The Wheels of Change

Finally! I received my first emailed question with permission to use it on the site! I’m so ridiculously excited because now it makes me think at least one person is coming to my site regularly! Now if I can just get some comments and more emails!

Anyways, here goes it:

Dear An-Y,

I really like your site, it’s pretty cool. My question is about my boyfriend. We’ve been together for 9 months now and I really love him. I’m a senior in high school and he’s in college as a freshman. We’ve been having sex for about a month now. We lost our virginity to each other. I’ve started to really like it and now I’d like to do more than just the typical missionary position and move past that. I just don’t know what to do. I think he’s to scared to just start switching it up unless I take the initiative and do it myself. Any exciting or cool ideas you have for me would be awesome. Also, I’d like to start doing really cute things for him in the bedroom. He has his own dorm room, so I can be creative when I got visit him, but I have no good ideas! Please help! I’m worried if I don’t keep his interest he’ll find a college girl because we’re an hour apart!
Thanks, *Lost in Ohio*

Dear *Lost in Ohio*,
Well first of all, thank you for being numero uno on asking a question! You’re the greatest! And thanks for complimenting me on my site thus far! Well, first of all, you should keep in mind, you’re only an hour apart. That’s not horrible especially since you’re a senior and old enough to drive to see each other every weekend or so. But, here it goes, there are so many possibilities you can do in this situation. You are still pretty new to sex, so I wouldn’t suggest doing anything TOO crazy, but either way, I understand wanting to explore a lot more now. I think at first, you should just try and take the initiative, like you’d said, and take over. Get things going slowly and build up to sex. Then, get on top and have him lie down and sort of kiss him all over. Then, you can have sex on top. It’s not as scary as it may seem the first time, but it may take a couple times to really get the rhythm down. Generally, it’s good to tell him to hold your hips and move them in a way it feels good for him and then go from there. If you want to get a little more adventurous then, head his way with a long coat on and underneath wear some cute lingerie. when he comes to the door, either barely open your coat or wait until you get inside and just take it off. Without saying a word, you can just start touching him or give him a slow little strip tease. I did that for an ex of mine when I went to visit him and it made him go crazy. Eventually, you’ll find that new positions just sort of happen. Sometime you may tell him playfully, that you want him to do you from behind. Just bend over or get on all fours and spread your legs. He can insert from behind and see how you both like that. There is a never ending list to the ideas and different things you can try. Just be adventurous and do what feels good to you and what you think he’d like. My current boyfriend loves fishnets. He’d never had sex with a girl while she was wearing them and the first time I did, he went wild. Now he loves it and I put them on every once in awhile to spice it up. Also, something simple like wearing a skirt and leaving it on while you have sex with him can drive some men crazy. When you are out at a party or just out in general you can whisper to him that you want to take him back to the bed and do something crazy with him. Little things make a huge difference. Another idea would be to have sex somewhere you haven’t. I get the feeling you’ve only had sex in his or maybe your bed, going out to a secluded area and having sex in the car is always exciting. You never know if you’ll get caught, so it’s pretty thrilling in that sense. I think that covers most of the ideas racing in my head right now. Don’t be afraid to try something new if you’re comfortable with it. Also, don’t do something just to try and keep him so he won’t leave you, make sure you’re doing it because you care for him or for yourself in general. I’m sure you’re amazing and that he knows that. These little things you can do can just reinforce how great you really are! Hope this helps ya, email me if you have any more questions!

Love ya,
An-Y

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Well, finally I’ve answered a real email and not had to blabber about what I can think of! I’d also like to note that I think I’ll be starting a “Top 13″ list every Monday (13 is my lucky number, that’s why! haha). I want to do some funny, some serious, just a list in general of my comments on certain things. The above question could definitely work as an example in doing a top list of ideas to spice up a sex life or top 13 list of deal breakers a man can say in the middle of a date (for a funny one)! If you have any ideas on a subject I could do, email me! I also want to do some more sort of routine things along with my blogs and giving advice. I hope more and more come read this and I can make a good impact on at least a few people.

