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How did you learn about sex?
I assume you are not still learning. |
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hmmmmm
I think I was 5 or 6 years old when I watched Titanic which gave me the idea |
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How did you learn about sex? I assume you are not still learning. I saw it .. a bull mating cows .. when was a kid lol But nope .. still learning .. sex is an art .. takes time to become a master ;) So looking for a good teacher on here lol |
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Feel as though I'm trying to re-learn what sex is again.....
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My older cousin when I was ten. And now, since it has been so long since I have had a boyfriend I'm afraid I will have to relearn it all over again!!! LOL
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When I was 10 and my sister was 12, my Mother took us to the Library.
To teach us about sex. She got this big old book out and plunked us down in front of it. She opened it to a page where the man was facing the woman (nude) and the flag was at attention, pointing straight at the woman's.. bellybutton. She said to me "Do you understand?" Well, duh, there was the willy aimed at the bellybutton, so I said, "Yes" seemed simple enough to me at the time. I swear, up through the 12th grade, I thought that was where it went. It's a learning process. |
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I was 3 when I learned what the birds and bees were
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The movie "The Blue Lagoon" was my first introduction...
Can't remember how old I was though... |
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Edited by
no1phD
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Wed 08/31/16 10:41 AM
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Well... I'm still learning..
Haven't taken the training wheels off yet... I practice on myself everyday.. Well.ohh.k.. maybe not everyday but at least every third day... I think I almost got it figured out now.. ... almost.... sometimes when I find a willing partner to practice with... I get a little too excited.. well let's just say ..I eat all the popcorn before the movie starts... or I get a little confused on where it's supposed to go exactly.. But when that happens my willing partner usually lets me know.. .. by letting out a high-pitched shriek.. Followed with the words.. Ummm.. you not putting that in there.. at least not right now! you need to learn how to walk before you can run...... baby steps..lol |
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While in High School, I worked with a 21 year girl.
She taught me everything I needed to know and then some. |
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Mmmmmm I think I prefer not to remember the first time - come to think of it can't remember the last time either
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Mmmmmm I think I prefer not to remember the first time - come to think of it can't remember the last time either hahahahahahahaha (Anything in between? :-) |
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oh yes I've had my moments
Life in the old dog yet though |
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I found my fathers Penthouse.
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I found my fathers Penthouse. Well I did that too. But I actually read the articles :-) |
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When I was 10 and my sister was 12, my Mother took us to the Library. To teach us about sex. She got this big old book out and plunked us down in front of it. She opened it to a page where the man was facing the woman (nude) and the flag was at attention, pointing straight at the woman's.. bellybutton. She said to me "Do you understand?" Well, duh, there was the willy aimed at the bellybutton, so I said, "Yes" seemed simple enough to me at the time. I swear, up through the 12th grade, I thought that was where it went. It's a learning process. Haha, lovely story! That sort of thing happened quite a lot back in the day, the explanation being more confusing than helpful ... But at least your mom made and effort. I think many didn't even get that ... |
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I found my fathers Penthouse. Well I did that too. But I actually read the articles :-) |
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We got taught at school at age 11-12. Good explanation with drawings etc. Not sure how much of that stuck though.
My mom always says she gave me sex education too, but I'm never sure if she's fibbing or not. I mean, I can't remember jack chit of that? I guess I must've been either too young or too embarrassed, dunno. Didn't stick. Still learning? Yes, of course. Every partner is different and offers an opportunity to learn new things, about them or yourself. |
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The old fashioned way, in the back seat of my Plymouth with my first serious girlfriend and no idea what the hell I was doing.
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I was told about the mechanics in primary school by pals in giggly girly huddles in the playground and remember thinking 'why would I wanna do that - yuk?'
There was a lot of hanky panky going on by junior school and it was like an elite club being invited to the nearby park in school lunch break to be initiated in the grass by boys from a neighbouring school. There was even certain conditions you had to meet to be allowed to be pleasured. When I got my invite and they asked me a certain question I was numb with shock. How personal!!!! I did fit the criteria but no way was I up for none of that malarchy I was way too scared of my mother!!!! I was the type who ran off screaming when one of the lads said 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine'. That continued till I was 28 |
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