I don’t have a sex bucket list. I actually find the notion to be limiting rather than freeing.
I suppose I’ve actually already done a hell of a lot, so there’s that. I was 18 when I had my first MFM threesome.
But, I can only add things I am aware of (and I’m constantly learning of new sexual things out there). If I don’t check something off a list, not only does it run counter to my nature, it makes me feel like I’ve failed.
Also, because I’m driven to cross things off my lists and I hate to fail, it could drive me to do something just because it’s on my list, rather than because the situation and person is right.
Bottom line is, for me, it engenders the wrong behavior and has the chance to limit and hurt.
I’m weird that way I guess.
That’s not to suggest there aren’t things I want to try. They are in my head, not written down, and I wait for the magic trifecta of right time, place, and person (or persons!).
Tuesday night was one of those nights. Continue reading