Let's talk about sex, baby

Controversy alert!
Honesty Alert!

Warning: If you are easily offended or considered a minor in your country: Please don't read the following Post! (But I bet you will!)

Oh my stars!

Look! There's that little three letter 'S' word again. Search engine spider-bots will crawl all over this page and after reporting their key-word finds I will inadvertently (?) attract readers who use those same search engines and who are looking for that same three letter word. Sex is many things really if we think more of it that just a word to define the gender difference of those of us who carry two 'X' chromosomes and you others who have a "Y" chromosome next to your "X" one.

Look Momma, Jazz mentioned that word!

What will you all think of me?

Sex is that fascinating attraction, that soft (or hard) seductive lure, that insatiable curiosity or that naughty thing we should turn our heads away from?

It is taboo and not to be talked of in polite circles. It is the biological drive in the animal world to continue the species and have the reward of our genes passed into the next generation. Did you notice how in that animal world there are set times of mating seasons where a male might follow a females scent for tens of kilometers just for the chance at that reward. Imagine then an animal that has no set mating period of the year. Imagine that it is for the whole year. Twenty five hours a day of an eight day week and three hundred and sixty seven days in the year. What a terrible time the males of that species will suffer being so preoccupied with chasing those tantalizing scents that he hardly has time for anything else (except beer and sports and fast cars)

Oh wait! That species is ourselves!(shock)

In many species the act of a sexual engagement is purely for the continuation and procreation. But in humans and some higher animals such as the primates and dolphins of the mammalian class, sex is also used as recreation a leisure activity and pleasurable pastime.

Note: I love how that English word "Recreation" means leisure and also means to create again.

For the record I'd like to say that this post's theme was inspired by my friend Anna's post on Human nature and also was a topic that caused an argument with an online friend of mine and also an interesting and personal conversation that I had with my dear friend Kuri. It also reminds me of one of my earliest sexual encounters with a lovely man who had an English language sex manual to guide him. It was a great shame that he was dyslexic and that he spent far too long looking for my vinegar.
Thanks to my dear friend Garth for pointing me towards this video. So damn Funny! Thank you.

So on with my post:



Almost every culture on the planet has a taboo towards sex, some more than others so how do we approach it? If it's talked about in topical debate on TV it always seems negative in that there's too much of it being openly displayed and what dreadfulness are we exposing our children too with their young and easily influenced minds. Let's hide sex in the bedroom and close the door. Let's dismiss our child's question of "Where did I come from?" and let's conveniently forget that you and I both are the products of our parent's intimate moments. Sexual health is another topic that will cross the TV screens occasionally with those vague references to wearing protection to stop unwanted pregnancies and the transmission of sexual diseases.
My question to you has to be that how on Earth did such controversies arise about choices or when and how people have sex and who actually does it?
Like most things in our societies there are groups who pick out the most negative aspects of something which will perfectly suit its moral agenda so they can make their presentation and immerse us all in guilt as they tell us how bad and how naughty we all are and that for some, they will burn in a punishment filled after-life. These moralists are so convinced of how right they are that they filter the scientific facts and obfuscate any statistical evidence they collect to highlight their own credentials without regard to personal privacy, civil rights and even our enlightenment of scientific facts for all of us to learn from. Instead these moralists are the ones who promote such negativity and demand that in this regime of ours we should be protected from our own natural animalism and with that we stumble and fall over our own blindness.

Suddenly a man who is deeply and culturally immersed in the taboo's of sex and who is from within my readership audience shouts "Hey Jazz is trying to throw light on a subject that we've successfully kept in the dark for years. Let's hang her from a tree or burn her for trying to promote licentious behavior." With this one single shout, even the torch and pitchfork bearing mob of villagers who were determined to bring down Dr Frankenstein's castle with his monster and all, turned to hunt a new victim!

Was it in the 1960's that some the curtains drew open a crack and as we invariably peep inside from curiosity we note that this chapter of history is when we see parts of the world began to have a little more opening to sex? The publications of rather frank photographs in magazines held out of view in the news stands and books such as "The Joy of Sex" being made available so even a complete and utter novice could at least start to learn some truth rather than rely on the secretive whispers passed around at school. I can tell you quite openly that my school days sex education did not have much detail about human activity. I knew the names of the bodily parts. I knew the role of the male and what he did to us. I knew the physiological changes that happened in my body if and should I fall pregnant. I was even taught the moral expectations of the society of which I was born into. But the act of sex itself I only learned by seeing a few animals going at it. As I grew up I became very aware of how this urge in the male to copulate would affect my life. I think every mature girl who reads this will know exactly what I mean and I won't write exactly what I do mean because to many males it is offensive even if it is just truthful testosterone talking.
We know you like to hide or at least have us think that you control the nature of the beast!
At no time did I ever learn from any official source what my condition was. You can't imagine my angst at not being able to learn why I feel about girls the things I should perhaps feel for boys. But that's another story.

