Which is perfect (so long as not taking it seriously doesn't justify things like discrimination, social ostracisation, deliberately hurtful mockery, lack of representation, and the such like)Many people fear (then hate) the things they cannot understand.
While I cannot understand someone's objectum sexuality - personally I can't take it seriously - it's none of my business.
Many people fear (then hate) the things they cannot understand.
While I cannot understand someone's objectum sexuality - personally I can't take it seriously - it's none of my business.
But they've got wood.People who love trees are barking mad,
I can't take it seriously ... so I wouldn't discriminate either for or against. It's not so important to me that I need to 'lay down rules' or treat them differently or as not-human.Which is perfect (so long as not taking it seriously doesn't justify things like discrimination, social ostracisation, deliberately hurtful mockery, lack of representation, and the such like)
'Ecosexuality' is the latest sexual orientation that means people are 'turned on' by nature, including trees
A sexual orientation centered around the seductiveness of nature has drawn eye-rolls from social media users, mocking people who have reportedly fallen in love with trees.
The term ‘ecosexual’ is the state of finding nature sexually appealing, whether that means feeling at one with nature’s ‘energy’ or physically caressing nature.
A sexual health coach described ‘ecosexuality’ as an umbrella term for people who ‘treat nature as a sensual partner.’
But stories such as the Toronto woman who embarked on an ‘erotic’ relationship with an oak tree and a clip on [a] British TV show in which a cast member calls herself an ecosexual have garnered social media responses like ‘Society is doomed’ and ‘Why aren’t people like this being locked up? Or getting treated?’
The term was coined by former sex educated (sic) Annie Sprinkle who, in 2008, ‘married’ the earth in a green wedding ceremony. Her ecosexuality involved removing the term ‘mother’ from Mother Earth, and changing it to Lover Earth.
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-13228701/Ecosexuality-people-turned-nature-trees.html
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Obviously. This finding doesn't surprise me. Someone who has the same anatomy as you will know more of what works.Curious if this will replicate ... and I thought we were past this antique behaviour ...
Bisexual women expect to have an orgasm with women more than with men
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But “sexual scripts can be flexible”, she says. “Heterosexual couples can work to reduce the orgasm gap in their relationship by prioritising the sex acts that women need in order to orgasm.”
Journal reference:
Social Psychological and Personality Science DOI: 10.1177/19485506241235235
Well ... I would expect that by now everyone knows about female anatomy ... it has even been on South Park.Obviously. This finding doesn't surprise me. Someone who has the same anatomy as you will know more of what works.
You have to teach your partner what you like. No one can read minds.
You might know the anatomy, but not how it responds to stimulus. I can say that I know the male anatomy, but don't know how it feels when certain stimuli are applied.Well ... I would expect that by now everyone knows about female anatomy ... it has even been on South Park.
(I can forgive myself being totally clueless as a teenager, but that was 40 years ago now. But not entirely ... because one visit to the library might have enlightened me even then ...)
I was absolutely clueless as a teenager as well. You're lucky it was 40 years ago. For me it was 50 years ago.Well ... I would expect that by now everyone knows about female anatomy ... it has even been on South Park.
(I can forgive myself being totally clueless as a teenager, but that was 40 years ago now. But not entirely ... because one visit to the library might have enlightened me even then ...)
Woh .. I didn't know someone could be whacked in the bollocks so hard they could become unconscious then be hospitalised for weeks . That's insane. Sorry man.I was absolutely clueless as a teenager as well. You're lucky it was 40 years ago. For me it was 50 years ago.
We had sex education for one lesson given during RE class (religious education) and I was so acutely embarrassed as a naive 13 year old I didn't really hear what was being said. I just wanted the class to end. Consequently with my first serious girlfriend at 14, neither of us had a clue but it was fun and exciting finding out bit by bit. I went to an all boys school. I didn't even know girls and women had periods until one day when trying to fumble about my girl friend said not today, pussy has a nose bleed. I didn't know what she was on about.
I was lucky in one sense. When I was 12 and being forced to play cricked I was put at silly mid on or silly mid off or silly something. I didn't have a clue about cricket and still don't. Anyway, the bowler bowled and the batsman whacked the ball and it hit me straight in the goolies. I woke up in a hospital bed in agony, totally confused and initially not knowing where I was. Each of my testicles was the size of a cricket ball. I couldn't move for the excruciating pain. I was in hospital for nearly three weeks until the swelling went down, the acute pain had subsided and I could pee with no pain. (My caring parents visited just once. Bastards.) It was then that a doctor took me into an office said he had bad news for me. With out any tests needed he said there was no question of me ever having kids. My most prized possession, my testicles, were mush. At the time, I just accepted it as it didn't mean much. I was 12 years old. Later in life, I didn't want kids anyway.