Again, Love to all!

*An-Y*

The Need To Be Grown

I faintly remember what it was like to be 13 years old, but I do remember. It was only seven years ago, but feels so much longer. At 13 years old I was in 7th grade, trying to understand what it meant to be a woman. Hormones began to rage and the need to see cute boys and to have that first real boyfriend was growing. I had classmates that had “boyfriends” and “girlfriends” from 4th grade they were still “dating”. It is so funny how dating was viewed then. At my age now, you generally see someone for awhile and usually end up doing some things sexually before you’re even officially dating, but in those days, that five word question was all it took to jump start a relationship. “Will you be my girlfriend (or boyfriend)?”. Then the next thing you’d know, you’d start sitting together at lunch, holding hands and eventually you’d hit the point you would kiss. So nerve racking! I remember my first boyfriends in 6th grade that I would eat lunch with, and hold hands with and things of that nature. One lasted about a month (a real milestone) and the other was probably a couple weeks. It was cute, it was innocent. Then I found what I would have sworn then, was my first love. He was a sophomore while I was still in 8th grade and I thought I was a real star doing that! We held hands and we had that first real kiss. That one was on and off for about six months and then he left me for my then best friend. It was tragic, let me tell ya. Anyways, you’re probably trying to figure out why the hell I’m reminiscing about junior high “love”. I’m just pointing out that at that age, my relationships were pure innocence. And I guess I really thought things were still like that. I know girls in grade school and junior high and even high school that I can’t imagine having sex or even thinking about having sex! But, apparently, things have changed. I hear young girls, no older than 13 that are having sex! Some of them are even talking about having threesomes and being double penetrated by their male friends! What has happened to the world? I want to tell these girls to stop trying to grow up so quickly. This is one reason why I love giving advice to other girls of all ages. I want to try to give REAL, INFORMED advice to these girls from an older, but not old girl. I’m only 20 and I’ve been there and done that on many things. I’ve probably dated every type of man you can dream of even: the cheater, the drunk/cheater, the too sensitive one, the after break-up psycho stalker, etc. I’ve been blinded by supposed young love, I’ve been betrayed, I’ve lived on my own, I’ve dated older and younger and I’ve been through some rough things as a woman in general. I just wish these girls would think before they act and not think that growing up is this glamorous thing! My life is a lump of bills I can’t pay, college work that piles up, and a full time job chalk full of stress. I have a great boyfriend that I live with, but there are definitely times that I just don’t know what to do because I’m so stressed. So growing up is just plain difficult at times so I just wish these young kids would realize youth is a jewel. Being young and just riding a bike is a great memory. Stay young as long as you can!!!!!!

That’s all for now kids, Email me

An-Y

Tragic.

I’m 20 years old. I’m in college. And I can’t even imagine being in the middle of a boring class that you’re just counting the minutes down in and all of a sudden, this horrible, psychotic man comes in with a gun that you’ve never met before. And his intention is to murder you, for nothing that you actually did. I can’t even explain how that would feel. I have nothing more to say about this, other than, it makes me cry because it’s so sad. It’s so wrong. It’s so tragic. My heart and my emotion goes to the entire school, the families of the wounded and dead and of course, the actual students that lost their lives because this kid had emotions that were inside of him that caused him to kill someone else.

That Old Familiar Feeling

Hello again! Well, today I’m going to get a little personal and just sort of write.

