sex mikey pleasure and pain. a craving. some say an excercise. aerobic fitness! well im not getting any so all these great pros dont do me any good. theres the negatives also...what does it mean to you? 010306 ... brown cardigan boy what was that...sweat? 010306 ... Aimee sex is evil sex is sin I'm the devil so lets begin 010310 ... johnny west And Jesus said, "You will all learn of sex. And you will all deny it. And you will all fall under its spell. And you will all let your hair grow. And you will all shave your eyebrows." The people were afraid. One of them had the courage to give voice to his discomfort. He stood above the rest and shouted, "What the hell are you talking about?" Jesus smiled. "You'll know," he said, and walked away. 010310 ... unhinged makes me angry every boy that touches me i end up hating. that's not healthy is it? 010310 ... mikey your meeting the wrong boys. 010310 ... Aimee unhinged, I completely understand that feeling... maybe they are the wrong guys, Mikey, cause the only thing that I end up hating more than them, is me for letting them touch me and believing they loved me. 010311 ... mikey sex doesnt mean love. sex is an act of pleasure. sex WITH or WHILE In love is better, but sex in itself is nothing. strictly my own opinion. 010311 ... unhinged i hate sex because in most cases it is emotional apathy. to most people, it means nothing other than the fact that it feels good. to me, if i'm going to do something that is even vaguely sexual i have to have feelings about that person and i would like some kind of emotion in return besides satisfaction. maybe that's why i like kissing girls better than kissing boys. humpf 010311 ... mikey im a very good kisser thank you very much! HUMPF 010311 ... COLDandBLUEkitty something i was so scared of. and here i am. i've only had sex with one boy. but we have a lot of it. i enjoy it. but the best part is when i fall asleep in his arms afterwards.. and then i wake up.. and he's in my arms. 010429 ... COLDandBLUEkitty those of you on here who know me.. i meant to use another name when i wrote that last thing.. so.. please.. don't spread that around.. i honestly didn't want that out. 010429 ... splinken it never ceases to amaze me that this is something people do, something i could do. if i wanted. 010718 ... pilgrim The Root of All People 010731 ... only_tuesday something that's not happening...i want to find someone to share it with... 010731 ... daxle +violence= sex_and_violence 010827 ... pralines&cream Ahh ... sex Yum I love it I want it 3rd base for now, saving home for marriage. 011211 ... starved 52 months without at first by choice but then the vicious cycle of insecurities and rejections each feeding the other to the point where i dont even bother going out much anymore drought, maddening in its longevity 011212 ... psychobabe I rape the raper I hate the hater 020219 ... dionysos e=xs (sorry, einstein) 020328 ... blown cherry The embrace given when a simple hug is insufficent. And still, sometimes it is not enough. 020601 ... lulie It is so different now. 020602 ... psychobabe umph umph gimme gimme 020701 ... 7[/ .after .it 020702 ... peyton if I didn't think about sex I'd be a lot more productive if I didn't think about sex I'd be a lot more clean if I didn't think about sex I'd be a lot more focused if I didn't think about sex, I don't know who I'd be 020704 ... blamethesky i hate you. because when you were with me you were also having it with her. i asked. you lied. i thought you were my best friend. i was so wrong about everything. 020704 ... jim_starks people make too big a deal out of it. It's a physical act. i consider kissing more intimate an act. either way i don't regret what i did. I do know that what we had was very good. regardless of whether we had sex or not. if you can't see that, well then that realy sucks but hey, that's the way it goes. 020707 ... psychobabe it up 020710 ... belly fire Music reminds me of my body. Silence reminds me I'm alone. 22 months. I'm going crazy. I never figured myself for a manic. 021204 ... pilgrim Gender 021205 ... the swinger of birches in the shower. 021205 ... psychobabe sex aye? hmmm...how the word is thrown about these days, in such a way that it almost means the same as "love". Damn i'm not saying it isnt fun cuz hell yea, sometimes it is sometimes it isnt. But ya know why? Isnt it amazing how sex can tare apart a loveing relationship, yet build a stronger one with another? 021205 ... die die die Isn't it amazing how you're such a bitch about what other people write, and then you can't even fucking spell? 021205 ... blather enough of the attacks already. please. 