I want your opinions (all six of you)

I demand some interaction from my massive readership... I realise that I'm a bit of a mong when it comes to the layout of the blog but hey... computers and I don't get on that well..

I also realise I'm a bit of a lazy moo when it comes to posting...

Anywho I had given up on this blog untill I started thinking about this bloke I shagged years ago...

I was chatting with a mate on facebook recently, (indulging in my hobby of Re-evaluating my sexual history) about this guy we knew when we were in the army. Well actually I shagged him a few times but..

Anywho he was a pretty terrific bloke and pretty shit hot in bed, he'd said at the beginning he wasn't looking for a relationship but after spending a bit of time with him I was starting to think it was my loss. So after a few nights we finished on pretty good terms.

The thing about the army was that everybody knew everybody else’s business even though I asked him to be discrete I fully expected everybody to know when we got back to camp. But this guy was so secretive, and I wasn't telling anyone cause I'd broken my own rule about not shagging anyone on camp.

Anywho nearly a year later I'm drinking with some a mate and some other girls that were in same garrison and he came up in conversation, and one of them blurts out that she'd shagged him. Someone else had been making jokes about him being gay he didn't have a gf and nobody ever saw him with any women.

So then another one of my mates blurted out that she'd shagged him as well, and so on until we realised (and I know it sounds incredible) that of the 8 of us there he'd shagged 5.

Everybody said the same thing it lasted a few nights he said he didn't want a relationship and he wanted to keep it a secret. In my case he hadn't really had to encourage me cause like I said I'd always said I wouldn't shag anybody on camp.

So at first we got pissed although as we thought about it he was a good guy. Probably the only one any of us had met in the army that could keep a secret from his mated about who they were shagging. Any other bloke would have boasted to everyone he met about shagging another squaddie.

There was one slightly creepy aspect to it he was given to taking knickers as souvenirs. When he whipped mine of me (I was in a really good mood) I kind of figured they might end up in a drawer with a load of other womens but I didn't realise how big the drawer would have to be and that they would be filled with my mates.

Anywho anybody else ever come across a guy like this. Secretive not given to boasting or kiss and tell. In all the blokes I've met I never even heard of anyone like him. When I think about it now I'm even more curious...

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The results of letting my Boyfriend choose my Underwear.

I think I mentioned in a previous post that I held out on sex with my first boyfriend for a lot longer than the majority of my friends. It was kind of hard on him in a way because his previous girlfriend had been giving him all the sex he wanted (as well as all the sex several other guys wanted).

Anywho while we did various other stuff there was no vaginal or oral sex (or god forbid anal) for the first year of our relationship, but I tried to do various other things with him mainly masturbation, once he understood the whole 'no sex' rule I tried to be as accommodating as I could to him. Not so much out of kindness as the fact that half the girls in the school were sniffing around him.

So one of the things I ended up doing was wearing this Horrible Thong he'd bought me. It was just what a teenage boy would buy, I mean what little there was of it seemed to be designed to cause maximum discomfort, plus since to a high school student it cost a lot of money he wanted to get the maximum use out of it, so instead of just wearing it when we were snogging I'd end up having to wear it to school most days.

We used have a routine where we'd meet up in this spot before school, the first thing he'd do when he got my hand up my skirt was feel for the Thong rather than try to finger me, and he used get so disappointed when I wasn't wearing it.

I used to end up handwashing the fucking thing at night, I was wearing it that often plus I was too embarrassed to put it in the wash.

There was one slightly positive experience at that point, I was changing one day and one of the girls started taking the piss out of it saying it was slutty, I just shrugged it off and said it was a gift from my bf, when I looked around I realized she was jealous, like I said not many teenage boys were in the habit of buying undies for their girlfirends.

After a while I got in another routine. After we met in the morning before school I used just nip to the toilet and get the fucking thing off, whatever the funny feeling off going commando it was a pure relief compared to having to wear what felt like a wire web, I think it actually formed my preference for not wearing knickers.

On a stranger and more sentimental note when I joined the army he of course insisted of my bringing it with me. I thought I'd be embarrassed if anybody saw it, but compared to the choice of underwear a lot of the girls in my troop wore it fit right in.

