Rainy days are here again
Well, it’s been pointed out to me by a few people that my last column was a little, how do you say it, ‘pro-condom.’
To that, I say, so what?
I mean, I’m not so naïve as to believe that I can go through my sexual ‘career,’ as it were, merrily barebacking along and still be safe and unpreggered until I so choose to be.
No, I’m not making a practice of sleeping with dirty guys, but plenty of STDs are asymptomatic, and even nice boys can catch them, so why take chances?
Sure, there are guys who complain that having sex while wearing a condom is like wearing a raincoat while taking a shower, but to them I say, “Tough poop.”
Of course, such a stance makes it sound as if I’m always having domed lovin’, and no, that’s not the case. But I’m well-aware that I’ve been really freakin’ lucky in that regard, and I’m getting more cautious in my old and fartiness.
This may come as a surprise to some of the guys, but having sex with a condomed guy does take away some of the sensation for the woman, as well. But like I said last time, that’s what the Wall of Joy is for – picking and choosing which sensation you want to add to the evening’s festivities.
So rather than bemoan the fact that a thin layer of latex is between my tender bits and my partner’s, I’ve chosen to create a positive association between the act of sex and that little rubber sheath. Condoms mean I’m not going to get pregnant. They mean I can keep having sex, and not worry about raising any babies before my time. They mean it will greatly reduce my chances of catching an STD that may prevent me from having progeny in the future.
So yes, I’m somewhat pro-condom, but I think it’s a good thing. I think it’s better to be accepting and welcoming of the inevitable, rather than sulking and pouting about it. Given the choice, sure I’d rather be bareback, but I know it’s better to be safe.
So go shopping with your partner, pick out some condoms you both find arousing. I named some of them last time – “ribbed for her pleasure,” “intense sensations,” “extra-thin”… buy a couple of boxes and take them for a test drive! Sounds like a great way to spend an evening, no?
posted by Jen on 5:05 PM