We can go back to before the 1960's and find Dr Kinsey in the USA in 1948 publishing a best seller called "Sexual Behavior in the Human Male" followed by another best seller in 1953, called amazingly enough, "Sexual Behavior in the Human Female".
"At last", we cry, someone, even if by vocation he was a zoologist, with the testicular fortitude to present the truth and offer it to the general population.

Jazz, truth is subjective. Many people were not happy with that truth and in fact counter claimed it as lies. I think that some people don't like the real truth and are more comfortable with their soft and gentle and idealistic fallacies that they've been fed from birth.

Yes that's a good point and that's exactly what happened to Dr Kinsey. His books were cold old fashion text books but they contained a great deal of scientific objectivity and as the truth was laid bare so to speak, the public were aghast, shocked and still intrigued! These books revealed that almost all men masturbated even though almost all men had been taught that it was wrong and that it was a depraved act and it could lead to disease or blindness. More shocking still was that we women also masturbated almost as much as men did. While they and we masturbated in private we all fantasized too. Such things as cunnilingus (my favorite) and fellatio and even premarital sex were exposed in these shocking books. Oh how the truth pained them. It probably pains you too to know what you and I are really like behind our idealized pious selves of such prim and proper attitudes that polite society demands that we wear in public. Shall I wait while you get over your shock?

Oh my God Jazz, I have never masturbated in my life. I would never dream of doing such a despicable act...

OK. It's fine! You can hide yourself behind moral indignation or some other form of face saving statements. Millions say the same thing and so very very few can actually mean it. So I'll go with the numbers and choose not to believe you. But now I know that the truth offends you, I won't mention it to you again.

Get lost Jazz, we're not sex addicts like you! You don't even know us and yet you accuse of this filth! (PS: Meet me in private later for a one on one discussion about this rather controversial topic. I think I have something you might like!)

Am I addicted? I think that I enjoy it as much as anyone and neither am I accusing anyone of anything, that's not my business. But my guess is that you fall into 99.5% of men on the planet or 93% of females on the planet that do find it necessary at times to feel that release!

Shock! Horror! Jazz my illusion of you being such a sweet and innocent girl has been shattered! (Cries)

The horror is that I bought this into the light rather than leave it where you prefer it, hidden in dark unknown places. But I'm a real person with real feelings and I'm not afraid of controversy and honesty. I'm also not afraid of who or what I am and obviously this post should declare to you all that I am not afraid of your judgment of me.
You of course know that's it's easier for you to admit to stealing or cheating or even sharing sex with someone else than say you do it when alone, right?
So if I tell you all and confess that I do it what will you think?
She's a brazen hussy, a harlot, a whore, a lesbo bitch with a hot pussy crying out to be filled?
I have heard it all before and to be honest with you I've paradoxically heard it from those people that I've rejected or refused an invite of an intimate encounter. If I tell you that I do it then I am simply telling you the truth.
I do masturbate. I do it when I'm alone and missing her. I do it openly and in front of her if she's not feeling like sharing sexual activity at that moment. We do it mutually for each other and you know what? We do a lot of other things besides and it's not depraved it is normal and what normal and gay couples do. Masturbation even satisfies the needs of single people because they have desires too. I have had relationships with males and so I consider myself to be fortunate enough to have some experience and understanding of both of our genders desires.

Yes Jazz, but we don't talk about it openly we keep it in private like you should do.

I have not given you any intimate details of what I do personally. I am simply revealing that I am not ashamed of the truth of the fact that I am a human being with normal feelings. The whole point of this blog was for me to express humanities strong desire for 'it' and our seemingly equal desire to 'hide it' and act out publicly how disgusted we are by such things in order to conform to our societies expectations.

If anyone is actually brave enough to comment about human sexuality I would rather they didn't lie, even though I understand that "your truth" may be substantially different from perhaps everyone else's truth or your truth may be the social norm of belittling me and my subject matter as you also attempt to deny your true nature. I understand also that with very many people, your sexual nature cannot be so easily stripped from your guilt.
Don't worry if you can't face up to the blatant honesty that I subscribe to here. You can just smile and walk away and you can post a comment to my last post or wait until the next one you if you have issues with this one. Incidentally they ran Dr Kinsey out of town too so don't feel too bad about any outrage or indignation that I've given you by publishing my honest thoughts on this topic.
I think later I'll cover more sub topics like contraception, fidelity and an insight into the world of true lesbian feelings rather than the 'designed by a male, for males' porno movies of two girls goin' at it!

But for now I'll content myself with a walk amongst the birds and the bees and since Hitomi isn't at home right now and after this topic I feel like...
I'm going to go into my bedroom and enjoy the company of my little rabbit.
How's that for brazen?

Did anyone look deeply into the reflection in my eye?