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you all make it sound so easy. I never used to be the type of person to give up, then I started getting serious with BF/the father of my child. When I make a mistake or do something he dislikes in or out of the bed he gets really upset he talks to me like I should have known better (like a child), I should have known that was going to hurt him, I should have known he wouldn't like it. He has said to me more then once "What were you thinking" in a very angry voice. Most all of the time he apologizes but when someone makes me feel like shit because of an accident it's very hard for me to want to continue pleasing that person. I thank you all for all of your comments you guys are awesome.
Howard in regards to your questions: "I think you have to learn to take yourself less seriously, and learn to laugh at yourself. When is the last time you told a story at your own expense, or told a joke where you were the butt of the joke? Never? You have something to work on."
I grew up learning from my dad not to take life so seriously. I take things seriously when I need to. I am blond and I used to tell the best blond jokes. I still tell jokes but I'm sure I'm not the best anymore. I learned stuff like that thrown at me usually ment the person is trying to get a rise out of me, hurt me or make me mad and if I were to show them I can make fun of myself too and that I am still smart and don't care how there trying to hurt me then there going to walk away frustrated they couldn't hurt me, make me mad or get a rise out of me. The only problem to that is it's hard to aply that to the bedroom being on a personal level with someone. Since being with my BF I haven't been able to take it very well being the butt of the joke around him but when he isn't around I'm fine. He has always been really good at treating me like I am stupied and I think a lot of that has to do with him having a lot more experiance in a lot of things then me. He thinks he knows all so when I have a differance of opinion he acts like I am arguing with him.
On a brighter note he says that he doesn't want to loose me that I am the best thing that has ever happened to him. So he said that he will do anything to not loose me. So we had a major talk and he has gotten a lot better at how he treats me. Anyway thank you Howard like always you know what to say.
Thank you all.
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Truth be told, I actually don't want to give away any secrets. But for the greater good, I'll tell you what I believe to be the number one indicator.
If you notice your man is unresponsive and gets irritated with you in situations where he never did in the past, that is a very strong sign. Even when you make a big effort (in any sense) and he shrugs it off or ignores how you feel after doing so, chances are his heart is somewhere else.
You just said a lot. Get this my BF last Saturday got pleasured in more then one way and then blew my pleasure off and to this day has not yet done anything for me but come home drunk supposedley spending 4 hrs with another guy at the bar.
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The way I understand it is you get to know the person threw dates, talking whatever. You go threw your pastor for marriage counseling then you get married and you can have your sex but I guess you can't even fantasize about the other sex because your left with impure thoughts that can lead to sin. If you are that concerned you should try Google it's awesome for research.
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I truly appreciate the help so far but I was really hoping the men would jump all over this one, unless they don't want to give away any secrets.
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I want to know from both men and women how to tell if your guy is cheating on you. I would like to know what the most common warning signs are. This not just for the men I would like responses from both men and women. Thank you all.
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Yes I did use lube. I couldn't see how much I was using and I guess I used to much. That's what he told me anyway when he was cleanning up.
I am starting to get disapointed because I did this for him Saturday night (two nights ago probably now a third night) and I still have not gotten anything in return. I don't know I'm starting to think maybe I wasn't all that good even though he's telling me it was. Anyway I will reward myself tonight if I can't get him to do it.
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I am a new to how to pleasure my mam let alone myself but I took Howards advice and did a lot of research. Well........
I found out about a month ago that my man likes anal play. So I decided to combine giving him head with anal play. So here is what I did.....
I started by blindfolding him. Then I started rubbing his inner thighs, his skin under his balls, the skin around his balls and all the way up to his lower stomach. Then I started kissing him in all those places till I could tell I was on the right page with him (that he was injoying what was happening). I then started kissing his dick from the bottom to the top with a little kiss and suck to top it off. then I started kissing around his dick agian. Then I finally took him into my mouth and started sucking. He started to move and that told me he was in the flow, but I wanted to keep him guessing so I used my other hand and I started rubbing and aplying some presure to his butt hole, which I could tell right away he liked. Then I took a pause to lub up my finger then I came back to sucking on him and moving up and down with my hand and my mouth, then I rubbed his butt hole and slowly inserted my finger. I didn't know how far to put it in there but he pushed it all the way in for like he new I didn't know. After about a minute he was moving all over the place and screaming "oh god" and other stuff. He finally very intensly came in my mouth. (I don't swallow but I waited till he was done and then I spit in the bathroom. That hole thing took place over an hour / an hour in a half. He said that it was ver intense for him, that cumming is just cumming but when you add the anal it is like when the valcano finally erupts. So he had his world rocked and I injoyed every moment of it feeling every shake and hearing every roar.
Just thought I would share so other newbies can see that this forum is very helpfull and informative.
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I have to say that I wasn't going to read this because it was so long but just like a good book you read the first paragraph and you can't stop. That was wonderfully put together and I am glad you are a winner that was definatly worth the read.
