Told about the first time she came ??

[Greatbeast]

OK curiousity killed the cat, I have to hear the details of these convo's


This is like 180 degrees out of my experience with parents.

[AmyStereo]

OK curiousity killed the cat, I have to hear the details of these convo's

I hate to say it... Oh, should I?? Oh, 'eck- Me too! Squeek up, dear Shirlee!

This is like 180 degrees out of my experience with parents.

Girls usually have an easier time discussing things like this with their mothers, but yes- Shirlee's mom is a special, unique parent like this.

If there were more like her, maybe this world wouldn't be so mean. (I'm serious, here- If we weren't so obsessed with what is wrong, and start emphasising the positive without any further condemnation, people in general would be much more pleasant to deal with. And this isn't just about sexual stuff- It's about everything in life.)

Amy. <:3 )~~9~
(And please- I do not want to carry these conversations by myself- I have no desire to hog things here. Please contribute! That's what this, and any forum, is for. And yes, I feel guilty for seemingly- but unintentionally so, I assure you- hogging this forum. )

[Shirleemouse]

OK curiousity killed the cat, I have to hear the details of these convo's

not *my* kat, i hope! o.o;;

well... *shrug* the details are pretty much ordinary, really. i had already gotten curious about what it was i was doing at night, before i went to sleep, with my stuffed bear. (he was *not* a teddy bear - i got very mad anytime anyone called him a teddy bear, his name was stuffy, *not* "teddy"! ) he was very nice to play with, especially "down there". ^.^

i had asked my mom why it felt so different to play with him that way. i remember looking up at her in the kitchen and asking her that. she laughed the happy mom laugh and put down what she was preparing and told me what it was. i had heard the word (as you know by now) but had never associated it with what i was doing. she wiped her hands on her apron and took me into the den (where we had most of our books) and read to me from this *huge* book about the way people lived in other countries. i had seen the book but could only look at the pictures. that was how mom taught me about masturbation. ^.^

some time later, one evening, really late, i was playing with stuffy, the usual way, only for some reason... it wasn't quite the usual way. it was, i dunno, nicer in some indescribable way than before. i have thought about it for years, and still can't attribute it to anything in particular, but it just felt really nicer that time. i kept on playing with stuffy and suddenly... it felt very, very nice indeed! like warm tingly water was washing over me all of a sudden! ^.^

i told mom about it the next day at breakfast and she laughed the happy mom laugh again and told me that was called an "orgasm". i remember her fuzzling me on the head and saying "i guess my baby really is growing up, isn't she?" (she still calls me her baby *^.^*) when i got home from school that day she brought out some more books (these were in english) and i learned some more things about my body.

that's about it.

This is like 180 degrees out of my experience with parents.

i dunno.. i feel so strange (not bad, but strange) when i hear that from so many people. i cry a little every time my kat tells me about how messed up in the head his real mother was about anything having to do with sex. it's taken me a long time to discover that my mom was really is one of the most exceptional people in the world! i mean, she always has been to me , but having grown up without all the anxiety and self-disgust that a lot of others have had... wow... -.-

[AmyStereo]

well... *shrug* the details are pretty much ordinary, really. i had already gotten curious about what it was i was doing at night, before i went to sleep, with my stuffed bear. (he was *not* a teddy bear - i got very mad anytime anyone called him a teddy bear, his name was stuffy, *not* "teddy"! ) he was very nice to play with, especially "down there". ^.^

Aaaaah! Run away! She's a plushophile! AAAAAaaaaah!

(Just kidding- I see nothing wrong with this, no matter what anyone says....but then, this is one of the reasons why there are some who have such a dislike for me, because the very notion of using plushies "this way" takes away from their image of perceived innocence that they have for them. Not all plushophiles "modify" their plushies- Most don't, actually. I never have, but being they're merely objects in the strict sense of the word, nevermind the personification we give them, I'm not at all offended by such modifications or their usage for such pleasure.)

some time later, one evening, really late, i was playing with stuffy, the usual way, only for some reason... it wasn't quite the usual way. it was, i dunno, nicer in some indescribable way than before. i have thought about it for years, and still can't attribute it to anything in particular, but it just felt really nicer that time. i kept on playing with stuffy and suddenly... it felt very, very nice indeed! like warm tingly water was washing over me all of a sudden! ^.^

I'm honestly as happy for you as your mother was- It was not traumatic, and it's a pleasant, memorable experience that you will always treasure.

