Adult Dating Blogger Lianne Young is now writing for my dating expert blog!
I am very excited to bring you my latest guest post from Adult Dating Blogger Lianne Young. Lianne is an intelligent, vibrant, well-spoken and humorous woman. She is an expert in sex and relationships, dating and helping people build sexual confidence. She will be writing some very special adult dating blogger posts which bring you inside her very entertaining love life.
Warning – contains adult content so please don’t read if this bothers you!
Dating is hard – bloody hard.
Of course, there is plenty of pressure even before we face the difficulty that is carrying on one half (or even more than our share) of a conversation with a new man/woman.?
First, we need to decide who our date will be, and then orchestrate the why, where and when the date might take place.?
And after all that, there is the effort we make to ensure we look our best – ?hair (tick); nails (tick); dress (tick); shoes (tick); make-up (tick); and so on.
And, of course, let’s not forget the “bail out system” that is a must for every first date – ranging from the pre-arranged call from a friend to enquire sotte voce whether things are going well and, otherwise, to advise in louder tone that there is an emergency at home or, god forbid, a tragedy in the family – through to adding an app on my phone to call myself to facilitate a fake conversation, if necessary. We all need them. And, believe me, I have used them all, many times. Trust me, they have served me well. Even with Magnum PI from Dallas mentioned in my article from ?“Online dating”, I managed to escape with a half-decent white lie.
I have always had to take into consideration the extent to which I should be open with any new dates so far as my story is concerned – believe me, it takes a certain strength of character to accept my life to date. On balance, I tend to be open and let the cards fall where they may.
So, yes, dating is hard. But it is unarguable that dating is worthwhile. And we all have to admit – if dating was taken off the life menu, it would make for a very bland diet!
So, we all persevere – for better or worse.
Suffice to say, even with the best planning in the world, dates can go awry. I have hand picked, trust me out of hundreds, some disastrous dates that are etched in my mind. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did (not!).
My first orgasm and Mr X
He was gorgeous, shaven headed, well spoken and a confident man. He was far from selfish, in fact quite the opposite, as it was with him my heaven eventually opened and I experienced my first orgasm. We had met via a relative and I had got to know and to fancy him over a few months.
I had only been single for a couple of months after leaving my former partner and I felt I needed to get back on track sexually.?
At 24 I had never had an orgasm. The truth be known, I was still relatively inexperienced. In fact, up to that point, I had not even touched myself effectively simply because I was unaware of how my own pleasure spots operated.?
So, for better or worse, I decided to open up to Mr X.
It was after a run-of-the-mill date – I fancied him, and therefore invited him back to mine. After the usual preambles, as we climbed into bed together, I told him I had never had an orgasm. He offered to help me achieve that goal. And it was not long thereafter that I was having what every woman should be entitled to experience – a full blown, dyed in the wool, rip roaring orgasm.
I must confess, it was an indescribable wave of pleasure. The spasm arrived from heaven and boom, crash, there it was; an orgasm. As I began trembling on the outside and throbbing with pleasure on the inside, my body was experiencing pleasure beyond my control. I had experienced my first orgasm.?
However, instead of enjoying it for what it was, I panicked and began to hyperventilate. Can you believe it? I was suddenly scared shitless and fighting to breathe in the aftermath of an orgasm.?
I shouted at Mr X to help me. “What the fuck can I do?” he said. I jumped up and raced around the house looking for a paper bag to breathe into to cut my oxygen levels. Eventually, I parked myself on the living room couch, made him sit with me throughout the remainder of the night and respired into a bag.
All this because of a date…. yes I did see him again but only once, I was too embarrassed.
About Lianne Young
Lianne is an adult dating blogger.
Lianne is qualified via the Family Planning Association on sex education, law and policy.
She is also qualified in advanced business management and fitness training.
Her experiences of dating and her life knowledge will have you laughing, shocked, excited and educated in equal measure.
She is also an advocate for more open sexual attitudes, and changes to long-standing and hypocritical taboos against diversity in our society today.