As I “scrub the grub” off of the foredeck of the boat, all I can remember is the old saying, “the two happiest days of a boat owner’s life are the day they buy it and the day they sell it.” I am not having a happy boat owner’s day. I am cleaning the deck and cabin to pull it out of the water for the winter, or rather, I am doing this for my husband who is currently cursing at the lines coming from the motor Winterizing stinks—the end of sailing as well as pretty hard work. I can feel the sweat roll down between my breasts making the cording on my bikini wet and I can’t even rub it away because my gloved hands are so gross. The sky is grey and heavy and it is muggy as only a late summer afternoon in the Midwest can be. I hear a curse from the cockpit and hear tools hitting the deck. Then I hear my husband jump to the dock and start messing with the ropes. I peak around the mast at him, “Hey there. Problems?” “Nope, not a problem. Just not going to winterize the damn boat today. Gonna sail instead. Now. So, scoot back or get out.” He is very focused and pissed, though not apparently at me, but at inanimate objects instead, like the cleats on the dock and the lines and the motor. I slip off my gloves. “No way I’m going anywhere.” He grins at me briefly, “That’s what I like, a first mate up for anything.” Are we still talking about sailing?We cast off from the dock and motor past the inlet to the open lake. I start pulling on the sheet to lift the main sail in the mast. I then start to climb up to unfurl the jib from the sail bag. “No, let’s just sail with the main today,” he calls forward. So, I climb back to the cockpit and sit down.
The wind is warm and muggy and I sit with my head tilted back as we sail toward the dam. I know we will have to tack in a few minutes or we will get stuck in one of the inlets of the lake, probably pissing off one of the owners of the cazillion-dollar homes on the water for ruining their view. I feel hot still, but not like before. I feel the tension release and we heel gently. My eyes are closed and I can feel him relax also. Yeah, this is why we put up with all the work and crap with owning a boat.
I finally open my eyes and realize we are indeed in an inlet, though this one only has one huge house on it right now. Three more under construction, but not so far along anyone lives there. “Hey, whatcha doin’?” I smile at him. This is a carbon copy of my favorite picture of him. Sitting on a sailboat with the tiller in his hand, wind blowing.
“Well, it looks like it may sprinkle and I thought the trees would protect us. Maybe we can swim.” “Well, I don’t think we’ll melt in the rain, but we can definitely swim. I am so hot.” I look away from him as I reach for the anchor and drop it overboard after I am sure it is tied to a cleat. I stand up and start peeling off my cutoffs when I realize he isn’t moving, just watching me. “Yeah, I would say you are very hot. We just might melt.” His voice is quiet. Suddenly I am feeling even hotter. And wetter. Usually he is very focused on the boat, but this is a welcome distraction. The sky is getting darker and I can see big grey clouds working their way across the lake with surprising speed. No waterskiers right now. No other sailboats. No party barges. I realize that the one house can’t see me because the cabin blocks the view. I slowly toe off my deck shoes and step out of my sweaty shorts. I am in a string bikini now. It is a coral red color. Just the color of my nipples was what he told me when I got it. I slowly rub my thumbs across my nipples and he breaks out in a slow grin. I sit on the bench in the cockpit and lean back against the cabin. Slowly I rub my breasts and down my belly to my pussy. I am still in the suit, but I am so wet I am sure you can see it. I pull my arms over my head and stretch, arching my back, making him take a deep breath in. I reach back and untie the top string, letting the suit fall down around my waist. Before I can undo the back, he is there, “Let me, honey. I do want to see you melt today.” He unties the back string and the top is on the deck. His tongue circles my nipples, and the wind blows just enough to make them really tight and hard. He licks, then rubs one then the other. I can feel his cock is rock hard in his trunks as I peel his wet tee-shirt up his back and over his head. He begins to make his way down my belly, but I hold him in place. I push him back and he is lying on the bench now. I lick his nipples and can tell the wind is playing with him as it did to me. As I start to make the favorite journey down his belly to the waistband of his trunks, it starts to rain and the wind rustles the trees. I could care less as I lick just inside his shorts and listen to his breath catch. His left hand is cupping my ass, but his right is holding onto the railing of the boat. I pull his trunks down and throw them to the deck. His cock is sticking straight up, hard and big and almost purple at the tip. He has shaved recently, I note, because I like how it makes his cock look even bigger. I lick around the base of his cock and take his balls in my mouth as I rub the moisture into the tip. I suck slowly, first softly, then with more pressure. His hips are moving slowly and I slide up and take him in my mouth, first just the tip, then more. I am sucking and licking the tip in circles. He is breathing hard and I think he must be ready to come, until I feel him take a deep breath and feel his fingers slide to the side of my bottoms. I feel a pull on each side and feel them fall between my knees on the deck. Then, as I lick and suck, I feel his fingers brush the outside of my pussy, feeling the moisture that is just barely dripping out of me. He pushes me back and I am lying on the floor of the cockpit when it starts to really rain. He starts to lick me, first the clit which is already hard and sensitive, then he takes a finger from each hand and eases it into my wetness. His hands are palm up, because as he strokes and licks, I can feel the palm callouses on the bottom of my clit. He finds the g-spot and strokes as he sucks my clit. I am moving with him and don’t care that I am lying on the lines and tools the hard floor of the cockpit in the rain. I start to come and he slides his fingers out as I gush over him. “Mmmm, hot and tasty,” he grins as he licks his fingers. I think I might come again just watching him. He leans forward and pulls my legs forward until they are in front of his chest, then he puts his cock into my wetness. I feel his cock slide all the way inside me because I am so hot and wet. He is rocking his hips and takes a deep breath in as I raise my hips while I have my feet on the benches. Leverage we just don’t have at home pushes him into my clit and rubs the end of his cock on my g-spot. Suddenly, I feel flushed and he is moving faster and harder still. I feel near the edge, and as he fucks me as hard as he can, I come with him. Feeling him come takes me there with him. I love it when that happens. We both collapse on the deck. He is lying with his head on my chest, still inside me, when he starts to laugh. “Well, I guess there are some people who do like the rain as much as we do.” I look to see where he is looking and see a man on the second floor balcony of the big house. He is watching us with binoculars. We have drifted around while at anchor, and he can see us perfectly. I can’t decide if I should be pissed or just laugh. I feel too good. I just laugh. “He doesn’t look too pissed, only frustrated. Maybe we should fuck some more so he can finish,” I say.