021206 ... doug w I have recently discovered that love, sexual interest, and reproduction among various other arguable instinctoid motives and preferences are actually dominated by survival needs. My proof is this: men's taste in women has changed throughout history. In the past, a plump or mid-sized women was ideal for it displayed an ability to maintain such a women; the ability to keep fed and healthy; a display of social class in respect to satisfying survival needs concerning health, eating, shelter, and safety. Today, however, a thin woman seems to be the mainstream ideal for it displays an ability to not only satisfy basic survival needs such as eating, but it displays a fullfilment of such extravegance as athleticism and extreme health that seems to be considered ideal by a survival-needs-fulfillment society that is our world. Another example of sexual preference evolving: tans used to be considered low class because it showed that a person worked outside and suffered the sun. Today, however, tans are considered attractive and upper class because a tan is the product of expensive vacationing, NOT working. Time and time again I see that money represents ability to survive in our world, and thus dictates our reality. The influence of money extends much further into our lives then one might think initially. Money represents thriving life (which is the most sexually attractive characteristic a male can have). Women who seem to be products of thriving life and health seem attractive to men because it reflects an ability to thrive in themselves; it is the most sexually attractive characteristic a female can have. 030213 ... Black Argonaut Hoorah to us who are the big V. 030303 ... Lulie Give me what you think it is. I probably am thinking the same. 030303 ... endless desire is so hard. bc i want it but i know it will make me miserable. i long for it but i know it will drive me insane. i would be very happy with it but i know id die from the guilt. 030505 ... athena it's been over a week... i'm getting hungry for you... 030630 ... ShilohLives I've never had it...I could have...but I just havent... 030630 ... lotuseater ahhhh so horny 030701 ... kerry i just finished watching American Pie. that movie really makes me want to pounce on someone and just go for it right now... 030701 ... megan like another said, i have plenty of opportunities been with the same man almost 2 years now. we're both virgins. we have dry sex regularly, and both enjoy it very much. we're close. best friends in fact. i tell him everything, including my fear of sex and everything it brings. and he tells me he understands and is willing to wait as long as i need. but still, i'm afraid. i don't want to have sex for the "wrong reasons" (i.e. keep him from leaving- even though he has already promised he won't). i want it to be beautiful and hungry and loving. i want it to be perfect. is this odd? is this wrong to make him wait? is it impossible to meet the man of your dreams at 16 and keep him for eternity? i'm so afraid of reality. i know, i know, i've heard it many times, "high school relationships don't last." but can they? i sincerely hope so. 030707 ... The Man in the Rockin Bunny Suit megan- what will be, will be sex is part of growing up and the first time is rarely perfect it's usually at least slightly awkward, but sex with someone special is always great if for no other reason that you love the person do what you feel is right, and the boy you love will do the same 030707 ... guitar_freak megan- High school relationships can last, but give it some time. You will know when you are ready. If he is worth anything he will wait until you are ready for it. Sex does make relationships more complicated, but it is a beautiful thing too. If you and he are both truly in love, waiting won't take that love away and you will both know you are doing the right thing for the right reasons. 030714 ... megan I came in from school today, in a pretty good mood since it's been a wonderful day. Ugly weather, but the day was good. Got a good grade in Precalculus, still working hard on dissecting the cat for Biology, I get to go to the elementary school next week to read a class a story and plan an activity for them, I got to talk to Hayley and Rachel quite a bit today, which is always nice. I got to see Holden and we were both happy all day, and joking around and laughing about just everything. Then I came home. I was sitting on the couch thumbing through the newspaper while my mom, in the same room, was folding laundry. She seemed like she wanted to say something, so I just sat there for awhile longer. Finally, she asked if I had anything I wanted to tell her. I said no, I couldn't think of anything I had done wrong, since that's the only times she uses those words. She then took a deep breath and asked how my relationship with Holden was. I said, perfect, fine, why? And she asked how the physical side of things were. I just stared at her. Now, if you know me, I can't lie. I can't just look at someone and tell a lie. I don't know why. So I just said what do you think. She looked awhile longer at me, then asked again. I said, yes, Mom, we've had sex. She looked so hurt. I got up to give her a hug and she yelled to not leave the room, I told her I wasn't, and I just put my arms around her and held her there. She cried for