So the other day a counselor friend of mine was sharing with me the tale of a newly married couple who visited due to infertility issues. During their initial visit, the counselor inquired about their medical history and baby making techniques. Wonderful. This is why I do not do couple’s counseling.
He learned that his inexperienced couple did not know that an ejaculation was required to conceive a child.
Who is that stupid?
Sex is like riding a bike. You mount, pedal, get speed going, achieve balance and boom..you’re doing it.
I just about busted a gut when my counselor friend attempted to sell this unbelievable story to me. My friend reminded me of my tale of a recently incarcerated check cashing moron who attempted to end it all by drowning in a cop shop public toilet. Ok, there are some weird-assed urban myths in the psychological industry.
This couple thought, due to bad theology, horrible parents who never had “the talk”, a secondary education offered at home without sex ed, that penetration was all that was needed to conceive. Wow. Good thing Adam and Eve instinctively knew more that this couple or there’d be plenty of prime real estate in the garden with no buyers.
Apples to apples Adam and eve knew penetration was act one not the entire show.
I get that a couple due to upbringing and faith perspectives can be misinformed about such matters of procreation.
I took a couple of how to classes at Home Depot before I remodeled my bathroom. Learning techniques and knowing the proper tools to use and how to use them makes any job doable and enjoyable.
Perhaps the married couple may have never seen the act of love-making simulated on a tv show or movie. Then porno, the true instruction manual, is out of the question in terms of ever being viewed.
Even with no reference point, no kind of instruction, is not the bumping and grinding, the motion of the ocean, almost inherent? Natural? Instinctual?
I have never had ball room dancing class; yet I can dance. Sort of. I bump and grind. Just turn on tunes and I start jamming. I look like that gopher from CADDYSHACK but it is still dancing. The white man’s over-bite is my dance move.
It’s natural, instinctual.
Just like how I make love.