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Just the thoughts and ramblings of a girl trying to find her place.
6 years ago. September 16, 2018 at 4:10 PM

First and foremost, I am envious of those who've known what they wanted/needed and took the steps to get it.  Whether it be in your personal or professional lives, it takes knowing who you are and courage.  Bravo!  I, on the other hand, have found myself to be a lost soul just puttering through life.  The kind of person that things happen TO versus MAKING them happen.

 

I remember being in high school and listening to my friends and classmates talk about sex.  For them, it was about something you were supposed to do if you were "boo'd up".  Whereas I was never boo'd up except for a 2 week period in my freshman year that I was "dating" a fellow drama class student named "David".  And that lasted as long as 2 weeks because once "Susan" had become single, David felt it necessary to call me and break up with me so he could go after her.  And being the ever so gracious girl I've always been, I told him that I understood and wished him the best.  Inside me though was the gut wrenching feeling of rejection.  Oh... how much more rejection I would experience.  But needless to say, without the proper boyfriend, I kept my virginity.  

 

And that's not to say there wasn't attempts made.  Of course there were!  I went to a public high school in Chicago in the 90's.  Boys can't keep it in their pants.  But I knew I was supposed to lose my virginity to someone that I cared for.  So how did I lose it, you might ask?  At a work party I went to a couple months after graduating high school to a boy who's name was Conway.  I met him that night, don't know his last name, and it lasted for all of 30 seconds.  Sadly, I'm not exaggerating.  Oh well... nobody's perfect, right?

 

After that I had a handful of boyfriends (none of whom were good to me) which allowed me to somewhat explore my sexuality.  I have to admit, sex was AWESOME!!! But there was something missing.  As good as it was, I was always left feeling shorted.  On movies and television, it was explosive!  So why wasn't I feeling this way?  Was I broken?  Was I doing something wrong?  It felt weird, but I kept having more and more sex hoping to find that magic.  And then... things went quiet.

 

After enough bad relationships, I decided to stay single. 13 years of being single.  Okay, calm down.  That doesn't mean I was celibate.  I just didn't want to get hurt again so I closed myself off to anything real and had occasional sex with an ex.  And I wasn't even attracted to him or anything.  I just needed human contact every now and then.  I do know I shouldn't have since he was very vocal about his feelings for me and I didn't ever see myself getting back with him.  But I was selfish and only thought about myself.

 

Fast forward to May of 2018.  I decided that I had enough of being alone so I downloaded Tinder. I know... I know... but truthfully it wasn't so bad!  Because of Tinder, I met "Jim".  Jim in his profile said he wasn't looking for anything serious and that he was a dominant man.  I swiped right and it was a match.  He came over to my house a few days later and that's when I had the best sex of my entire life.  It was rough, vocal, passionate, and everything I thought sex should be. And afterwards, he cuddled with me and it felt right.  And when he got up to go home, I thought, "This was perfect.  Spanking, hair pulling, name calling, 2 orgasms, a cuddle after and then him going home for me to sleep in my bed by myself?  Yup, this is what I've been looking for."  Sadly, we have since stopped talking.  Nothing dramatic.  I just didn't text him and he didn't text me.  I appreciate it for what it was, and it definitely got me thinking about finding what I'm looking for.

 

About a few weeks ago, I met an older man online on a different dating site who said he considered himself a Dom.  We spoke for a couple weeks and he ended up touching something inside me that I felt I needed.  We only chatted over the phone, but he controlled me in certain ways and every orgasm that I had during the 2 weeks that I spoke with him was the hardest, most sensational orgasms I've ever had in my life.

 

So here I am... looking to fill that void.  But happy now that I know what has been missing all along.

Miss Magdalena​(sub female){FreeSpirit} - First and foremost welcome. Second, you have a really nice writing style, and I was fully engaged the whole way through, and really enjoyed reading about you.
I found myself asking similar questions, and found that for me what has always been missing with sex is being mentally engaged. It’s not enough to feel lust or desire, and the physical doesn’t keep me in the moment enough, unless there’s plenty going on or I personally am distracted or focused on something.
Good luck figuring your own way out and what it is you’re personally missing. I hope you continue to write, and if you do, I look forward to reading about your journey.
6 years ago
molicious81​(sub female){Collared} - Thank you so much! And you are absolutely right about finding the mental stimulation as well. I hope you have a wonderful rest of the day. ❤
6 years ago
FunCouple{.-Couple-.} - I agree with Miss Magdalena.
You come across as open, honest and articulate.
If you can manage to fend off the fruitoops, wanabies and knoblies that I believe are on here, you'll find Him/Her.
FC
6 years ago
SevenSeven - First, you are absolutely gorgeous! Slay girl!!
Second, I also love your writing style. I was completely engaged as well.
Third, I totally relate. I wasn't boo'd up in high school either even though all of my friends were having sex. My "David" was in college and his "Susan" was a single mom who eventually left him for her child's father. I wasn't quite as gracious as you were. Then super busy in grad school, then super busy in med school. My "Jim" was a woman, a patient who came in for some reason and had signs of domestic abuse years ago, I didn't have any sexual encounters with her but I learned so much while interviewing her and trying to encourage her to accept help. (I was a dumb first semester med student, I didn't know anything.) That was my introduction. Thank you for sharing your introduction with us in such an engaging and entertaining way.
6 years ago
molicious81​(sub female){Collared} - Thank you so much! It was reading your blog that inspired me to write!!!
6 years ago
SevenSeven - Wow. Really? I’m so happy something I wrote could be inspiring.
6 years ago
honeyswhore{Callie} - I second, third, fourth and fifth what everybody up there has said. 😊
6 years ago
honeyswhore{Callie} - I second, third, fourth and fifth what everybody up there has said. 😊
6 years ago

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