I'm also glad you can share this with us, really, and without needing to resort to crudeness that our culture seems to expect. Your momma raised her daughter right.

In my case, it's probably closer to normal, in spite of my seemingly positive openness about the subject. To put it this way, while I was never raised in any particular religion (my path is Deism, although I differ from some Deists), I was raised in a generally religious environment, as well as post-'60s liberalism, thus unlike you, I was raised moreso in being private- even to my mom- about these sort of things, and the usual guilt and shame associated with any form of sexualism, which I admit still troubles me to this day.

But I don't want that which happened to me happen to others, so I try to be as positive about things like this as I can. We should not be ashamed of what we feel, as long as what we feel causes no real harm to another.

i told mom about it the next day at breakfast and she laughed the happy mom laugh again and told me that was called an "orgasm". i remember her fuzzling me on the head and saying "i guess my baby really is growing up, isn't she?" (she still calls me her baby *^.^*) when i got home from school that day she brought out some more books (these were in english) and i learned some more things about my body.

We're all our mothers' babies, hun- We always will be.

that's about it.

Thanks, mousie! *hug*

This is like 180 degrees out of my experience with parents.

i dunno.. i feel so strange (not bad, but strange) when i hear that from so many people. i cry a little every time my kat tells me about how messed up in the head his real mother was about anything having to do with sex. it's taken me a long time to discover that my mom was really is one of the most exceptional people in the world! i mean, she always has been to me , but having grown up without all the anxiety and self-disgust that a lot of others have had... wow... -.-

You, my dear Shirlee, are one of the lucky ones. The world needs more people like you.

Amy. <:3 )~~8~

[BarkleyTDog]

plushophile!... Just kidding...

I agree Amy. I think too many people try to stereotype people so that they can easily deal with subjects that make them "unconfortable". Myself? I have a small collection of stuffed bears, dogs, a hamster, and an ardvarrk with a cowboy hat. My wife has gotten most of them for me. I do not use them for "down there", I truthfully never thought about them in that way. But, I do rely on one of my bears for support. When the pressures of the day get too bad, he makes a really nice pillow to hug.

i had asked my mom

I had seen the condoms in my parents room and wondered about sex but never asked. I never caught them doing it. They decided to introduce me to sex by letting me watch two dogs they were breeding, when I was about 10 years old. That really screwed me up. I was afraid to stand too close to the back of girls in school for fear of being "stuck" to them. Later on my parents got a medical book on the human body and left it "laying around" so "the kids" could read it. They could not talk to us about it. It was not until I was married that they could tell me sex jokes. Through all that I think I turned out "OK". I talk to my girls, trying to keep them from "making mistakes" and keep the lines of communication open so they can ask questions.

(my path is Deism, although I differ from some Deists)

Thank you for the web site! I am fasinated with all the ways which GOD's children worship. I do not tell anyone how they should or shouldn't worship. That is individually up to "you and your maker". I consider myself just a child of GOD and currently worship with the Presbyterians. Presbyterian means "Ruled by Elders". I do not believe all the things they believe, but it is a good group to be with.

You, my dear Shirlee, are one of the lucky ones. The world needs more people like you.

I agree! Thank you for sharing, Shirlee!

[AmyStereo]

plushophile!... Just kidding...

I agree Amy. I think too many people try to stereotype people so that they can easily deal with subjects that make them "unconfortable".

More like vilify what they don't really understand.

Myself? I have a small collection of stuffed bears, dogs, a hamster, and an ardvarrk with a cowboy hat. My wife has gotten most of them for me. I do not use them for "down there", I truthfully never thought about them in that way. But, I do rely on one of my bears for support. When the pressures of the day get too bad, he makes a really nice pillow to hug.

I never really thought of it when I first heard of the concept, but being myself, I was intrigued by the whole thing, especially since plushies have been such a major part of my life. (I have something like...um...700 bunnies...? as well as assorted other critters...) The appeal for something like this is, one would think, a natural for me-- I'm...well...overly sensual-- Something that I've actually have felt embarassed about most of my life, because sometimes this need overwhelms me to the point of being very painful. I have always liked furries, so the attraction to anthropomorphs is also a natural for me, so for me, plushophilia is just a natural direction. But like everything, I don't say what turns me on should turn everyone on. I just think that as long as no real harm is done to anyone, it should be left to the individual to enjoy, and shouldn't be made shameful.

To me, Shirlee's erotic adventures with her plushie bear are perfectly fine- I see nothing wrong with it, and it doesn't freak me out, like it would some others- Simply because they can't understand or accept.

