sex

My father had a rather generous belly when I was young, one which made quite a lot of noise. As I would lay my head upon his stomach, listening raptly, he would inform me how long before the puppies arrived. I was nearly eight years old before I discovered that dad did not have puppies brewing within!

At the age of 35, my aunt used to take her tampon off every time she needed to pee, because she believed evrything came out of the same place. My mom told me that she had casually referred to this in the hospital, after she delivered her second child. My grandfather, who is a doctor, was terribly embarassed.

When I was growing up until I learned the facts of life at about age 12 I believed that women had their periods by sweating blood out of their butts. Don't ask!

When I was a little girl, my mother told me that my cousin was an "accident." I couldn't figure out how a couple had sex accidentally, so I assumed that while the couple was sleeping, the man's penis could "sniff out" a woman's menstrual blood, and unbeknownst to either partner, engage in sexual intercourse. Thus, my cousin was an "accident."

When I was very young, my mom tried to have the birds and bees talk with me. She told me that when two people have sex, the man puts his part in the woman, but he gets it back. So for the longest time, I thought it actually broke off and he put it inside the woman and left it there for a few days, then he'd take it back and stick it back on somehow.

When I was 4 or 5, I thought women had babies by themselves as a matter of course--no daddy needed. I also believed I would join the United States Air Force. I kept asking my mom what would happen if I had my baby while I was in the Air Force. She kept answering, "well, they wouldn't let you stay in the Air Force, would they?" I cried in frustration, because it just wasn't fair: If the baby came along while I was serving my country, they shouldn't throw me out!

I used to believe that you could get pregnant by having an orgasm - even if you had it whilst on your own. After having my first orgasm (on my own) I was scared to death.

For some strange reason, I used to believe that being raped just meant being told to take off your clothes. I thought, that would not be so bad, as long as you asked them nicely to do it.

The mom of one of my close friends growing up always craved oranges when pregnant. She was sure, and convinced the rest of her girl friends, that oranges could make you pregnant. Sad to say we worried about that till freshman year of high school. We were late bloomers!

When in Sex Education class a girl ask "can you get pregnant by giving head (blowjob)". She was 14 now 15.

i used to think that women get huge tummies because it means they are going to get a baby...n how the baby comes???well when the tummy is about to blow up God and the angels will come to her bed and leave a baby by her side...and angels will do magic and make her tummy flat again

I was a kid before sex education was in school. I thought sex was french kissing and since my mother told me that kissing would lead to pregnancy, I figured you got pregnant by kissing.

This belief lasted for far too long--til I was about 15, but I did finally catch on when I had a boyfriend!

As a child I saw the illustrated issue of "Life" on sex & embryo development. Seeing the child pictured within the mother's womb made sense but the shape of the womb was like that of a lamb chop. Therefore, I believed that the baby formed in a lamb chop within the mother.

A lady friend reported that as a child when she was sent to the bakery to get a seeded rye on the way home she would eat all the seeds off the top believing that was how she would get a baby (which she wanted thinking it as more of a doll than a baby).

I asked my Mom how She and Dad decided to have me as a baby. She said, "Oh, we just knew", and changed the subject (i,e; I was unexpected). So, for years after that, I just thought grownups would look at each other, raise one eyebrow, and bam, the woman was pregnant. Then I deduced from that, that if I followed a girl around at school long enough, she would become pregnant.

When I was in sixth grade, I had snuck a medical book down from my parents' shelf to find out about girls' parts. Lo and behold, when I went to lunch the following day at school, I said to my friend "Jeff! Jeff! Girls have THREE holes! THREE of 'em!" Some of the guys at the lunch table looked at each other and said "No way!" and waved me off. Some of the girls looked at me as if I were nuts.