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Masturbation Bad For Women?

In recent history “hysteria” was used to reference a women who was irrational to the point that only orgasm would alleviate her from the disease which comes natural to a women sexuality? “The term “Hysteria” comes from a Greek word meaning simply ‘that which proceeds from the uterus’.” Yes I found this rather fascinating how an orgasm could alleviate a women from a disease.

In essence till the 1900’s this was the perspective for 2,500 years on hysteria (Women Sexuality). ” Hysteria was a set of symptoms that varied greatly between individuals (and their physicians), including but not limited to fainting (syncope), edema or hyperaemia ( congestion caused by fluid retention, either localized or general), nervousness, insomnia, sensations of heaviness in the abdomen, muscle spasms, shortness of breath, loss of appetite for food or for sex with the approved male partner, and sometimes a tendency to cause trouble for others, particularly members of the patient’s immediate family. The disorder was thought to be a consequence of lack of sufficient sexual intercourse, deficiency of sexual gratification, or both. Physicians committed to the androcentric model of sexuality were inclined to conflate these two etiologies and to prescribe treatment accordingly.” I find it rather intriguing how low sexual gratification could lead a women to have hysteria. How women behave rather “Irrational”, while hysteria was only curable with a partner not just by yourself.

Apparently Hysteria has been a rather huge deal in the medical field for sometime. ” Hysteria appears in the medical corpus as early as 2000 B.C. In Egypt, but it was not until the time of Hippocrates in the fifth century B.CC that the western clinical definition of the disorder began to take shape. In the Hippocratic corpus, hysteria is a disease of the womb, treatable with exercise and massage. Plato’s reference to hysteria as a disease caused by the uterus,  “an animal inside an animal,” is well-known. By the time of Celsus and Soranus in the first century A.D., genital massage and exercise, usually passive, were standard prescriptions for hysteria. Soranus advocated manipulating the groin and pubic area.” A rather interesting insight in the fact of stimulating the vagina and clitoris would be advocated by the individuals mentioned above to cure hysteria. ” Aretaeus Cappodox, writing a century later on mania as a chronic disease, discusses the cause of ailment, asserting that “women… become affected with mania from want of purgation of the system, when the uterus has attained its full development.” It has to be understandable this was the perspective a long time ago, but has anything really changed?

Not to mentioned if you are more indulgent of sexual gratification of the senses you are more likely to catch hysteria more frequently. ” Galen ( ca. A.D. 129-200), the physician’s physician for centuries after his death, described hysteria as a uterine  disease caused by sexual deprivation, to which passionate women were particularly susceptible. This theme of female sexuality as pathology was to reappear in various forms in later centuries. He describes in detail a genital massage therapy, resulting in contractions and the release of fluid from the vagina, after which the patient was relieved of her symptoms. His account is literally the classic description of massage therapy for hysteria, which was to be repeated almost verbatim in later texts and to be regarded as therapeutic gospel in some medical circles until the end of the nineteenth century.”

It makes one wonder if women sexuality has been repressed for fear of what actually lie within thru all this centuries. Then off course masturbation was rather a great way to relieve hysteria, that women ‘needed’ someone else to help. ” Marriage was the best remedy, but if all else failed, masturbation to orgasm was indicated: “According to Avicenna the cure was efficacious only if the sensations of coitus that is, pleasure and pain, were felt. Medieval doctors generally omitted to refer to this aspect of the treatment when recommending recourse to manipulation; yet it was evident that the female sexual discharge accompanied orgasm.” One might infer from this passage that Avicenna or his colleagues might have occasionally advocated masturbation by the woman herself. This is not the case.  In the ‘Canon’ he warns of women’s resorting to “rubbing, among other women” as a possible consequence of unsatisfying intercourse; it is clearly not intended as advice on recommended practice for women. The privilege (or drudgery) of such “rubbing” was reserved for husbands, doctors, and midwives.”

