Ignorance and Social Pressures ......
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Ignorance and Social Pressures ......
| Sun, 02-05-2012 - 10:06am |
Not to mention societal 'norms' and gross generalizations. They all add up to hog-wash like this semi-literate 'story' that some will take seriously and perhaps try and shoe-horn into their lives because it was published, so there must be some truth:
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I develop red eyes and start to foam about this kind of rubbish.
I do think it's interesting that this article was written by a man, who is describing how women think--how does he know?
Well, it more like consuming the
I recall many years ago seeing a Playboy model type on a TV sex talk show mention that if the actual act of intercourse isn't short in duration, the man isn't doing it the way she likes. What she meant by this is that the foreplay should be long, intense, and the man should be able to read her body so that the intercourse is the ultimate finale with both arriving.
When it works, couples over time find their own rhythms and grow to know each other's body and sexual responses. This is the way me and DW make love. 30 or more minutes to get there yet only a few to finish, if we finish with intercourse at all.
All smiles right now!
When you see it coming, duck!
That's just sad. I wish you were in a better situation.
Very, very sad. I usually wish my sex life was more frequent and interesting, but your story makes me happy for what I have.
Keep your chin up, holding.
>>>>> that is sad <<<<<
Not nearly as sad as when we weren't having sex at all for weeks or months at a time. And much better to deal with reality than to pretend there are things she enjoys more than others, so that I waste much time and effort vainly striving to create sensations in her that do not exist. And then I feel like a failure when she doesn't respond as I hoped she would. These days I am pleased whether either of us "finishes" or not.
Maybe I am lying to myself to keep the pain at bay. Perhaps there is a level of sensation and satisfction I will never know, that I might have enjoyed if it were available. But within the confines of what I have experienced (admittedly quite limited), it is not the sensations of sex I crave. It is her consent. Which she now grants more freely, since she is freed form having to pretend she enjoys what follows. That makes me happier about our sex life than I used to be. I wouldn't want anyone to feel sad about that.
Strangely though, Mrs. Hold objects when I describe our sex life in these terms.
When you see it coming, duck!
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