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I used to think that you had to have sex in hospital. I knew it was how you got babies and you did it in bed and hospitals had lots of beds. Logical, I think :-)
Around the age of six my best friend and I were pondering what sex was. I came up with the explanation that we both decided was the truth-----that sex was a guy sticking a Q-tip up his butt and then sticking the same one up the girl's butt. Naturally when the girl had the baby, it came out her butt too. (I didn't know we had vaginas. I just used to think that everything down there was your butt.)
When I was 5 me and my best friend believed that when we were asleep a man from Mexico named Jessie would come and put us into boxes and give us sex changes.
A friend of mine, staying overnight, told me how he felt he was making progress with the sex thing. He said that his orgasm would last for half a second or so, but that he felt it was starting to take longer.
It turned out that he believed that he had to cum during the entire act of love!
He 14 then and went on to study biology.
the man looks at the woman. sperm are invisible and they fly through the air like a ghost through his clothes, through the air, though her clothes where they get to her and make a baby. this can take place even if they're standing across the street from eachother, sperm are very fast and clever. i don't know why i thought this. it seemed the only logical way for the sperm to get to the woman, how else would they get there??
i thought that everytime you masturbated santa could read the dirty thoughts in your mind = P and the only way to stop him finding out was to put a blanket over your head (even when it was hot!)I believed in santa till i was 11. That was an aweful lot of hot summer nights.
My little sister argued with me when she was about 14/15 that "floor play" was what people did before moving to the bed.
My husband of 25 years believed that if a man and woman saw each other naked they HAD to have sex. I think he still believes it.
When I was about 8, my older brother had an adult magizine. At the time he was 16. I asked him what the people in it were doing, he said "They're having sex" I didn't know what that was, so I asked him. He told me to ask Mum and Dad. I asked Dad what sex was and he said "Ask your Mum" So I did. I said "Mum what's sex?" She told me it's when a little man gets into your underwear. So later that day my little brother, who was 4, stuck his Lego man in my shirt. It went into my pants, I went up to my Mum and said "Mum, Johnny made me have sex!" Of course my Mum said "WHAT?!" and I told her he dropped a Lego man in my pants and she sat me down and explained to me what sex really was.
Until being correctly informed, I never knew that girls could 'cum', so when hearing the line "creaming over tough guys" in a song, i assumed that the girls just got out cans of whipped cream and squited them over the men! How embarrassed I was when i suggested we do this at a party!
When I was 7 or 8, my first real exposure to the concept of homosexuality came to me by watching the movie "Norman... Is That You?" on TV, starring Redd Foxx. Somehow, I got the idea that Foxx's son was worried his father would think the son was gay, when really he wasn't, he was just the "real man" in a relationship with a gay man. In other words, I thought that gay men were men who wished they were women, and so they liked straight men; and because of this, a straight man could be in love with a gay man, but not be gay himself.
I know. That's what you get from learning life lessons from TV.
When I was around 10 my mother walked in on me mastrubating and let out a loud gasp. She ran out of the room and I, not sure what had upset her, went after her because I was worried. She proceeded to give me a long lecuture about the fact that "mastrubation" was perfectly natural, saying that she was glad I was mastrubating because it meant I was normal...I kept wondering why she was talking to me about this.
it wasn't until 20 minuites into the discussion that I figured out the "mastrubation" was the word for what I had been doing.
Before then I thought mastrubation was called "riding" and that it was called that because you were boucing up and down like you were riding a horse. Natuarally, I thought that's why people liked horses so much, and why women were always dreaming about riding off on a white horse with their knight in shining armor.
My friend was more precocious than I was in his interest in sex (though not much better informed), and he told me that when men and women had sex, they used a rubber. He wasn't sure exactly what it was, but I assumed it was some kind of appliance without which sex could not be done, since I couldn't imagine how any body parts that we boys had could have any physical correspondence with what girls had. Obviously, then, the rubber was the thing that would accomplish the hookup required to make a baby.
So one day I was downstairs in my grandma's old farmhouse, and I saw a box of what I now know to be milking machine parts, the long black rubber things you slip over the cow's teats for milking. They looked uncomfortably stiff, but since they had an opening about the proportion of a penis, I figured that was the rubber my friend had told me about! I was always really curious about the things, but carefully avoided looking at them when grandma was around, and certainly didn't ask any questions about them. (I also wondered why grandpa and grandma needed a set of four of them.)
when i was about 6, i announced to my entire extended family at christmas that my 'girlfriend' wanted to hump me. i was delighted that she would want to do that, although at the time i certainly didnt believe that humping was something that would cause such shock amongst my family.
When I was about 8 my older sister told me that they had caught a boy in their class "playing with himself" (I had NO clue what this meant and assumed the kid and no friends). The she tells me that from then on they called him "Masterbater". Still clueless,I heard this as Master Bater and assumed he was a rich kid with no friends. For years had this image of a Master Bater who was very dapper, well-dressed with a top hat, cane, and shiny black shoes, and could't understand why anyone wouldn't want to play with him too!
When I was younger, my older brother always used to ask me If I had 'Shot my seed' yet, and I didn't know what he was talking about. When one day I found out about masturbation I spent 3 hours in my bathroom trying to 'Shoot my seed' when I didn't shoot a seed (I was expecting a little black seed), but in fact shot out something else, I went crying to my brother because I thought mine was broken. He still takes the piss now.
when I was 12 or 13 I masturbate for the first time by recomendation of my friends, according to them it was going to be like a water hose cumming because it was going to be the very first time, so I had to masturbate facing the back of the toilet and with music so my parents wont listen the very powerfull action to happen.
Of course, it wasnt true, beside the pain I was feeling, my huge worry was my sperm going in the flush, I tought my sperm will transform in to babyes in the drainage and will find the way back to find their daddy, I was horrofied!!!!
I got my drain pregnant!!!
it was until 15 years old I finally understood that will never happen.
I used to believe that erections were something that happened entirely randomly, and so if you wanted to have sex you had to just wait around for one to happen.
I shudder to think that I used to believe that oral contraceptives were taken so that ladies wouldn't get pregnant if a man came in her mouth.
I used to think that spam was semen so I was very confused when people talked about buying it in tins.