Last night I had a dream. In this dream, I was with my current boyfriend and it was set up in any day now. Anyways, it involved a friend of mine and I going out to a cafe to eat and hang out. Let’s call my friend J. So J and I are just sitting there and this guy walks up that works there to talk to us. Turns out that I’d met him previously. (It was one of those guys, however, that you have no idea who they are in real life, a mysterious face in a dream.) So, here we are and J had to run out and talk on his phone to his girlfriend. Mystery man and I keep talking and he makes me laugh, makes me smile a lot in general and just give me butterflies. He has to walk away for a minute and I said, “Make sure you talk to me a little before I leave.” A bunch of people then walk in and between us, he reaches his hand out and grabs my hand and says, “Wait for me for two minutes and I’ll give you twenty minutes of undivided attention afterwards.” As he had grabbed my hand, I felt that rush and those butterflies you feel the first time the person you have a crush on touches you affectionately. Just then, J came in and he had to leave. And then I woke up.

When I woke up, I laid there a minute and just watched my boyfriend sleep. He’s everything to me. I love him more than I can express. But sometimes, I miss that feeling. That rush you have in the beginning of a relationship. That rush is amazing when you first hold the hand of your latest crush and when they walk away from you, you can’t help but smile the whole time. Every once in awhile, when you’re in a long term relationship, you miss that. To realize that you probably just had your last first kiss is insane. Once you strip away that need to impress them and that need to be mysterious, you have left this type of relationship you’re comfortable with completely. It is pretty amazing, but it can be monotomous. That’s life I guess. Just remember, once you find that great relationship that you want for the rest of your life, you have to make it fun. You have to keep excitement around and you have to have time for yourself still. If you live together, it is so important to have you time also and it’s okay to have your own separate pieces of life that enjoy. That’s all for now, until next time.

An-Y

Judgement Day

How much do I love meeting people? Every new person I meet gives me a new insight on life. Early today I met this woman who seemed to have it all. She works for a MAJOR company and had moved up since she started a mere two years ago. Now this woman is making six figures a year and wearing gorgeous dress suits and jewelry. She seemed happy. She has a brand new BMW. She has this cute little Yorky puppy that she adores and this seemingly perfect life. The kicker was that she’s 30 and I’m not kidding looks 21 years old. No wrinkles anywhere near her face, perfect figure, perfect stature. It’s amazing how much you assume things when you meet people like her. I figured she has this amazing job and this perfect life. In my job, I meet all sorts of people and I generally get to talk to them for long periods of time. Her and I started out in some small talk and she ended up exposing most of her life story to me. She went on to say she grew up in this 10 bedroom mansion of a home where her father was a stock broker. They lived in this nice home and went to the best schools and events possible. He put her through school and she now has a masters degree and owns her own business on the side of her career. She sounded so happy, so blessed in life. Being the human being I am, I began to resent her. I know that if I grew up that way, I could have been as happy as she was right now, I could be at the best university and not worrying about money issues. While I was daydreaming about the wonder that could be my life had I had her childhood and family, she began to cry. Out of nowhere. I was so shocked that I said, “Uh, something wrong?”, like an idiot. She said some things that made no sense under her tears and then she really started talking. To make a long story short, her father was a major adulterer. He cheated on her Mom more times than she could count and her mother knew every single time. They were open about it. As she desribed it, it sounded like her Mother was more of a housekeeper and nanny than anything to the family. Her father and her brothers were convinced that her and their mother were just women anyways and had no authority. Down the road, this woman was the only one of her and her 5 brothers that was accepted into college. Her father paid the way in for her brothers, but she attended Brown University and ended up with a 4.0 the whole way. She became Daddy’s little girl in his eyes, but she never forgave him for the past. By this point in the story, my mouth had dropped. This seemingly perfect family had more issues than most people probably ever knew. Then it seemed to get worse. Due to her childhood and her parent’s relationship, she actually swore off men. She wouldn’t even date in high school. At one point she attempted to seek a lesbian relationship because she despised men so much. She learned she didn’t have sexual or emotional ties to women in that way. So she started dating in college. She dated the wrong men, the right men and even a possible “the one” man and she turned all of them away. The longest relationship she’d had was with the possible “the one” man and that lasted a mere three months. He said he loved her, she was too scared to love him and broke it off. She’d regretted it ever since. As the story went on, I learned her insecurities, her trials and everything else. She hadn’t had this easy life everyone would think as they look at her from afar. After our talk, she walked away and I sat in awe. This woman walked away with a smile on her face and that perfect walk she had. Just like that, she threw the wall back up and she was super woman. I’ll never forget her. I’ll never forget the lesson she taught me, never assume anything, you have NO idea what someone else has been through or gone through in their life. This is why gossip is so wrong. This is why people are misjudged everyday and you could have missed out a true friendship or a true love. It’s amazing how someone can surprise you. And how new friendships can spring out of a talk that came out of nowhere. I’ll be thinking about her tonight and hoping she knows that I feel for her and if no one else does, I understand her and respect her.