He is really laughing now too. It is raining but no lightening yet, so what the hell. “I don’t think it is me he wants to watch. I think he wants to watch you. I would. I would like to see you come again if I were him.” He is lifting me off the floor and onto the bench in the cockpit. “Rub your nipples so they get hard.” He is positioning me so my legs are spread and he is kneeling between my legs. I am leaning back against the railing and as the rain splashes on me, I rub my nipples and pinch them so they are harder and darker. He is making a pattern on my inner thigh that is driving me crazy, but not touching my wet and dripping pussy. “Touch your pussy,” he whispers in my ear and I start to touch my lips first, feeling the wetness from him still inside me and on my thighs. I lick my wet fingers as he watches and he smiles. “Yeah, I bet he likes that. Now, rub some more. I’ll be right back.” He goes below as I start rubbing more. I sneak a look and our friend is still watching. I spread my legs wider and reach in deeper, feeling for the roughness of my g-spot. I hear him from below, “Do you like it when he watches?” I smile and nod. My husband knows this is a fantasy, and he is reaching for my pussy, so I know he can feel that I like it. I hear a buzzing and realize that he has the lipstick bullet I sometimes have in my purse. He sits in front of me with his legs apart and moves my feet to his knees, opening my legs more and moving them higher. He hands me the bullet and says, “I can reach that for you if you can do this.” He leans back as far as he can while still putting his fingers into me and starts to rub. I start to rub the vibe on my clit and can feel my muscles get tighter on his fingers. I start to buck on his hand and come again. When I am lying still, I realize he is still rubbing and the pressure is building again. I sneak a look and the man is still watching and this makes me wetter still and now, within two minutes, I am coming again. I start to moan as he sucks and gently nibbles on my clit as I come. Finally, I stop moving and he pulls me forward onto his lap. “Look and see if he liked it, baby.” I look and he is still watching us. I kiss my husband, and still the rain is falling, mixing with the wet and salty come all over us. I stand up slowly and turn a small pirouette and then I wave at the man and smile. I bow at the waist like a performer, then I climb to the back of the cockpit and step off of the swimming platform, into the cold lake water. The rain dimples the water around me, and I feel the cold caress the hotness at my breasts and pussy. My husband follows me and before I know it, we are laughing and playing in the water, skinny dipping in the rain. My goodness, I think I just found the other, third, happiest day of a boat owner’s life.
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I am so misinformed in sex that there are times I hurt my man or do something that he doesn't like and I don't know about the rest of the wemon out there but for me I get really intimidadted and I'll never want to do what ever it was we were doing. Example If I where giving head and I used my teeth and It hurt him or he asked me to stop, I wouldn't want to give him head any more. Do experianced guys like it when they have a girl who is a lot less experianced to get there experiance threw them (threw trial and error). Because I think I back off to far. But I want some opinions.
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I am 25 years old and I'm with my 3rd partner, I don't know if I have ever had an orgasm. Girls have told me lots of times "you will know when you have an orgasm" But the most I feel when either pleasing myself or having sex is a little excitment down there, just enough to keep me coming back for more but not enough to talk about. It feels like no big deal and I feel like I'm missing out on a major deal. Please help.
I am so misinformed in sex that there are times I hurt my man or do something that he doesn't like and I don't know about the rest of the wemon out there but for me I get really intimidadted and I'll never want to do what ever it was we were doing. Example If I where giving head and I used my teeth and It hurt him or he asked me to stop, I wouldn't want to give him head any more.
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I totally agree with Mikayla.
I remember when I finally decided to buy my first toy I was going agianst everything I was tought growing up, but I wanted to learn about my body, I wanted to feel that pleasure. So for the first month/two months it would hurt every time. If I went in to far or turned it weird or pushed it in a little sideways or slanted up or down it would hurt. I was never able to get off, untill one day I decided to start with my fingers, touching my clit and all over my body untill orgasm then putting my toy inside and playing with my clit I was finally able to have an orgasm with my toy without it hurting. I think I aroused myself enough that inside and outside of me was relaxed enough for it to not hurt.