This week’s Sex Blog Roundup at Fleshbot holds a few surprises. Go look and see—but remember, you were warned.
Those of you who enjoy stalking me will find me arranging a special delivery at a sex event I didn’t attend, courtesy of our troops, for Tilda’s birthday.
Avah wonders if I’m "really poly." We’ll file that with the queries about whether I’m “really bi” or “really dom.” I promise I’ll get to those, dear readers, when I’m not busy juggling multiple relationships, having sex with men and women, and generally whupping ass.
Speaking of sex, I learned a new sex term this week from an unlikely source—my eleven-year-old son, Collie. I overheard him talking to his brother about a teacher at his school, whom he described as a “cougar.”
“What does that mean?” I asked. “Is she tough?”
The boys looked at me for a moment. Collie laughed. “Uh, no, Dad. Do you really not know what that means?”
I felt myself being drawn deeper. “Should I be afraid to ask?”
Jason shook his head. “It means, like, a hot old lady.”
“Really?” I scanned my brain. “Huh, I wonder why that word is used . . .”
The boys listened expectantly. I caught them watching me.
“Oh, well, carry on!” I said, leaving the room. I could save my questions for Google.
7 comments:
You didn't know what a cougar was? Bet you know a few.
As well as being older and 'hot', there's a certain sexual aggressiveness implied, I think.
all things come clear here - http://www.urbancougar.com/
i like the cougar classifications section.
You seriously didn't know what a cougar was? Oh Jefferson, I thought you were hip and with it!
Imagine my surprise when I hit the link for the roundup and saw my post. After keeping those stories in the dark for so long, it was almost a little shocking to see them shared.
Shocking, yet liberating as well.
Shocking liberation. That seems to be your forte, wouldn't you say?
Just fucking a lot of people doesn't necessarily make anything a polyamourous relationship. There is usually concientious behavior by the top or focal person to be fair and even with his/her brood. There is also usually an agreement to be a "family" or whatever you call it amongst the members of the group and effort is made to get along.
Blatant favoritism, seeing certain persons on a weekly basis while others are lucky to get attention once a month or worse certainly isn't poly anything in my book.
I'd like to be in one again. Don't know if that's ever going to happen but I enjoyed it when I had it.
Some poly relationships even have veto power amongst the members. Such as if one person wants to do something outside the group, the others have a right to veto it if it upsets them too much.
Lee Harrington did an interesting class on poly. One of the most interesting comments she made was that "cheating is a form of monogamy". I couldn't quite wrap my head around that one.
I find it's generally a bad idea to allow other people to define your sexuality.
If a papal edict excommunicates me from a church of poly, I'm more than content in my schism.
Like cougars, I'm wary of cages.
Like cages, I'm wary of cougars.
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