(Of course, it helps to have been raised right to not think of such pleasure as "dirty" or "shameful"- Something way too many have been brought up to believe.)

i had asked my mom

I had seen the condoms in my parents room and wondered about sex but never asked. I never caught them doing it. They decided to introduce me to sex by letting me watch two dogs they were breeding, when I was about 10 years old. That really screwed me up. I was afraid to stand too close to the back of girls in school for fear of being "stuck" to them. Later on my parents got a medical book on the human body and left it "laying around" so "the kids" could read it. They could not talk to us about it. It was not until I was married that they could tell me sex jokes. Through all that I think I turned out "OK". I talk to my girls, trying to keep them from "making mistakes" and keep the lines of communication open so they can ask questions.

Being open and tolerant keeps the mistakes as minimal as possible. You can't stop them from making mistakes- Telling them "NO" only reinforces the desire to do it!- you can minimise it by making sure they make informed, responsible decisions. This is more than insisting they should use condoms when they "have fun" with someone- It means making sure they think if what they're doing is the right thing for that moment, and if he/she is the right person. Telling them they should "wait" may not be helpful- The worst experience almost always is the first, especially when the reaction is "is that all there is to it?". Raise them right, and they'll find the right person to make love with. They don't need to wait until marriage, but they'll have the right tools necessary to think before they hop in bed. Responsible pleasure is everything. If they're comfortable, they'll act responsibly..

Don't hide the sex mags, either- Let your children see what goes on, but also teach them that what goes on in porn is not how it';s done in the Real World! Your daughters should be brought up not to be ashamed of their bodies, and not ashamed of pleasure- Just as long as they're raised with realistic expectations involving same.

And lastly, ensure they don't equate "sex" with "love"- These are two separate things, that when combined, are powerful. Too many think that having sex means they're loved. Sex is sex, and responsible sex is good sex. Love is pure heaven, and should never be mistaken for anything else.

Gosh, I'm wordy tonight!

(my path is Deism, although I differ from some Deists)

Thank you for the web site! I am fasinated with all the ways which GOD's children worship. I do not tell anyone how they should or shouldn't worship. That is individually up to "you and your maker". I consider myself just a child of GOD and currently worship with the Presbyterians. Presbyterian means "Ruled by Elders". I do not believe all the things they believe, but it is a good group to be with.

I used to live near a Presbuteriam church. I was exposed to many Christian teachings throughout my life (my family is Catholic), but Deism became my path when nothing else seemed right, when things I questioned about Christianity seemed wrong, contradictory, or simply couldn't be answered. Deism let me appreciate God's gift- Creation itself. Too many completely dismiss this world in the belief that the only important thing is to be in Heaven at the feet of God, and yet God is everywhere, and he gave us the wonders of Creation- both good and bad.

This means love, not shame, is the rule.

"Do unto Others as you would have them do unto You."

Righteous indignation is NOT love. It's only hurtful.

You, my dear Shirlee, are one of the lucky ones. The world needs more people like you.

I agree! Thank you for sharing, Shirlee!

As do I. It's things like this that make you, Shirlee, a truly beautiful person. And I do mean that most sincerely.

Amy. <:3 )~~8~

[BarkleyTDog]

(I have something like...um...700 bunnies...? as well as assorted other critters...)

700!!!!! You should have seperated the first two. You know how bunnies mulitply! ... Well if you didn't, you do now.

To me, Shirlee's erotic adventures with her plushie bear are perfectly fine- I see nothing wrong with it, and it doesn't freak me out...

I don't see anything wrong with it either.

Telling them "NO" only reinforces the desire to do it!

I have seen too many kids rebel from this type of training.

Your daughters should be brought up not to be ashamed of their bodies...

I have let them make their own decisions. Nudity is not forbidden in our house. From the time they could run around without a diaper, they have been given the freedom not to be dressed. Some of them walk from the shower to their rooms to get dressed and the others take some clothes to the bathroom with them. The bathroom is not locked and walking in and out at anytime is not restricted. I get chased off the potty often. The only rule I insist on is that they should be dressed around non-family. I don't believe that it is right to impose nudity on people who do not want to see it or to tempt boys.

And lastly, ensure they don't equate "sex" with "love"

Don't you mean firstly. Too many marriges fail because this is not understood. They get married for the good sex and when it fails so does the marriage.

Gosh, I'm wordy tonight!

I have read several of your posts. Not much longer.

You, my dear Shirlee, are one of the lucky ones. The world needs more people like you.