If you are not aware until recently women have more freedom and honestly deserve it after much subjugation from society as a whole. Before marriage was apparently the one of the few cures for this disease ” Nor should you wonder at all these things which are natural to women, and are particularly to be expected of the condition of virgins; because of retention of the sexual fluid, the heart and surrounding areas are enveloped in a morbid and moist exudation: this is especially true of the more lascivious females, inclined to venery, passionate women who are most eager to experience physical pleasure; if she is of this type she cannot ever be relieved by any aid except that of her parents, who are advised to find her a husband. Having done so, the man’s strong and vigorous intercourse alleviated the frenzy. She married an energetic young man, who, having discharged his martial responsibilities with vigor, she took to this with enthusiasm; under the appropriate treatment she flourished, revived, bloomed with the rosy shade of well-bein, and was entirely restored to health.”

It isn’t the first time I incounter this form of thinking which I find it hard to understand at times but I am aware that it is individuals perspectives. There isn’t anything wrong with masturbation; unless you off course over do it and condition yourself to only receive that form of climax; which is fine if you desire that. The same with pornography you essentially condition oneself to orgasm with the help of ponography so when the time comes to have actual intercourse it will be not as exciting or rather difficult to participtate in intercourse itself. I still believe women sexuality has been rather suffocated or treated as a crime when it’s rather sensual, fluid, very admirable. If as a society we let women sexuality flourish it would be a rather more healthy society as a whole instead of having fear, human race we would have more secure women that feel home within their own bodies.

reference

Rachel P. Maines.(1999).The Technology Of Orgasm:University Press

History Of The Vibrator

We understand that women sexuality is rather misunderstood also has been apparently misguided for centuries. Until recently masturbation was considered wrong or an unhealthful act for women to reach bliss. Let’s dive a little into how women orgasms has been misunderstood as well as the medical industry this was profitable.

Let’s look into how women orgasms was an extra income for physicians. “Western medicine, described a medical treatment for a complaint that is no longer defined as a disease but that from at the least the fourth century B.C until the American Psychiatric Association dropped the term in 1952, was known as mainly as hysteria. This purported disease and its sister ailments displayed a symptomatology consistent with the normal functioning of female sexuality, for which relief, not surprisingly, was obtained through orgasm, either through intercourse in the marriage bed or by means of massage on the physician’s table.” Essentially due to the fact that most women can’t just orgasm thru penetration alone they required stimulation on the clitoris which is how the vibrator and other instruments were made to help physicians help women dilemma of being unsatisfied.

The vibrator to help with women hysteria (Sexuality) to help reach orgasm. “When the vibrator emerged as an electromechanical medical instrument at the end of the nineteenth century, it evolved from previous massage technologies in response to demand from physicians for more rapid and efficient physical therapies particularly for hysteria. Massage to orgasm of female patients was a staple of medical practice among some(But certainly not all) Western physicians from the time of Hippocrates until the 1920s, and mechanized this task significantly increased the number of patients a doctor could treat in a working day.”  Yes essentially vibrators were primarily made to help women achieve orgasm with the help of doctors.

Another interesting is how not being able to achieve orgasm for women was considered an illness. “Because the androcentric model of sexuality was thought necessary to the pro-natal and patriarchal institution of marriage and had been defended and justified by leaders of the western medical establishment in all centuries at least since the time of Hippocrates, marriage did not always “cure” the “disease” represented by the ordinary and uncomfortably persistent functioning of women sexuality outside the dominant sexual paradigm. This relegated the task of relieving the symptoms of female arousal to medical treatment, which defined female orgasm under clinical conditions as the crisis of an illness, the “hysterical paroxysm. In effect, doctors inherited the task of producing orgasm in women because it was a job nobody else wanted.” Not certain how an individual wouldn’t desire to help a partner reach bliss, rather sad how it is considered a job.

The main points is are how the vibrator came into the market; to cure a disease which was just having an orgasm to cure a women from ‘hysteria’. Also it makes me wonder if in the past till now how many individuals don’t pay attention to the clitoris which has thousands of nerves past superior to anything within the human body. Also how intercourse alone doesn’t necessarily mean women will have an all everlasting orgasm.

reference

Rachel P. Maines.(1999).The Technology Of Orgasm:University Press

Expanded Orgasm – 2

I suggest to refer to the first post for instructions on how to follow the “Breath of Fire”. Be aware that as an individual always keep expanding in every aspect of one own life; you never stop learning and expanding.