Just had to share that little story. It was quite an interesting night, definitely gives you something to think about….

Until next time, Email me with any topics or questions!,

An-Y

Easter Wishes and Goodbye Kisses

First off, Happy Easter everyone! I hope yours was much more eventful than mine has been thus far.

When I decided upon opening this new blog I had high hopes for its future. I still do, I mean, this is day two only haha. Anyways, since I don’t have many readers or any at all that I know of, I’m going to take a question I was posed with earlier by a friend and act as if someone had asked me in an email or something. (Note: I’m not trying to say this is to be an advice blog, but it can be. I just want to give an honest, woman’s opinion on certain issues, I think it can be beneficial.) I do plan on presenting regular blog things here also.

Q: My girlfriend of a year and two months broke up with me three weeks ago. At first, I was real upset, she said she needed to not see me for awhile. We have the same friends now and it’ll be hard. Anyways, her Mom was out of town a few nights ago and we ran into each other at the gas station. She asked me what I was doing, I said nothing but that I’d like to talk. So I went to her place. We talked awhile. I got upset and honestly started crying. She was upset too and we ended up kissing. One thing led to another and we fooled around a little bit. Afterwards, I felt like she wanted me to leave and I did. Now, she won’t answer my calls and when I’d left, I clearly was smiling and happy and thought good things, whereas she was just kind of like, okay thanks, bye. What the hell?

A: Okay, are you ready for the most honest answer I can give you, she got what she wanted. She doesn’t want to get back with you. She was done a long time ago, (I knew this for a fact since I know them in real life). Now this doesn’t exactly make her a bad person, but she was horny. She was used to having you there to please her whenever the hell she wanted for that long and now she nonchalantly led you to the bedroom to “talk” and you end up pleasing her? She’s a bitch for actually letting you think you had a chance again, but she was horny. She knew she’d get you to fulfill her needs if she got you in her bedroom. It was a very nasty trick. Suck in your pride and shrug it off. You have a long relationship and love to get over. If you see her again, don’t get dragged back into the mess. Tell her you know it’s best that you two aren’t alone like that. Tell her you have a thing to get to with friends, that’ll piss her off. She deserves it. Men aren’t the only ones with sexual needs. Remember that. Sex is meaningful to most girls, but you’ve seen her naked and you want her so much that she doesn’t care what happens sexually anymore. It’s sad, but that’s a raw nature that everyone has sometimes. It happens. It sucks. I’m sorry.

I basically told him that and he was so pleased with me. He called me awhile ago and he did see her. She asked what he was doing and he said he had plans with some new girls he met. Yeah, sort of jerky to do, but he said it was worth the look in her eyes. These two are barely out of high school, so that immature nature is still natural to them. Gotta admire the craziness of love…

Until next time loves,

An-Y

Female Form

Two things today, topics revolving around women….

