Here’s a guest post from my friend Wynn over at (Wynn)Squared. I wrote a guest post for her blog last week and so she returned the favor. I told her to pick any topic she wanted and this is what she chose. Enjoy:
When I talk about v-cards, I don’t mean the typical Valentine’s Day card that you get in middle school. I mean one’s virginity. And even though I’m not posting this over at (Wynn)Squared today, I figured it’s okay to keep up with my tradition of over-sharing on the internetz.
I came to a brilliant conclusion today while I was pretending to be busy at work. I believe that losing your second virginity is probably even more exciting than losing your first. You laugh now but think about it. Think to the first time you had sex. You were possibly, excited, anxious, nervous, scared, lost… sounds like a lot was going through your mind. Were you really able to enjoy yourself? Meh. That emotional stew is not worthy of your cookbook of “top tens.” (Pretend that sentence made sense.)
The second time is going to be much more fun. You have experience and perhaps a few tricks up your sleeve and that’s a formula for a good time!
Neither Sammi nor I have lost our second V-card (I had to embarrass her in here too*). I don’t know if she’s as excited for the next person as much as I am though. The important part here is that I don’t just go after some guy and lose my second virginity to him. Even though sex is great, it’s vital that the number to sexual partners remains low. I’d like to be able to count them on one hand. I think it’s safe to say that virginity number two is even more important than virginity number one. Actually, they’re all meaningless after the second one anyway. So go forth and lose your virginity again! It’ll be amazing!
*Note from Sammi: I’m not embarrassed that I haven’t lost my second V-card. I think sex, whether you’re with your first partner or fifth, should be with someone special. I just haven’t found that someone yet.