The Breathe Of Fire

“The breath of fire is a Kundalini yoga technique. It is a powerfully energizing breath that gets the little neurons in your brain humming as it clears your lungs and cleanses your blood. The breath of fire is aptly named. I usually feel a lot of heat spreading out from the center of my body when I do this breath. This rapid, continuous breath is done entirely through the nose. It can be done in any position, but it’s best learned standing or sitting up with a straight spine. The emphasis of this breath is on the exhale.” I personally enjoy this breath more than the others; while jogging this could really wake you up.

  1. “Exhale. As you exhale, push the air out by rapidly pulling your navel to your spine.”
  2. “To inhale, simply release your navel outward. The breath fills your lungs automatically.”
  3. Put your hand on your diaphragm to focus your attention there and to feel the power of this breathe.”
  4. “Begin with one breath every two seconds; work up to one or two breaths per second.”

Requires a little practice, but I could honestly say it is worth it. The only conflicting part is to consciously do it while having intercourse.

The Heart Breath

  1. “Yawn. Feel how the yawn opens the back of your throat and stretches out your whole mouth and face? That’s the feeling of the openness you want when you do the heart breath.”
  2. “Breath. Let your mouth fall open slightly. Relax your jaw and face, open the back of your throat, and breath in through your mouth, gently but fully.”
  3. “Exhale. Don’t push the breath out; just let it fall out with a gentle little sigh,ahh.”
  4. “Take in a much air as you can, as effortlessly as you can, then let it go.”

Practice the breath till you get remember them and incorporate them into intercourse or masturbation and feel the difference. Remember it does not have to be perfect; just jump in and do it.

reference

Carrellas, Barbara. Urban Tantra: Sacred Sex for the Twenty-first Century. Celestial Arts, 2007

Tempted Soul

Little short passages I wrote that are going to be added at the end of the book but not as stories. After this I will continue to write about intercourse and relationships again.

As I lay awake at nights contemplating the feelings in which my heart aches at night and body tenses as I remember your scent. The feeling of our bodies touching one another as we collide in a heat of passion as your ecstasy fuels my feeling of desire deepen to new depth that my soul didn’t know. The rapture of this feeling is deep that even now as time has passed I still feel you. The soft gentles caresses that I felt when indulging in pleasures that my body has not felt since I have last laid eyes on you. A smile that captivated my senses and other feelings which soared higher than the sun itself. This feelings of agony and pleasure mix with a hint of compassion reminds me of nights when you laid in my embrace as you felt happy and safe and every problem you had just melted as you lay in my presence. As I write this I remember as warm water brought are two heated bodies together as we soared the ladder of blissful climax in which we intertwined till we couldn’t physically do anymore. As are souls ached for more are bodies responded with the sweet guidance that only the heart will let us feel. As I sit here on this beach hearing the waves crash and a soft breeze pushing against my warm body; I only desire to know what your warm body would feel against mine.

As I contemplate this memories I feel a turmoil unfold within me. Memories that wash over me as this feelings are ready to rupture into a million pieces. I tend to listen as the winds brought forward your words. They landed gently onto my soul; promises that weren’t kept. Ideas that I contemplated as you brought a gift bearing more than I ever foretold. Looking into your eyes I seen a soul that yearn for more. Not mistakenly your eyes watered as I disappeared unto the unknown. As I came back with resilience your eyes gleamed with hope; brought bearing a gift which you unwrapped with a tempted soul.

Writing this very late I can’t help wonder about you. My heart and soul yearn to know what is like to be in heaven again with you. Remembering as once you where mine and only mine. Your tender embraces feeling the roughness of my desire as we sychronize into one rhythm. Hearing your moans echo agaist the wall driving me to lose all control and sense and witness the beauty of a women laying underneath me. My admiration for you has no bounds; my desire is deep; my love knows no bounds; my body aches to indulge in pleasure. As are bodies collide and laughter flows into time. Memories left in the sand which only time will remove. Nonetheless only eternity will remember the passion that we share and time can’t completely destroy.