Funny conversation was had about a week ago…someone was discussing threesomes and the girl had said she would be with a girl and a guy if she were even in one. The guy instantly accused her of being bisexual. I had to address this situation from my aspect. A reason that I and many other girls feel that two men at the same time isn’t sexy revolves around a few different ideals. First off, the male form is not all that appealing. Men, as a whole, do not have a beautiful structure. A woman on the other hand, is much more artistic to view. Secondly, two dicks inside of me at once is pretty creepy. I have no desire to have anal, been there done that, and didn’t like it. And to give another man head while trying to get fucked from behind just doesn’t work well I would think. There’s too much movement and to give head at the same time would take so much concentration that the sex wouldn’t even be good! Overall, I just don’t think two men at once would be enjoyable nor comfortable. As for the list a threesome with another woman would be sexy..first of all, the female form is beautiful. Women are beautiful. Women can look at each other and genuinely say that “She’s sexy” or “She’s attractive” and not be weirded out by that. Most straight men cannot as easily say that about another man. Half of the time I’m told by men what I see in another man as sexy is strange. And it’s not! (Why don’t men get why Johnny Depp is so fucking hot?!) Women are sexy. Breasts are sexy and interesting. Women are smooth, soft and sensual. There’s so much to love about the female form. Don’t get me wrong now, this is my first real post and believe me, I love men. I love everything about sex with a man. But if a threesome arose, I’d choose one girl and one guy any day. To kiss and feel and play with a gorgeous woman and still have a man around, sure why not? So if you ever meet a girl who shares that same emotion, understand her point of view. If you’re a straight man, this shouldn’t be difficult to get, I mean, you love women, why can’t she share some of your views?

This brings me to strip clubs. Since I was about 15 years old, I’ve been intrigued by strip clubs. More and more these days, women and couples go into them and enjoy them, but many women, I think, are still too self conscious to enter them if they actually wanted to. Why do I feel this way? Because I am one. I used to fantasize that I had the confidence to strip. I would picture this elegant gentleman’s club where the girls still had class and that I worked there. I would imagine that men would watch me and find me gorgeous and women would envy me. I know most clubs aren’t this classy, but few still do exist. I think th reason this strange thought has crossed my mind revolves around a worry that I’m unsexy and trying to believe it’d be possible to be a sexy, classy and glamourous stripper. Who knows….I know I’d never have the confidence to ever do such a thing, but a piece of me still wishes I could. To feel that sexy and to feel that confident of my body would be amazing. There’s something sensual and empowering hidden under the demeaning manor of all of it. Many women find it disgusting and demeaning, that’s your opinion, but I think in some senses, it’d be releasing. Every woman wants to feel sexy and wanted. Even married or attached women want other men to hit on them and make them feel gorgeous. That’s just human nature. Anyways, back to clubs, a lot of friends of mine have expressed their desire to enter a strip club, but they are a little nervous. I understand what they mean. You would worry to appear into it, someone may say something to you or just as a woman, being unsure how you’re supposed to act. But again, the female form is beautiful. Women are sexy, why can’t I understand that and enjoy that as much as any straight man? Who knows….

*In the future, understand that several of the straightest girls I know share all the same emotion about this, they get drunk and tell me. Why can’t someone just say these things sober and with confidence? Ah, the beauty of being anonymous, I can just sit here and say anything, haha.*

Until we meet again,
An-Y

Embrace Life

Hello world of the bored, the emotional, the expressive and the stalker. You can call me An-Y (like Annie), no that’s not my real name, but it’s easier than constantly referring to myself as Anonymous Love or Anonymously Yours. I’m in the process of getting the fabulous blog ready for the perverse and the innocent of the web. Soon, you’ll find many things here that I hope will entertain you as well as me. I plan to just let out that real emotion that life has to offer. I plan on letting anyone who reads this lay out topics they may want to hear my opinion on…basically, I’m going to remain completely anonymous. Why? I want to filter the everyday art of sugar coating or bullshit from my this here blog. When your friends read your supposed inner thoughts blogs, you lie. You don’t want to express an emotion or thought that they may criticize you for in the future. You get scared your ex’s will find it and make fun of you for something inside of it. You fear your true self will interfere with your life. I want to embrace pure emotion, pure truth and everything else inside of me that I keep secretive or mysterious most of the time. This is my project, care to join?

That’s all for now! Check back soon for MUCH more….

Email me: love.anonymously.yours@gmail.com

*An-Y*