awhile. We then began the discussion. She told me I made a bad choice. She was upset that I would go against everything I've been taught, that I would abuse her trust, and that I wasn't ready because I was 17 years old and not in a committed relationship. She said that it probably wasn't special, and that I didn't know what love was, and that I wasn't ready for the consequences that come with it. She asked if it was around the time of when I was very upset, even talking to Lindsay about some stuff. She said that she was afraid we were going to break up, then she started to worry that I had had sex. She then told me that God had a plan for me and that I might've screwed it up. I cried. I told her I don't feel I made a bad decision, because I had done a lot of thinking, praying, talking, and research about everything beforehand. It wasn't just a decision I made on the spur of the moment, and that no I didn't have sex just to "make things better between us". I told her that I was OK with my decision, that it was special to me, and that I love Holden. I also told her that I understand that the likelihood of us staying together forever is slim and none. I told her that at least I confided in her instead of lying, couldn't she be happy for that? No, she couldn't, she expects honesty. I finally broke down and told her that we really had never talked about sex or anything unless I brought it up, which was hardly ever. That I had learned about sex through my best friend, not even heard the ins and outs of it from my own parents. I told her that I had always said she could trust me, not that I wouldn't have sex when I was ready. I also told her that it never said in the Bible not to have sex, that they're entertaining the possiblity of Jesus actually even having sex, and that I'm sick of taking other people's words for it. I would rather take it from the absolute truth, not some doctor of english or whatever. She got her Bible and we sat and looked everything up. She came up with sexual immorality verses, and I showed her where it stems back to the old testament where sexual immorality is bestiality, incest, homosexuality, and the likes. She told me that sometimes you have to infer from the Bible, that it doesn't always offer everything specifically. But I brought up that she herself had said that when you infer things out of the Bible, it comes out wrong and out of context most times. She just shook her head and cried again. She asked me to promise to never have sex again, if only for her. I promised. I asked her not to tell anyone else, and she promised. I asked her if she could open her mind and maybe entertain the possiblity that centuries of belief have been wrong about something so big such as this. Maybe God didn't intend sex just for marriage. Maybe we're all just too embarrassed to talk about it being a simple thing. She looked upset so I stopped. She told me that she didn;t feel she could trust me. I told her I had already promised that I wouldn't do anything. She told me she didn't trust Holden, that she knew he still drinks and how would he know if he's even done anything with another girl, that he could have even an sti or std. I told her that he doesn't, that I trust him, and that I've accepted that he drinks and he's going to be smart about it. She still clings to her claim that she doesn't want me going to his house for awhile because she doesn't feel she can trust us. I told her that it was my choice, that I was happy with my choice, and that there's nothing I could change about it now. Eric came home, and we stopped talking about it. The rest of the evening went by as usual. I'm sick of having to deal with life. First one thing, now another. I just don't know what to do anymore. 040317 ... lotuseater i havent had sex in more than a year. this is not good. my forearm muscles are getting far too strong 041129 ... tilt wet, warm, fuzzy, sex is good and painful, sometimes painfully good. the afterwards is the best i think, the hug, the lazy snuggle to each other. i wake up horny, there is no peace. but after sex there's a month of worry until the blood starts again, then a silent sigh of relief. but sex is good. 051011 ... exquisiteparadox My first time was ruined not because of him, he was nurturing attentive understanding my first time was ruined because of sunday school tanzanite rings cornerstone interventions like I was a drug addict any pleasure I had was tainted incapable of complete surrender to sensation in my mind my mother's disappointed tears my father's strained silence trying so hard to tune it all out to pick dorianne laux over leslie ludy charles bukowski over saul of tarsus experience over innocence so the moment of intimate beauty that I should have been able to share with a man who loved me was tainted but then again, I should have known better that's what happens when you ignore your own better sensibilities 081016 ... faerielord but o the inexplicable joy when you do and he does and time stops and the two are and you know everything feel everything touch everything you are everything 081019 ... (_) gauze around the edges. secretive. 