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