Buy Your Own Condoms!

I asked a couple of guys where they keep their condoms after they buy them and I got some pretty interesting locations.

  • wallet
  • sock drawer
  • back pocket
  • under the mattress
  • glove compartment
  • back pack
  • under the pillow
  • friends place

As you can see, these men are not even playing about their safe sex game, they are always prepared!


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However, given the location of these condoms you might just want to reconsider who will be responsible for keeping them.  I mean, can we really trust these men to be the condom keepers?  The chances of a condom not being 100% effective after being stored in a wallet for days on end are very slim.  As for the glove compartment; imagine all that heat your car can be sometimes exposed to, it will definitely affect the condoms; next thing you’re out there having sex with your partner and it breaks and you don’t even realise it until you’re done and you have a “petticoat” on your penis.  NOT a good look, do the right thing and store your condoms in safe space that way you and your partner can both enjoy a stress free love making session.

That said, I think women need to be more liberal when it comes to buying condoms.  I know you’re reading this and thinking, ‘I could never!” but look at it this way, if shit hits the fan and you are not keeping your own condom stash chances of having unprotected sex are higher. I’ve noticed that most women who do buy condoms buy the male condoms and I don’t blame them at all.  Have you seen what a female condom looks like?  You could throw in your lipstick, mascara, lip gloss, hand mirror and even your purse spray in that condom.  Whoever made them didn’t put much thought into it.  The first time I saw it I was convinced that this was meant to be a joke!  It really looks like a plastic bag that you are expected to insert inside your vagina.  I know nothing about condom manufacturing but maybe just maybe something a little more user friendly would have been great.  I for one have never used the female condom and have no intention of doing so anytime soon!


one can’t help but wonder what women ever did to deserve this :*

I’ve had the opportunity to buy condoms a few times in the past and I’ve noticed that it seems to be a very uncomfortable experience for a lot of people.  BUT there are some benefits to going to get your own condoms;

  1. You choose the flavour you want, strawberry is that you?
  2. You can ask questions about the product from whoever is behind the counter and get them feeling embarassed for days because people generally don’t expect any questions to be asked when buying condoms.
  3. You will be in control of your sexual health because you know you aren’t about that taking risks with your vagina.

To be honest, buying condoms is both an entertaining and empowering experience that I think every woman should try out.  I’m still amazed at how people stare as if they aren’t having sex.


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To everyone reading this and thinking this woman is crazy telling us to go and buy our own condoms, tell you what…It’s better to be over-prepared than under-prepared.  The consequences of being reckless include and are not limited to sexually transmitted infections, pregnancy, stress and that’s something noone wants to go through!

Please take a second to vote on the poll and share your thoughts on who should be responsible for buying and keeping condoms.


©MaKupsy 2017


Day 18: Sex Education

Sex posts are one of my favourite things to blog about but today I won’t take you on an erotica journey, sadly for you.  Today’s challenge requires us to write about sex on the first date but I’m taking this opportunity to reshare a post I wrote 2 years ago.  Let’s talk sex education.  Are you taking steps in educating your children about sex or you are hoping they will remain virgins till the world comes to an end?  Remember you are responsible for how they perceive a lot of things, sex included, don’t wait for someone else to feed them with false information.  Today’s read will take you less than 10 minutes to enjoy, grab some popcorn it’s about to get real!


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You know that talk a child gets just before they enter their adolescent stage?  Well, I got that talk, the only difference was that mine was a very scary version.  You see, in our culture back then most parents were not very comfortable talking about sex with their children.  That job was left to the aunt but with people moving far and wide in the end your mother was left to do all the work and boy did she do a shoddy job of it.  In order to stop me from indulging in any sex her plan was to tell me stories that would stop me from even dreaming about having sex. (they worked for a while though)  I remember the day my mother sat me down to tell me how I should not have sex before I was married.  Mind you she didn’t even use the word sex; I am still to remember what term she used but I just concluded she meant sex.  She told me that if I got too close to a boy or even let him touch any part of my body her back would break.  THE HORROR!!  I didn’t even date anyone during my teen years because I was obviously scared shitless.  Why would I want a boy anywhere near me?  So that my mother’s back breaks??  That was definitely going to happen on my watch, I love my mother too much to cause her any harm!

And so I sailed through my teen years until one day a boy I fancied started writing me letters.  I was obviously excited and kept this my little secret.  I remember going for a walk with him one afternoon and then before we said goodbye he kissed me!  OH MY FREAKING GOSH!!  I was terrified!  I ran all the way home, locked myself in the bathroom and kept looking in the mirror to check if my parents would be able to tell if I had been kissed.  I was miserable for the rest of the day and when they came back from work I acted normal but my heart was pounding so hard I felt like it was going to jump right out of my throat.  The next morning and the weeks to come I woke up worried thinking my mother’s back would surely break after that kiss!  But of course nothing happened and years later I started dating, I even had sex (protected of course) and no one’s back ever broke, like ever!

I had to learn about sex through school mates and talks the women who would occasionally come to school and talk about not allowing anyone to touch your body.  They didn’t actually say anything about safe sex or contraceptives and the whole shebang.  And so I had to read about most of the things in books and or overhear my sisters talk about condoms then I figured that’s what you were supposed to use.  To be honest that was the only form of contraceptive I knew of; that and abstaining.  I still feel that my mother could have done a better job of informing me about sex and not have me wonder and seek answers from outside sources.  She did a very good job of letting me think that sex was a very bad thing not to be talked about, had or enjoyed because something terrible would happen to you.  At the same time I don’t blame her because she grew up in a time where such talks were unheard of.


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I asked a few friends around me to tell me how their “birds and the bees” talk when they were younger and this is the feedback I got:

“Ahh, I don’t remember being told anything by my mum.  She just told me no boys before finishing school.”

“She gave me the finer details about sex when I was around 16.  Even told me how people have sex so that little boys wouldn’t trick me with the don’t worry it isn’t sex line.”

“She never said anything.”

“I had sex figured out from my teacher.”

“We never had the talk she just said if you get pregnant don’t ever come back home.”

“Stay away from sex because you will get pregnant!  If a boy tells you he loves you run for your life!”

I am happy and sad at the same time with this kind of feedback.  Happy because it shows that I wasn’t alone in being told ridiculous things in the name of no sex before your time.  Sad because we were not given enough information about what sex really was even though we were still too young to understand it.  At least one person out of all my friends actually got to know what sex was the rest of us have to figure it out by ourselves!

When my daughter gets to adolescent stage I will sit down with her and we will have an honest and open talk about sex and not hide anything from her so that she knows how to protect herself and be aware of the on goings of her body.  I won’t scare her or tell her any lies because I want her to know she can come to me and talk about anything at anytime.

A fellow Blogger taking part in the #30DayAfriBlogger Challenge shared these sentiments;

Media will have us telling our kids too much too soon but I’m a firm believer in things being age appropriate and in parenting instincts.  When your child asks you what sex is ask them what they already know, ask why they want to know, and then take it from there.

What was your first sex talk like?  Who told you about the ins and outs of sex?

©MaKupsy 2017