Can we say this too many times... Maybe ... But, not yet.

[Shirleemouse]

You, my dear Shirlee, are one of the lucky ones. The world needs more people like you.

Can we say this too many times... Maybe ... But, not yet.

*sighs* you guys!! oh, go ahead then, make me blush *^.^*

[KatEllis]

You, my dear Shirlee, are one of the lucky ones. The world needs more people like you.

Can we say this too many times... Maybe ... But, not yet.

*sighs* you guys!! oh, go ahead then, make me blush *^.^*

Hey... They better NOT!
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That's *my* job.

[AmyStereo]

Can we say this too many times... Maybe ... But, not yet.

*sighs* you guys!! oh, go ahead then, make me blush *^.^*

But you know we all love you! *hugs and kisses the mousie on the cheek*

Hey... They better NOT!
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That's *my* job.

Should I say you're doing a good job?

Amy. <:3 )~~8~

[AmyStereo]

(I have something like...um...700 bunnies...? as well as assorted other critters...)

700!!!!! You should have seperated the first two. You know how bunnies mulitply! ... Well if you didn't, you do now.

To me, Shirlee's erotic adventures with her plushie bear are perfectly fine- I see nothing wrong with it, and it doesn't freak me out...

I don't see anything wrong with it either.

I'd be the first calling for pics (oops, my lechery is showing! ) but yeah, as long as she's happy, should we complain? Nah...

Telling them "NO" only reinforces the desire to do it!

I have seen too many kids rebel from this type of training.

It's really the worst thing a parent can do, without taking the time and sit down to explain why in terms they'll relate to.

And you can't tell a kid "no" to sex if the kid is already sexually active.

Your daughters should be brought up not to be ashamed of their bodies...

I have let them make their own decisions. Nudity is not forbidden in our house. From the time they could run around without a diaper, they have been given the freedom not to be dressed. Some of them walk from the shower to their rooms to get dressed and the others take some clothes to the bathroom with them. The bathroom is not locked and walking in and out at anytime is not restricted. I get chased off the potty often. The only rule I insist on is that they should be dressed around non-family. I don't believe that it is right to impose nudity on people who do not want to see it or to tempt boys.

Good, reasonable limits, I'd say. You have a very good attitude towards things like this-- But then agsain, you're a reader oif the Kit & Kay strip- That should be expected.

And lastly, ensure they don't equate "sex" with "love"

Don't you mean firstly. Too many marriges fail because this is not understood. They get married for the good sex and when it fails so does the marriage.

Quite true.

I personally would prefer an equal partner, one whom I can relate to more than just the sex- Things like hobbies and interests, and the ability to share and enjoy all of life's experiences.

This is why I say Shirlee & Kat are a good match-- They may have great sex, but their lives are filled with far more than just the sex. And like I once said before, these two are two wonderful people, and it's always been a pleasure communicating with them.

May their marriage be a long and joyous one. I mean this with utter sincerity.

Gosh, I'm wordy tonight!

I have read several of your posts. Not much longer.

Well..... There was this time...........

You, my dear Shirlee, are one of the lucky ones. The world needs more people like you.

Can we say this too many times... Maybe ... But, not yet.

At least I can say it's been a pleasurable experience with Shirlee around.

Amy. <:3 )~~8~

[BarkleyTDog]

May their marriage be a long and joyous one. I mean this with utter sincerity.

Some how I get this picture of a spry old mouse sitting with a grey bearded cat with a cane. The mouse takes off in a grin running and the cat says "I'll show you who's too old!" Faiding off into another cat and mouse chase with both laughing.

[AmyStereo]

May their marriage be a long and joyous one. I mean this with utter sincerity.

Some how I get this picture of a spry old mouse sitting with a grey bearded cat with a cane. The mouse takes off in a grin running and the cat says "I'll show you who's too old!" Faiding off into another cat and mouse chase with both laughing.

And clothes flying every wich way!

Amy. <:3 )~~8~

[BarkleyTDog]

And clothes flying every wich way!

Clothes?? what clothes???

[AmyStereo]

And clothes flying every wich way!

Clothes?? what clothes???

Amy. <:3 )~~8~

[KatEllis]

*sighs* you guys!! oh, go ahead then, make me blush *^.^*

But you know we all love you! *hugs and kisses the mousie on the cheek*

Hey... They better NOT!
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That's *my* job.

Should I say you're doing a good job?

Amy. <:3 )~~8~

Full time duty, 24/7/365