090417 ... unhinged still leaves a big hole in my heart after all these years 090417 ... cr0wl does not exist. 101120 ... curious what do you mean? 101121 ... thorn it's only been four or five months but it feels so much longer. i miss you. 101121 ... personaL Like a big secret that everyone wants to be let in on. And even once they're in on it some people keep treating it like the "coolest" thing around, like they're so special because they're in the know. To me it deserves more respect than that...yes I'm in the know, but I'm not going to flaunt that around for everyone for popularity's sake. Instead I treasure those special times, where I wake up the next morning knowing where I am, remembering what happened last night, lying in the arms of someone who cares. 111004 ... for some reason i am thinking... you are young. 111004 ... personaL Young, naive, foolish perhaps. 111005 ... nr i can't remember the exact conversation or how it came about, but someone once said that at least when you're a virgin, you don't know what sex is like, and when you're not, and you're not getting it, you crave it a lot more than a virgin would. i'm not sure if that's true. maybe in a sense. maybe it's a different kind of craving. but that's what someone once said. 140823 ... flowerock I don't know, I masturbated way more before ever having sex, my mom would catch me and say "again? can't you lock your door/do that in your room?" once I had sex masturbating lost its fun and became just a tool to refocus, not really fun any more (well it can be but it feels like more work than sex does... sex is easier and better). I often don't know that I want it. I re realized this last night when my partner wanted to and I was so exhausted I couldn't even imagine wanting it... then we cuddled and eventually we were having sex and it was good for me, took a minute to wake my body up to it but once it was awake I was glad to be in that moment. for me it is best spaced apart a bit... a few days in between or longer and then it's just amazing, all consuming because I want it more and I am more fresh to the sensation. I enjoy it, but I'm super sexual, I am becoming more comfortable though and it may not show (or does it?) but I feel more into it and excited about it. 140823 ... nr there was this thread in a women's group on reddit that asked how old people were and how many sexual partners they'd had, and if they'd be honest with their current partners or lie. i commented with my age but said i wasn't going to reveal the number, but that i'd absolutely be honest because i don't think numbers matter and wouldn't want to date anyone who did. i got some downvotes for that, and a lot of women (mostly in their 20s) said they'd lie. i thought that was really sad. 211003 ... nr be honest or lie about their number, that is. 211003 ... unhinged at this point i would prefer not to 211003 ... tender_square he embraced her as they met in the hallway while he was unclothed on his way to the shower. she kissed his neck and he jiggled her bum with his hands, said “yeah” repeatedly, something inside him activated by the way her curvy parts bounced. when they parted, he continued on into the bathroom and, once the door was closed, she exhaled. she worried their meetup meant he would want sex later—neither of them could remember the last time it had happened—he had mentioned it as being one of the reasons he believed there was distance between them. she paced the house, thinking about how it would hurt when he inevitably rushed. she resolved not to cry if it happened, because having their bodies entwined in such closeness created a dissonance within her, only made her realize that there was someone else she wanted, needed. she was scared to give herself to the man she was married to, lest her body reveal her heart, and she was upset with herself for having that fear in the first place—if she really loved her husband, wouldn’t she have some urgency? as he bathed, she pulled on a pair of fancy underwear with a matching bra beneath her leggings and t-shirt. she thought maybe if she dressed desirably the feeling could arise in her, that she could psych herself up, trick herself into believing it was what she wanted at best and what she could endure at worst. she knew they’d have to have sex at some point, she couldn’t avoid it forever, especially if she wanted space—she told herself it was a sacrifice that gave her protection, allowed her a wider berth to be herself. later, as they lay in bed together talking, he made no move toward her, they spoke instead of “assumptions.” when she went into the bathroom to relieve herself for the last time before bed, she slipped off the hidden lingerie she’d been wearing, changed back into her regular briefs under her pajamas, and slept soundly knowing that her body still belonged to her. 220117 what's it to you? who go blather from