I dont know where your tongue has been

So I was talking to Sexy German online. And Greek God was over at his house and said hi. I made some comment back and told Sexy German to tell Greek God I was sticking my tongue out at him.

Greek God's response: Don't do that. I don't know where thats been.

I got PISSED. Those kinds of things are just not nice to say. True, he doesnt know everywhere its been. Like....on Pot Head's dick ((oohhhhh that brings back memories)). But come on. Greek God ate out one girl their third day in a relationship. And he talks about where MY tongue has been. SO not fair

Dumpster GIrl

So a few nights, I was hanging out with some friends (Crazy Mexican, Sexy German, Greek God, and some of the MilfTown Crew). We went to go get dinner at TGIFridays. I was talking to Crazy Mexican, and we overheard Sexy German telling a somewhat new member of the group what everyone's nicknames were. I mentioned to Mexican that there weren't really any nicknames for me from Sexy German, and she said that him and Greek God could be mean about me sometimes. Apparently, they referred to me once before as....."dumpster girl".

Ok. I had sex up against a dumpster. Probably not the most sanitary thing I've ever done. But...dumpster girl? Really? It sounds so...trashy. Gross. Disgusting. Big surprise I was crying in the car when Sexy German was driving me home later. I didn't tell him what was wrong either, but he was able to pick up on the fact that he had screwed up somehow. When we got to my house, he said he was sorry and forced a hug on me. As a result...I ended up SOBBING in his arms.

Ya, ok maybe not the best response. Being called names doesn't bother me, right? Well, every so often, a name comes along that hurts more than the rest. This one did. It really did make me feel like a piece of trash. I'm fine now...but it's shit like this that makes it hard to love sex

Im not a slut, I'm a nympho

I've been called a slut for as long as I remember. Even before I got my first kiss. Well....i was doing anal before I got my first kiss. But that's besides the point. The point is, for the longest time I believed it. But not anymore. I just love sexual things. My experience is limited still, since I'm only just now starting to embrace who I am. And that's a nympho.

Ok, maybe not a text book case nymphomaniac. But I'm a nympho in the sense that its like on my mind ALWAYS. Sure, sometimes it takes a backburner, but it's always a nagging thought. And I don't do it because I'm a damaged girl who needs sex to feel better about emotional problems. I do it for the joys of doing it. I'm sexually liberated and free.

Even of my closest friends, no one seems to understand that. Everyone seems to believe that I should be a goody goody girl, who only has sex with guys I'm in a relationship with. Screw relationships. I LIKE giving head to a guy I barely know during school. It's fun and it gives me a rush. So I'm done fighting it. I'm done trying to change for anyone. If i find a guy who can appreciate this side of me, ya I'll try for a relationship. But I'm not gonna hide this just to get that one good guy.