Breaking Point – 3

This is towards the end of the erotica story; I’ll be giving the book here for free to my followers as a thanks. As far as I can tell people enjoy this story more than the other two. Enjoy

Every mountain I walk towards I see another in my way; as anything else I don’t stop. My desire is deep and my agonizing heart tells me to no avail should I yield. I feel your breath on my neck as we breathe one another in. I smell the desire between us growing as we see into one another eyes. This agonizing feeling that you cause me to feel; no one else makes me feel the way you do. Your smile sends my senses into another galaxy as your eyes glimmer of excitement. You call me an enthusiast and you indulge yourself with pleasures that seek further. I imagine searching new places that I have never seen, but I know god was grateful when he put you onto my path. As I admired your beauty I couldn’t help but want every single aspect of you. As we indulge in are five senses and at a deeper level of are soul I knew what Love was once again. I woke up from a deep sleep to find a women radiating with what I wanted. I go far; but I knew I didn’t want to stop till you beg me for no more. My depth is deep; but I knew you could handle it. Out of my own insecurities I didn’t give you everything I could have given you. My heart beats and this memories haunt me when I felt the warmth of your body against mine. As we embraced one another lust and love I knew I found something very few people find in this world. I never tried anything on you; was rather natural. When I told you..”Do you believe in destiny…? (Yes) why? I felt something deep inside that told me I would regret if I didn’t come for you” seeing your eyes show compassion I knew supreme intelligence was being too generous with me. As I breathe the cold air and imagine how far you are; your smile fading away from my memories; I just know my heart knows what it feels. When you told me my aura was transparent you weren’t wrong. My depth of my drive knows no bounds; I imagine holding you in my arms as I look deeply into your eyes. Undaunted at my stare as we know one another, I bring you closer to me. I want you to feel my warmth and what I feel; you bring me to my knees. As I slowly raise your chin to kiss your tender wet lips I can’t forget what you smell like. As you take my embrace knowing you will be okay in my arms and will be safe I pick you up against the wall as I smell your neck; I want to remember this. I hold you firmly ripping your shirt and bra with ease; I want no barriers. I throw you onto the bed as you look at me with desire I ask you to take of your pants and underwear. Admiring your full body you become shy, I ease your tension by telling you that you are gorgeous. I don’t say something I don’t mean. Would you believe me I would deny a model over you? I would do it any day; And I Have. As I tie your hands I don’t want you to touch I ask you to bend over; Admiring your nice ass I spank you slowly. I will be leaving my mark on your ass; tonight you will be mine. As you let out a low husky groan I feel desire overwhelming me; I haven’t had the pleasure of having you for some time. I flip you over and untie you. I will do to you what I should have done I pick you up against the wall and relelentelsly start fucking you, I want you to look at me as you know you are the only one that has this deep effect on me. Your moans become louder filling the room I stop and open the window and bend you over on the rail as you overlook the ocean. I enter you deeply and spank your ass as I pull upon your hair roughly not holding back being merciless with your body as you completely let go into your desire. The despair of pleasure soaking every sense of your body as you ask me not to stop! As I stop you look at me why? I grab your hand and throw you onto the bed once more, I grab one leg and put it onto my shoulder. I want you to feel me as deeply as possible. Being relentlessly I have the intention of you screaming; I want the neighbors to know my name! As you ask for more grasping onto me as you climax for me once; twice; three times I won’t stop till you ask me to stop. As are bodies collide are groans and desire filling are bodies beyond what is humanly possible. You get on top I see the beauty of your body as you guide me to ecstasy and bliss that you seem to feed upon and grow your own desire. As are souls come together to feel the exchange of energy we climax onto one another feeling one another at a deeper level.

 

Other Parts of the story

Breaking Point

Breaking Point – 2

Breaking Point – 2

“Were not done yet” “What!?, I don’t think I could take it anymore. You already given me more orgasms than I can’t count. I feel numb” He seem to be contemplating ” it’s okay one more will do, get on your knees.” I won’t deny I wanted him to cum into me and fill me up with all his juices. He was still hard as he grabbed my juices with his fingers and put them into my anus. It shocked me” It’s okay you will enjoy this” so far he knows what is he doing so why not. “Okay”. He inserted a dildo into my ass with a slow steady pace, allowing me to get use to this feeling. As I breathed into to get use to the feeling he inserted his penis into my vaginal. In a rhythm that drove me too far as he reached around to stimulate my clitoris at the same time. Holy shit an addiction that drove me obsessed with the intoxication in my veins as I was left speechless. As his onslaught became merciless and pounding into my ass, vagina, I couldn’t bear it anymore. My body ached with a rupture which I thought would explode me into a million shattered pieces. As I screamed “Daimon please I can’t take it anymore! I can’t please just cum with me please. I want all your juices inside me and feel all of you please!” His groaned came out hoarse and deep, driving my animalistic senses to a whole new depth I didn’t know existed. ” Now Julie” as I screamed his name “Daimon” feeling all his juices feel all of me. Exhausted as we both laid down; shaking all over my body tense as the aftershocks flowed all over me. I couldn’t say anything I stopped existing feeling the indulgence of desire.