I got kind of teary one night, I'd had a shitty day I missed home I missed my bf, I put it on when I went to bed and I felt better......

If Knickers Don't Serve An Obvious Function.. Then Why Bother?

I do wear knickers but either out of a since of asthetic i.e. because I think they look nice or when I'm wearing a trousers and so they're a barrier layer.

It's slightly funny that it's called going commando because when I was in the army for and on deployment I did actually always wear knickers under my combats or more typically mens boxers cause they were cheaper and more practical.

Men could get away with going commando because male hygine is different, I had female mates that would try it sometimes arguing that it was better to wear baggy combats and no knickers because it was easier to casually clean your crotch with wet wipes, but I always found that the best way of avoiding getting nasty UTI's that women on deployment are really susceptible to.. is to constantly change knickers every chance you get. Give the old pair a quck rinse with whatever water you got to hand and then shove them next to your skin to dry, that way you could get away with changing 3 or 4 times a day. (it was actually the same concept with socks)

Anywho sorry if that's a tedious description but it was the result of years of careful study on my part... and I just thought I'd share seeing as what I wrote about in my previous post.

In my civvey clothes I prefer not to wear knickers with a skirt provided it's long enough to hide my bits... It feels better and with a skirt the knickers don't serve any real purpose anyway...

What's a pair of Knickers between friends?

I've been bad, blogs take discipline and I knew I'd struggle getting into a routine anywho.. I've been thinking again about weird sexual experiences I've had. Not actual sex but occassions when sex stuck its head in and fucked everything up. Quasi sexual is that a term lol. So rather than just let stuff gather dust in my head here's one.

On an army exercise years ago, myself and a guy I was good mates with spent two weeks living out of a truck at the edge of the exercise area. Anyway normaly in a mixed sex unit sending one guy and one woman out by themselves just wouldn't happen.(There should have been three of us but no matter...) But he was a pretty level guy and I had a reputation for not shagging guys I worked with so we were considered safe.

I'll say right now nothing sexual happened, we got on really well. Its hard to live in close quarters with the opposite sex, but he was really considerate. In other situations like that I'd usually shoot away in the morning to get changed and washed with whatever privacy I could get. But with him I could get changed in the back of the truck and trust him completley to keep his back turned.

So when on exercise you don't have access to a laundry and as theres only a finite amount of spare clothes you can pack, so basically you wear the same shirt trousers and jacket all the time and all you change is your bra, knickers and t-shirt. Bras in particular are total sweat magnets and you get really icky rashes if you're not careful.

Anywho typically I'd wear mens boxers rather than knickers, because, they were cheap, I didn't want my own being ruined and I could wear them like shorts for modestys sake. So in the moring I'd tell K to turn his back then once I changed my undies and t-shirt I'd tell him he could turn around.So i'd potter around in my t-shirt and boxers for a bit cause all my bits were safely covered. Occassionally as well if we were just going to be waiting in the truck I'd discreetly slip my bra off just for a few hours comfort. Anyway this one morning rather than change into boxers I changed into an old set of knickers I had, they were girly and pink but not provocative. The reason being my period was due to start and the boxers didn't really work with pads.

Anywho if you've stuck with this long rambling story untill now I'll get to the point. What happened next was the one time in my life that a mans called me a slut in all seriousness. I stood up to put my trousers on and he just went ape shit, saying that I couldn't just traipse around dressed that way, that I was trying to provoke him etc etc then the slut word appeared.

So I went crazy then we were both sitting in the back of a truck in the middle of nowhere. Anyway after a while we both calmed down I thought he might apologize, he didn't. So we had another 5 days of uncomfortable silence. In the future I made sure he didn't see me in any underwear boxers or knickers. the whole thing just left me shaken.

I totally fell out with guy, I should have left it to cool down and then talked about it. To be honest he never discussed it with anybody else either cause its the type of thing that a gossip hungry unit would have loved. I can kind of guess his thinking, one minute I'm an honorary bloke next minute 'oh no' she's a girl again.

Anywho its weird actually writing it out has brought back details I'd forgotten.