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Publié :9/4/2016 22h50
Dernière mise à jour :4/5/2024 18h13 4047 vues
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We had a room in a fancy club, nearly ripping our clothes off with lust taking over our souls.
Moaning, I grabbed his shoulder blades as he gripped me ass, grinding against me on the bed. My hair was a tangled mess, as he had run his hands through it so many times, I had lost count.
His erection was hard against my core, leaving me wanting more and more. He gripped a fistful of my shirt and tore it off, me too "wanting"to care.
I moaned again in pleasure, not wanting him to stop. His eyes stared long and hard at mine, making sure I wanted to do this.
I nodded in reply.
His teeth bit down on my lace bra, pulling it off for my breasts to bounce down. his gaze never wavered from his prize and I slowly started to blush.
"Don't be embarrassed, my precious. You are beautiful, the most beautiful anybody could ask for."
And with that, he clenched his teeth around my left breast, the other rubbing my ass in fast strokes. I pulled on his shirt, wanting to feel his abs I so desperately needed. It took no time at all for him to take it off, his tongue latching on to my right breast. I panted breathlessly, wanting more still.
His fingers poked and pinched my breasts, his mouth now trailing kisses from my stomach to my core. my breasts turned to large mounds. His tongue flicked over my jeans, making me squirm in utter pleasure.
My impatience got the best of me and I kicked them off, taking in the scent of him. I found my hands feeling him up and down, hesitating before feeling his erection. He flinched back, only to come back harder and stronger. He ripped of my panties and I could feel myself getting wet inside. But instead off what I thought he was going to do, he flipped me over so I was facing the bed face down. I jerked forward, grappling the sheets in front of me when his thumb traced my crack, going deeper with each stroke. Just when I thought he had finished, his tongue rolled down my crack, leaving a wet trail.
I snapped around, facing him again in pure shock. He stepped back for me to stand, his eyes full of confusion. His hand reached towards mine, but I grabbed it and swing himself on the bed. With him facing down, I stuck my thumb in his belt loops and pulled down his pants, going slowly, just to tease him. His heavy breathing came in hot, ragged breathes.
"Jessica..."
He murmured my name, but before I could say anymore, I stuffed my mouth with his. My tongue stroked his, our saliva mixing ad pleasure swelled against me. Moaning into the kiss, I broke away before it could get intense. I would be in charge here.
I went back down and placed my hand on his erection, now perfectly confident I had control over him. His erection rose higher, if that we even possible. One of my fingers flipped in his boxers, giggling when I heard him groan. My finger traced the length of him, finally pulling his boxers down. I charged onto it, my tongue lapping on this length. He placed his hands on my head, making me deep throat him, but it was all my pleasure. I let go with my mouth, replacing it with my hand, pumping hard on him. Before I could get to the 6th pump, he whipped me around, with my back now on the soft bed. He stepped off the bed, dragging my legs to the edge.
What is he doing...?
I couldn't think anymore, when I saw his tongue stick out to give me a small hint. His tongue licked my bare thighs, slowly working its way up. My eyes nearly popped out of my sockets, this was the most intense pleasure iI've ever felt in my life. His tongue finally reaching my core, I gasped as his tongue entered me. My wetness was now pooling down my legs, my moans and groans filling the room. His tongue swirled around my clit, pushing one or two fingers in along with it. His fingers pumped in and out of me, my wetness dripping from his fingers and onto his bare legs.
"Oh, Adam..."
I moaned softly, feeling something clench in my stomach. He pushed his head in between my legs all the way, removing his fingers to taste me again. My toes curled around my feet,
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The suspended scissors
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Publié :29/1/2015 11h03
Dernière mise à jour :4/5/2024 18h13 5869 vues
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the toughest
This position is for the more energetic and the woman will definitely need to possess some upper arm strength. She lies off the edge of the bed on her side, just with her calves, ankles and feet still on the mattress. She supports herself with her left arm and he holds her up from her waist. He steps over her left leg and holding her other leg up enters her while she dangles precariously off the bed. It's generally thought that positions where the man is standing up helps to conceive a boy!
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AIDS HAHAHA
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Publié :28/1/2015 3h26
Dernière mise à jour :4/5/2024 18h13 5928 vues
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Girl : "Forgive me father for I have sinned."
