I’ve got a post on body stories I keep meaning to write but haven’t… soooo here’s the Food for Thought post!
Eighteen was only… eleven years ago, for me. I’m sure in another decade some of this might change, but probably not too much.
What one part of your sex life today would most surprise the 18 year old you?
How much of it I’m having, and how little of it has me in the sub position. (I was a very repressed, sheltered 18 year old) (also, I’m definitely not “purely” or even mostly submissive so I don’t know what was wrong with young me. Probably a lack of confidence)
What one thing might shock that younger you?
How many butt plugs, and probably sex toys in general, I own (and that I know about things like body safe materials and buy lube that doesn’t come from Target) (listen, if Target started selling sliquid, I’d be all over that)
Is there anything in the younger you’s sexual ambitions or fantasies you have not yet fulfilled?
Maybe a gang bang? I’ve done pretty much everything else… I’d probably like a few more sexual experiences with women, but technically those ambitions have been minimally fulfilled
What part of the younger you’s sex life do you look back on with the most nostalgia?
Absolutely nothing. Younger me didn’t have a sex life to really talk about. Maybe the sense of reckless abandon about all (three) the stolen, “secret” car sex moments*. But like seriously it is totally reckless for the driver to be fingering their passenger so like what were we even thinking???? (Spoiler alert: We weren’t)
*Seriously though, I can count the sexual encounters pre-PIV virginity losing me (at age 21) had. There was:
1) the body exploring/mini blow job I gave high school sweetheart that my parents ended up walking in on and causing me all sorts of terrible problems at home
2) the night of the military ball which involved both road head and fingering on the drive home
3) that one time in the parking lot at school
3b) (because not really sex) the time we made out at a pool party and got chastised for it not by parents but by a peer
4) the like two, three times in college freshman year that high school sweetheart and I mostly just touched each other’s half naked bodies. I distinctly remember the time he gave me massive hickies on my hips that I was so proud of and a friend (at the time) was APPALLED I was proud of such a thing (same peer as above)
Man. I needed better friends in college.