I LOVE sex, would prefer it 2/3 times a day BUT only when I'm in a safe, committed, mutually exclusive, loving relationship. I don't do casual sex...not because I don't want to but because I don't want to be used or use anyone. I turn down casual sex because it's the right thing to do for me, even though it's not easy.
This led to a bisexual, polyamorous who marrried the only man she ever dated and who has never ever had a sexual relationship with a woman or a poly relationship in all her life acquaintance feeling the need to label me (because labels are helpful hun) as being "on the asexual spectrum".
I tried to explain, I like sex but I choose to wait for an emotional connection and commitment because that seems sensible and avoids me getting hurt and she declared that this was not normal and that really I was demisexual and it would be helpful for me and future partners if I embraced the label and came out as I am obviously queer.
With a straight face, I sat my then boyfriend down and told him I'd recently discovered I was demisexual. He went pale, held my hand, gulped and said ever so gently, "ok...ok...and what exactly does that mean?" I said "it's a form of asexuality..."
and I swear blind, I have never seen a man look more confused in my entire life as he was definitely thinking, "she doesn't seem asexual".
Then I continued with the explanation and notified him that our mutual acquaintance needed me and him to be aware of my queer asexual nature as labels are helpful.
He roared with laughter and said, "nahhhh,
you just have standards, honey. What a load of shit! That's not a thing. Demisexual."
Cue more laughter.
Because I never talked about our sex life, she also dragged me into a sex shop and tried to convince me that I needed to buy a load of stuff in there and "try BDSM". She was into rimming and choking and anyone who didn't enjoy licking arseholes and almost dying during sex was "vanilla".
I told her I didn't need any of that stuff. "Ugh. You two are SUCH PRUDES!!!"
No, we're really not. We just don't NEED. Any of THAT stuff.
"Seriously. You're SO buttoned up. UGH. I just want to shake the two of you!!!"
No. We're happy. REALLY HAPPY.
I told him afterwards that she had now declared we needed to shake things up sexually. He roared with laughter again, said the world wasn't ready for that and that he, and I seemed pretty happy with the "organic, free-range" sex we were having and next time I should tell her that if she needed a suitcase full of props then she probably wasn't doing it right and was overcompensating.
Some people just need to label and declare every little thing about their sexuality and sex life. Being private and discreet
= completely void of all sexual desire and excitement in their world. It's really, really patronising and boring.
But, you know, gotta wave your little flag and all that...