MissIntrigue
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So when did you first become interested in using a strap on? Was it your idea or your partners?
I said I'd reply to this one later- here it is. A little wordy..
To answer the question about how I got started with strap on...I was still very new to the internet, but aware that a lot of sexual stuff was available online. I had been living with a guy that very quickly turned out to be a bad decision and I was in the works of moving back out. I consider myself unpartnered at the time regardless of my living situation. I was a room mate with this man and I couldn't wait to get out.
One day while surfing the net, and back when chat rooms were freely available on MSN, I began searching through the chat room listings/titles for any room that had bi females. I really wanted to get into some type of loop that had bi women so I could perhaps eventually meet one face to face.
As I was cruising the room names, I stumbled upon a chat room called 'strap on' somethingorother. I can't remember the exact name but I recall it had strap on in the title. I quickly put that together thinking I'd find bi women in there...and so my natural curiosity led me into the room. There were lots of 'bot's' in these chat rooms. The bots were spammers that would 'whisper' or 'private message chat' to you aside from your participation in the chat room itself. A private conversation within a chat room while able to maintain chat in the room itself...
I barely got the chance to say hi to anyone or really get into the conversation and I was getting hammered with 'whispers'. I was trying to read some of the chat going on, and close out the many whispers on the bottom of my screen. I could hardly keep up with the exclamations of "wow you're not a bot!!". I found out very quickly that there were no other women in that chat room. I was the only one there. When the whisperers were realizing I wasn't a bot is when the hammering began. I was very confused. But remained curious and I had several men answering very confused questions but one genuine man in a whisper that was being pretty patient with me about the questions that I had about what was going on in that chat room. I was overwhelmed with too many of the private conversation requests, and needed to get out of there- the effort to close the private chats was too much with trying to chat.
We ended up leaving that chat room with our chat moved to MSN after exchanging screen names. He answered every question that I asked. I couldn't believe that men liked doing that anal sex with a woman wearing a toy as if she was a man. I couldn't believe that they begged for it, I couldn't believe that they could actually have more intense orgasms from that type of sex. OMG how ignorant was I?!
And here I thought I knew all there could be to know about a man. You mean there is more to the male orgasm?! Well, being an inquisitive person from the beginning, an experimenter, trying new or odd things out with guys, always asking how that was or how this other thing felt when I did it this way instead of that way...blah blah blah..I was absolutley shocked and so turned on at the whole idea of it. I couldn't wait to chat with him again. The information was compelling, profound, my insides were boiling for anything more on this subject. I was hot for this.
The final frontier...to boldly go where no man has gone before? (no, I'm not a trekkie) There were men in this world that were letting the exit door get used for entry?! I mean other than gay men? I was very curious and wanted to know everything. I mean everything. I wanted to get a strap on harness, and a cock..and a man to play with! Well, as much as I wanted and wanted- where would I ever find a man like that? To admit that he'd like that- wouldn't he be afraid to be considered gay? HOW do you meet someone like that and where? I really wanted to wear a cock and fuck with it.
I was not having much luck finding a participant (not knowing where to look wasn't helping). I got so impatient that I decided that maybe owning the equipment might speed things along. I bought a harness, and one attachment, and owned it for at least 8 months before I got into talking to someone, seriously, and someone who was in my state. I met a guy on an adult dating site that was into some unusual stuff. Unusual for me, then. Turn ons for me, nonetheless. He was into the stockings, the panties, the strap on idea. (I had recently to that time found Literotica as well so I was finding a lot of other kinks I was interested in.) He'd never had strap on but had a girl in his past that was always wanting to use a dildo or a double dildo with him. He let her play and experiment but never was a strap on used, so the idea was appealing to us both and we each ended up being each others 'first' with the strap on. The experience is written about in my story...and in my perspective.
From there, it's been no turning back. I thought, for a time, that I could maybe 'give up' that part of me- way in the beginning...you know 'take it or leave it' while it was still so new and undiscovered to me for a possible [love] interest that was other than my first strap on guy...but...I've decided that this is in my core and my gut. No matter how stressed I am, out of cycle with my desires, focused on real life stuff but can't be sexual or sensual... the strap on threads of Literotica call me back to lurk, read, or post if I have something to chime in on....all the while still keeping my eyes open for that one partner that makes me burn in my core for him and fits me to no end, I still seek that trust and intimacy...sure I have play partners that I have great times with at whatever level things are with them, we have trust, some level intimacy, communication..but there's no permanence. We use each other to get what we need until the next best things comes for each of us. I'm still holding my breath waiting...and still holding out on the best that a guy can get from me. It's going to take a man that knows how to make a woman feel just like a woman to get that.
In the meantime, I've been practicing. Gaining confidence. Learning.
Oh...So was it my partners idea? Didn't have one at the time..still don't. It's my idea, my kink, my desire, my rhythm.
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