Priest : "What have you done my child?"
Girl : "I called a man a son of a bitch."
Priest : "Why did you call him a son of a
bitch?"
Girl : "Because he touched my hand."
Priest : "Like this?" (as he touches her hand)
Girl : "Yes father."
Priest : "That's no reason to call a man a son
of a bitch."
Girl : "Then he touched my breast."
Priest : "Like this?" (as he touched her breast)
Girl : "Yes father."
Priest : "That's no reason to call him a son of a
bitch."
Girl : "Then he took off my clothes, father."
Priest : "Like this?" (as he takes off her
clothes)
Girl : "Yes father."
Priest : "That's no reason to call him a son of a
bitch."
Girl : "Then he stuck his you know what into
my you know where."
Priest : "Like this?" (as he stuck his you know
what into her you know where)
Girl : "YES FATHER, YES FATHER, YES
FATHER!!!"
(after a few minutes)
Priest : "That's no reason to call him a son of a
bitch."
Girl : "But father,he had AIDS!"
Priest : "THAT SON OF A BITCH!!!"
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hidden reasons, why some men don't want SEX
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Publié :27/1/2015 12h53
Dernière mise à jour :29/1/2015 10h33 6463 vues
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The cultural myth that a man doesn't want sex because his wife is unattractive or unenthusiastic simply isn’t true. Beautiful, fit, desirable—and desiring—women regularly make sex therapy appointments to complain about husbands who don't want sex.
Why does this happen? Here are four reasons—and resolutions:
1. His work is his mistress. When men are passionately involved with their careers, they can sublimate sexual excitement that would normally be directed toward their wives. The accolades, money and ego boost from being regularly praised, or promoted, can be a turn-on.
Resolution: Be interested in the details of his career so you can share this aspect of his life. Take a quick note or two to remember specific project details. But also request that there be an hour of "couple time" with cell phones turned off every day, and a date night every week. Also: Consider scheduling intimacy time for the morning.
2. Sexual Autonomy. He doesn't want to negotiate sex and so takes his desire, literally, into his own hands. He masturbates to porn or his own fantasies because it's quick and efficient. Some men feel exquisite vulnerability at being dependent on another person for their desire to be quenched. Our society idealizes a man who needs nothing–the rugged individual, the Marlboro man, the take-charge-don’t-take-anything-from-anyone guy. Boys can internalize the idea that being dependent makes them less male. And childhood patterns of interrupted care, or neglect from constantly busy parents, can cause boys—and girls—to decide that needing is dangerous.
Resolution: Tell your husband that sex is necessary for your marital happiness. Request that he try to cease from masturbation to build partner desire. Remind yourself that his lack of desire might not be personal, but a defense against loss of attachment. And agree on a frequency of intimacy that makes you both happy.
3. Anxiety about ED, EE and DE. Erectile dysfunction, early ejaculation, and delayed ejaculation might have diverse causes but their common factors—a man’s frustration, worry and feelings of inadequacy—can shut things down sexually between you.
Resolution, for older men: The issue may be less about truly low libido than performance anxiety. But these feelings may lead them to turn away from sex right at the time their post-menopausal wives are worried about waning attractiveness. Make an appointment with a urologist first and check his testosterone levels. (If he needs sildenafil (Viagra), be enthusiastic about the extra time that can be spent in foreplay.) Also, ask for “sexy time” and talk about the desire for stoking and being naked together. Ask for your own orgasm and potentially the lack of pressure will allow his natural response.
Resolution, for younger men: Younger men struggling with these issues will double their anxiety by worrying about their partner’s reaction, so, first, be kind. Second, be insistent about him getting help. Women, of course, want their partner to climax but increasing the flexibility about how that happens (perhaps not inside the vagina but occasionally lying together while he finishes with masturbation) will reduce his anxiety. Early ejaculation is easily resolved with sex therapy, but ask him about his porn use to see if that is a factor in his ED or difficulty with reaching orgasm.
4. His inner world outvotes the caveman. A reticent, kind, male patient who struggled with low libido finally opened up about three aspects of his libido: One part was an awkward teenager who felt anxious about initiating. A second part was a 20-something, feminist male who thought sex was degrading for women. The third aspect—a caveman—was horny and hungry for sex. He said that the first two characters always outvoted the blatant needs of the third and so he remained silent with his wife about his desire. She listened in awe as her usually quiet husband revealed his complexity, later asking if just once she might have sex with his caveman.
