Fulfilling Your Sexual Needs Without Hesitation Does Not Make You A Slut
By Sasha Corrie
After he climbed off of me, he started asking what I wanted him to make me for breakfast in the morning. It was 4 A.M. , I was still a little drunk and I had to be at work by 9:30, I knew there was no way I’d be staying for breakfast. He’s a sexy Venezuelan, with an adorable accent and a constant swarm of girls following him around. The sex was good, really good. The only issue with having sex with a foreigner is that they can’t understand whatever I’m mumbling in bed, resulting in the constant “What?” “Never mind,” conversation.
My intentions were not to have sex with him, because I had slept with someone else earlier in the week. It happened anyway, shit happens I guess. I climbed out of bed quietly around 8:45, kissed him and told him we’d talk later. I knew we wouldn’t. I started my 5 block walk home on a beautiful Sunday morning and thought about why this was called the “Walk of Shame.”
If he were walking home from my house would it still be considered a walk of shame? When he told his roommates where he slept they’d praise him, ask him how it was and talk about me like I’m disposable, right? Why can’t I do the same? Why do I have to think of ways to justify my actions? I just wanted a good lay dammit. I don’t need another reason than that if he doesn’t. I enjoy sex just as much as any guy does. A study showed that on average women only orgasm from sex 1 in 4 times. It also says men orgasm on average every time they have sex. Clearly we should be having sex 4x as much as men. Only half kidding.
Lets cut the bullshit though. If I want to have sex, I shouldn’t have to play hard to get. Why do I have to respect my body if men don’t? What the fuck does ‘respecting your body’ even mean? From now on I vow to not call myself a slut, instead I will love myself for fulfilling my sexual needs without hesitation. I will love myself for not giving a shit about societal gender stereotypes. Lets fuck.