Well..... armed with that knowledge me and the girlfriend explored each others bodies and boy oh boy did we have a great two years or what. We were totally open with each other. All without the sex education that is forced on children at an ever younger age. Nature has it's way.
It's also odd that at 66 years old I can say this on an open forum where anyone can read it. Even ten years ago, I would never have posted such. It's great how getting older reduces such things as history and nothing to be embarrassed about.
I was lucky in one sense.
asking if someone could get AIDS from oral sex. I wasn't trying to be funny, I genuinely didn't (and still don't) know the answer.
Thanks for the kind thoughts. The pain when I came round was beyond description. I have never endured such pain since or before. I had to lie in bed with a small bridge type contraction over my prized possession and my legs at a 45 degree angle for over a week without moving. To even touch my clutter was pure pain.Woh .. I didn't know someone could be whacked in the bollocks so hard they could become unconscious then be hospitalised for weeks . That's insane. Sorry man.
I got thrown out of sex education for asking if someone could get AIDS from oral sex. I wasn't trying to be funny, I genuinely didn't (and still don't) know the answer. That was probably because adults shouldn't be discussing that stuff with kids, teachers or not now I look back on it.
I never had 'the talk' from my parents so I was completely clueless as well so I used to go to the library which mostly consisted of Jackie Collins novels and Amateur Photographer Magazine. My first 'conquests' were me being 'conquested' by girls, I never made the first move.
Yet neither of us turned out to be serial killers with our Norman Batesesqe upbringings. Well, I didn't. I hope you didn't.Thanks for the kind thoughts. The pain when I came round was beyond description. I have never endured such pain since or before. I had to lie in bed with a small bridge type contraction over my prized possession and my legs at a 45 degree angle for over a week without moving. To even touch my clutter was pure pain.
I never had the talk from my parent either. My mum went on about a one syllable word of three letters but at the time I did not know what she was talking about.
I was 'conquested' by my first girl friend also. Like you, I never made the first move. It was only 20 or so years ago I realised women like sex also. From a young age my mother always made out that it was men who forced their way on to women and not wanting to do that, I never made the first move.
Bollock pain for sexual enjoyment? They should 'enjoy' what I endured. They'd soon change their minds. I couldn't move for over week for the pain. I had to have a local daily anaesthetic for over a week to have a pee. My dick was like this swollen misshapen monster from a horror movie and all purple and blue. My bollocks, were almost black for a few days.A very positive take on the event, I must say!
The odd thing is that there are blokes who crave the excruciating agony of bollock-pain! All sorts of contrivances have been set to "bust" the balls. Swinging mallets, falling weights, knees, boots, pointy-shoes and the merciless grasp and twist of an assistant. Maybe a lot of it is staged for the camera but they seemed to live to suffer another day and without hospital treatment.
The cricket-ball never featured. Wimps, the lot of them!
This song is dedicated to Kesavaoss's dick when it was 12 .My dick was like this swollen misshapen monster from a horror movie and all purple and blue. My bollocks, were almost black for a few days ...
I wish it was like that. Great song and funny also. I can look back now and think it was just life. At the time, it was horrific. I was so scared and so young. and with with parents who I hate to say, who realised I wasn't going to die, didn't give a sh*t. One visit to a 12 year old in hospital over 3 weeks?This song is dedicated to Kesavaoss's dick when it was 12 .
???Purple people, meanwhile, are making for the hills . . .
You are yourself a fine shade of purple. Are you heading for the hills?Purple people, meanwhile, are making for the hills . . .
The Purple People Eater eats purple people. Quite what that's got to do with someone's bollocks, I don't know.
No weirdos!
On my big telly, I may now pass for blue but on the tablet, I am still nearly as purple as my big brother Aki!You are yourself a fine shade of purple. Are you heading for the hills?
Did they not have guys wear jockstraps? I can't believe that wouldn't have been practiced.I was lucky in one sense. When I was 12 and being forced to play cricked I was put at silly mid on or silly mid off or silly something. I didn't have a clue about cricket and still don't. Anyway, the bowler bowled and the batsman whacked the ball and it hit me straight in the goolies. I woke up in a hospital bed in agony, totally confused and initially not knowing where I was. Each of my testicles was the size of a cricket ball.