Resolution: Use psychodynamic therapy or dream analysis to help understand the inner make-up of his libido.
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label-less relationship
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Publié :27/1/2015 12h41
Dernière mise à jour :4/5/2024 18h13 5967 vues
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Chill the fuck out.
Lose the expectations
Let go of the fact that every romantic relationship leads to love and marriage. When you are on a relentless mission to find “The One” you are dismissing the amazing partners who you need to meet before settling down. And obviously “The One” doesn’t actually exist – which is awesome! You can relax knowing that the person standing in front of you might be a person who you’ll love forevah-evah or maybe not. Who gives a shit. Take that obnoxious pressure off of a friendship/partnership/lovership and you might actually get to know each other and have fun before you load them up with your baggage.
Recognize the ebb and flow
The hardest part of a label-less relationship is not the beginning. It’s the moment when things start to shift and change. When we’re comfortable with the logistics and dynamics of our label-less relationship, it feels liberating. Fuck the traditional system! Then things start to change and that need for defining the thing will come back up, like yesterday’s lunch. You’ll want to scream “That wasn’t a part of our non-verbal agreement that I created in my head”. Luckily, if you’re a part of a great label-less relationship, your partner will let you vent and work through the thing like adults.
Delayed labeling vs Non-commitment
There is a huge difference between someone who wants to thoughtfully take time to figure out the best way to fit together and a person who is resistant to any commitment. It’s true that some people want to take advantage of you and use you for sex, validation or personal gratification. You have to have the emotional and sexual intelligence to acknowledge the difference between delayed labeling that will allow you to have a phenomenal friendship or partnership in the future, and a person who is self-absorbed and wants to use you up and then leave. If it’s the latter, just let them go now. Unfortunately, it’s a nuanced difference that is only learned with time (and a bunch of failures). Don’t be afraid to make a few mistakes along the way.
Make commitments that matter
The best way to know the difference between a complicated label-less relationship and a shitty fear-of-commitment relationship is whether there are meaningful commitments and promises within the contexts of your relationship. They probably won’t look like traditional relationship commitments: I’ll never sleep with other people, I promise to love you forever. They are usually far more meaningful. It should be easy to commit to things like: I’ll tell you the truth about what I’m thinking, I’ll always support your projects, I’ll never put unnecessary pressure on you. Those are the promises that lay the groundwork for unbe-fucking-lievable lovers.
Create your own box
The misconception about label-less relationship is that anything goes. But label-less relationships are often the opposite. Communication (and often over-communication) are valued more than in a traditional relationship. You may not have a standardized list of requirements to cut and paste, but you can still have tightly defined parameters on your partnership. You just have to create that list of requirements yourselves. And isn’t that better? Your relationship won’t be built on a list of loose assumptions, expectations and projections that are commonly associated with “boyfriend/girlfriend/wife/husband. It will be built on a list of agreements that will grow and change as you and your partner grow and change. That sounds strangely logical – right?
Mistakes don’t end things
The most important agreement in a non-traditional relationship is the one that allows for some flexibility. In a traditional partnership, mistakes and growing pains are considered deal-breakers. But when you really care about someone, you look beyond what that person can do for you and you’re forced to ask yourself what really matters. Mistakes are a way of testing boundaries on what is really important to you.
Keep space for ALL-IN Love
Here’s the reality of a label-less relationship. It is a risk. It has to be entered into with the expectation that your relationship is malleable and could change at any moment. You are choosing to prioritize your own lives over an All-In committed relationship. The truth is, by avoiding a label you are saying, “I love you but…” That’s not a problem – it’s simply the reality. Perhaps you live across the world from each other. Maybe you’re still working on YOU. Perhaps monogamy just isn’t your thing. But you need to relentlessly hold a space in your life for true awesome love.
Don’t make the mistake of holding onto a label-less relationship and passing up on the real deal. Have a contingency plan for when one of you finds someone who can give you the relationship that is All-In. It will likely be painful and awkward and you’ll have to change the list of parameters quickly – but at the end of it all, you deserve someone who is All-In.
If you are in a label-less relationship with someone and this last point scares the shit out of you, you should lock that shit down.
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