Sheltered

I grew up a very sheltered life. I was not allowed to watch anything with any kind of mild violence, and especially nothing with mild sexual content. When my family and I went to see Titanic in theaters, my mom covered my eyes when Jack and Rose were in the car having sex. I later found out that all you saw was kissing, nothing more.

My family and I never talked about sex. From what I believed, it was a very bad word. I think I learned the most of my sex education was the short one week class that was given in grades five through eight. My mom gave me the sex talk as we were driving home after hearing a Viagra ad on the radio. When I got my period in sixth grade, I learned about why I had a period, but not how babies were made.

I grew up thinking that virgin was a bad word. I knew it had something to do with sex, so it was automatically bad. I also thought condoms were bad, since they were something used during sex. Yes, I was this sheltered. Growing up I thought masturbation was something only boys did, where they just played with their penis. I had no idea they ejaculated, or that girls could masturbate as well. When I asked what masturbation was during sex education class, my classmates laughed at me. The teacher thought I was joking, so they never said.

I think that because I was so sheltered, I have turned into a total horn dog. Like I said in the beginning of this blog, I didn’t know how to masturbate until seventeen years old. That was three years ago for me. When I discovered that all the stuff I grew up thinking was bad was actually a good thing, I developed all of these ideas in my head.

I have all these ideas, fantasies, and hopes of trying so many different things. I want a lover to tie me up and have his way with me, I want to be whipped (lightly of course), I want to be handcuffed, I want to handcuff him. I want to try as many sexual positions as I possibly can. I want to be in a threesome, maybe a four or fivesome.

One day I hope to have children. I hope that when I do, my mate and I will be able to give the education that I never had. I want to be open with my children, I want them to be able to talk to me about sex, unlike how my parents and I never discussed such things. I don’t want my children growing up not knowing anything about anything. My worst fear is that a sheltered child go out and do stupid stuff, make bad choices, all from lack of knowledge.

I know that this is a very controversial issue in today’s society. What is the right age to teach your child what? How much should you tell your child? I believe that when they ask, I will tell. Or just when the time is right. In today’s society, sexual education is funded by the government with the stipulation be that the teachings be abstinence only. I do not want that kind of education for my child. I was lucky enough to grow up in a state where abstinence only education was not taught. This meant that our sex education was not governmentally funded, but we still were informed on how to protect ourselves for when we do become sexually active.

I hope this entry does not offend anyone, or piss anyone off. It was not meant to do that. This entry is pretty much another way to describe myself and my background. If anyone has any advice or comments about this topic, I would love to hear your comments.

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