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One Bisexual-Pansexual Woman’s Journey in Sex

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This is the poetry of my story. I am a Pansexual Cis Woman. I’m writing it to educate and support others. It is not “the norm,” it is not how you should look at your Bisexual niece. It is one possible path to take as a Pansexual human, and it is my adventure.

My friend asked me to write an article about sex. Me, now, in a happily exclusive relationship with a woman, after years of experiencing a broad spectrum of sexual adventure, fun, disappointment, pain, and pleasure.

What do I have to write about now? I’m having the best sex of my life now, in my late 30’s, with one woman, who would want to read about that?

Well, I will start with this. I am the textbook Bisexual stereotype your parents warned you about. Good girl on the outside, bad girl after work. All genders have been welcomed in sex with me for many years. My vulva is a wonderland.

I’ve since calmed my jets and settled down by choice, mind you, not by default. I didn’t feel like it was “time” to be with one person, I truly want to be now. I’ve tasted the rainbow, and really don’t want to risk bad sex or incompatibility with new partners anymore.

I started engaging in sex acts at the tender age of 14.  This was pre-Bill Clinton when oral sex wasn’t really sex, and where I was technically still a virgin because a penis didn’t get in until I was 17.  I was Catholic, of course, riddled with guilt, but easily absolved.  I enjoyed physically connecting with others to get a soul connection, to get to know someone.

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I was starving for love and attention, and my body just plain enjoyed sex. My body is beautifully arranged in slender curves, and I was always worshipped for that.

Sex, love, attention, was more fun for me than any sport, party, or food, and I was involved in everything in school.

I was a good student, active in my artistic activities, well spoken, well-rounded, and friendly.

I am University-educated, degreed, talented, and brilliant, and I’ve enjoyed a well-rounded, and expansive sex life for over two decades.

Sex is not a bad word for any gender. I am proud of my endeavors, will no longer call myself a “slut” to reclaim the word. I am a person. I am an empowered woman, who has enjoyed over 100 lovers with no regrets.

Yes, I am also a stereotypical 1 in 3 women who has been molested, raped, abused, mistreated, misunderstood, not taken seriously. And over the years I’ve used the negative lessons to teach me, strengthen me, but not harden my heart.

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Don’t use those past life events to judge me. “Well no wonder she is…” NO. I am fully responsible for my choices in life, in sex, with my partners. And it’s been quite a ride.  I am a whole, perfect, complete human, and I have loved and still love sex to this day. Men, Women, Trans, Genderfluid, Non-Binary, Asexual, etc, I have and I still love You all.

Group sex, threesomes, toys, outdoors, indoors, parties, and yes, marriage, divorce, polyamory, BDSM. I’ve lied, cheated, stolen, been amazing, said I’m sorry, forgiven, evolved, I’ve been the abuser. I’ve been the victim.

Sex is a powerful force, and an enjoyable natural part of life.

My sex life is amazing with one lady human now, and it feels just as magical as all the circus parties of my life. I’m honest, vulnerable, and intimate. I’m intense, loud, angry, and a lamb.

I am still Pansexual, even though I am planning to spend my life with One beautiful Woman. I am in a healthy relationship, and that makes sex best for me, but I’m also the most accepting human on the planet, so if others live it differently, it’s more than okay, it’s YOUR journey. Live it. Enjoy it.

Forgive 1,000 times, it’s worth it, and don’t ever ever give up on yourself, life, and People.

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