Over on my sister blog, Before May Mattered, I have just posted the next diary instalment. These diaries are real. They were written some 20 years ago, knowing a lot less than I do now. In some ways my thoughts and ideas were already formed. For instance, I was cynical about the way the world operated regarding politics and the reasons for war. Even at such a young age I was correct where these beliefs were concerned. Continue reading Sexual Behaviour is simply a matter of Choice – Living Forwards→
TMI Tuesday – Elaborate on each in greater than 20 words but no more than 100 words.
Sex is _____ .
Sex is vital to my life. When I was younger I had problems with sex as I found it difficult to face up to what kind of sex I like. From the moment I did I felt more fulfilled and true to myself. Having regular sex helps keep you happy, healthy and strengthens your relationship with your partner. To achieve a good sex life – communication is key…
Have you ever tested someone’s love for you? What did you do? Did things turn out as you expected or hoped?
I seem to have done that my whole life. When very young I didn’t consciously know that I was doing it, but the pattern continued as I got older. Once I realised exactly what was happening the habit had become too ingrained to change. I push buttons to get a response or just push the person away – testing to see how much they can endure. Generally, they came back for more. My current man isn’t so placid though and will not tolerate any nonsense from me – can lead to some mega arguments.Continue reading Sex is life – here at TMI Tuesday blog.→
1.What would you do to leave a great impression with a person on your first date?
It is so long since I had a first date – When I was younger it wasn’t so much wanting to leave a good impression but rather to get them under my spell if I liked them enough. I would dress to impress, but tailor that to what I anticipated they would want to see me wear. Apart from that I employed the transparent technique, being open and honest. Can be rare so it usually seemed to work.
2.Do you usually follow your heart or your head?
I am not a romantic but always follow my heart or gut instinct. As far as my brain is concerned love over comes all – can’t say it’s always been the right thing to do. In hindsight, I do wish I had occasionally engaged my head in my relationship decisions. Continue reading Love Emotion Trust – TMI Tuesday Confessional→
Have you ever been in a situation where you find yourself fighting hard to get a relationship off the ground? Is it because of the lack of emotional compatibility?
Emotional Compatibility Matters
Stimulation is so important within a relationship
Ok, have you ever been in a situation where you find yourself fighting hard to get a relationship off the ground? You are sure it has the makings of a meaningful partnership so you invest time, encouragement and most of all love in the person concerned. Your mind is set and any doubts that flutter past are waved away because you are convinced you are doing the right thing with the right person. And maybe for a short while you are, but what happens next confuses you because it is unexpected, it creeps up, slaps you in the face.
As even though in your heart you feel you love this man, you also know he is very lucky to have you loving him, because you believe in yourself and your capabilities. So, after a flying start – where affection and time are lavished on you – an empty vacuum opens up, you become bewildered as to why this could possibly happen. He still smiles at you in that way, wants to make love to you every night and checks your phone! Continue reading Emotional Compatibility Matters in a Long Term Relationship→
WHAT MUST IT FEEL LIKE TO FIND YOURSELF A VIRGIN AT 41 YEARS OLD?
I am always very flattered when I receive mail after someone has read one of my posts. A few weeks ago Rob wrote very candidly to me about his past. With his consent I am now sharing his message with all of you.
Does sex matter? Reckon it does.
I am Rob, a 41-year-old guy and a VIRGIN – yes that’s right still a virgin at 41. There I said it took a little bit, (took some cajones though and mine are like beach balls at the moment).
It’s incredibly frustrating, lonely, crushing – the adjectives are truly endless. I have never been kissed or, touched. Certainly not shagged, how the fuck can you work with that?
This site drew me like a beacon, not because of what you do or are into, more about the CONTEXT, frank discussion without fear of embarrassment.
Imagine having your sexual desires, needs repressed, not explored for 25 + years?
Well, I had a bit of misfortune recently that has left me laid up in bed or resting for at least the next few weeks, possibly more. When you are an agile, able bodied, independent woman like me and you find yourself reliant on someone else 24/7, you feel humbled and subservient and somewhat frustrated.
My relationship with my man is bound up in many things: chemistry, desire, compatibility, engagement, spontaneity, attraction, captivation, need. We care about each other greatly and show this in the time we devote to each other, but not usually by having to physically take care of the other person on a day to day basis.
His total selflessness in the way he is looking after me has made me feel very meek and reflect on my good fortune of having him as my man.
I am not worthy.
When I first met him many years ago I knew that in some areas I was, as the phrase goes, batting above my weight. Such a situation could find me attempting to push the limits, needing to maintain a level of control. But at this time we had different lives to live. We parted amicably without knowing if we would ever meet again. However, it remained in my memory that It was not common for me to have met someone like him. I felt I slotted in with him so comfortably, while still maintaining high levels of adrenalin-fuelled feelings.
I certainly believed it was our destiny to find each other in another time, another place. Without him I would be a lesser person. Without him I would not challenge myself. Without him I would not experience immensely blissful times dotted with pure exasperation.
When I look at him, or the components of him, I am filled up inside with warmth and delight. When I listen to him I hear music. His scent fills my nostrils and desire rises in me. I touch him and I am often lost in another world where just the two of us exist.
These last few weeks have felt almost torturous for me at times. Not only am I captive but I am not allowed to feel his belt on my skin; his hand as it lands firmly on my face; his cock as it intrudes into my cunt before I am properly awake in the morning. At night I sniff the air and smell him, wanting to push my body against him and let him take control of me, in the way only he has been able to. I am not allowed.
I can now look back and see how lucky we have been. We have indulged ourselves in sexual hedonism tinged with deep desire and love. How many people are fortunate to get all that within their coupling?
Laying here I long for this illness to be over. I don’t think in general I took my life for granted, but once I am well and able I will be sure to savour every single moment. Living matters!