He laid beside me as I observed his figure in the dark. It has only been a few days and I have grown attached to him. I feel confused almost shocked at how fast things have happen. “I will be back, want water?” “Yes please”. Seeing him go makes me ache inside which definitely tells me I am attached to him. At times I have a hard time understanding myself but he seems to understand me and have some patience. I am afraid that he would get bored of me and leave me, I am scared to love him. I’ve been hurt before and he seems to tear down my walls and see me for who I am. I have to be strong and independent and not let my feelings run wild. Seeing him return I wondered how he felt, did he want me or just sex? Was I the only one?

“Daimon I feel like everything happened so fast” as he looked at me intrigued seeking with his eyes for more information. I already said this might as well continue “The way you make me feel; you are so passionate and driven and relentless. I am afraid that you will get bored and move on. I don’t like getting hurt and you don’t seem like you will settle.” Looking into his eyes I seen something I have never seen in him before. Was it compassion, anguished, uncertainty it’s like he lost his composure. He set the water down on the table as he sat naked on the edge of the bed. Thinking deeply to what he will be saying. As he looked at me closely his stare driving a fire inside me with just his intensity making me nervous he looked away as he struggled inwardly with something.

His body was tense as he looked at me again his voice was soft and compassionate “Julie” he paused never looking away as the tension grew between us. ” I don’t do this with just anyone, when I first laid eyes on you I knew I have found what I’ve been aching for.” I was lost for words searching to see if he was lying but I know he is being honest and straightforward with me. I could tell he was honest because he was struggling as he doesn’t like being vulnerable. “I love who you are Julie, and that within itself is a gift that God placed in my life and deeply grateful for. You are what I want and I knew that since I first laid eyes on you.”

 

 

The soul seeks growth, at times the best things are the thing we can’t see but only feel deep within ourselves which words can’t describe but we feel. – Alex

Breaking Point

As it is getting long I will publish the rest in another blog post.

Desire Pill

Have you ever felt desire dwindling or felt you lack sexual drive? I was looking into how to make desire last in a long-term relationship. If the waning of lust or yearning could be brought back. I remember the pharmaceutical companies are creating pills in which would spike women desire back up, essentially the same as what Viagra does to men.

Apparently America is a big market for such pills ” medications, molecules aimed by pharmaceutical giants at the same despair, the feeling of desire’s vanishing, aimed at the same market, worth over four billion dollars a year in America alone”. As well it made me wonder why hasn’t a pill been made yet. It’s also interesting how birth control pills effect some women than others differently ” women whose antidepressants suffocate their desire. He would have a way to understand one of the conundrums of his field: why birth control pills snuffed out sexuality in some– but far from all–women”. It seems like women desire is rather more complex than males.

I wondered if a women desire seems to wain from more of a psychological perspective and why has no pill been approved by the FDA. The mind tends to control the body and sometimes vice versa, as well political has to do with the pills not being approved. ” Another reason was bound up with a David-and-Goliath battle that some therapist saw themselves fighting heroically against the drug industry–against its rush to find, win FDA approval for, and market what is loosely known as a female Viagra. Since the late nineties, when pharmaceutical companies has begun making billions by assisting erections with a chemical that affected the capillaries of the penis, the corporations had been seeking an equivalent for women. But this hadn’t been going smoothly, because women’s sexual problems usually aren’t genital; they’re entrenched in psycholigcal.” If this is true wouldn’t it be as easy as thinking differently? Or is it much deeper than just the thought process and something more biological?

The more political side of it would be society would change dramatically. The resonated with what Goldstein recounted from his involvement with Flibanserin. In Flibanserin’s trials, he hadn’t taken his usual outsider’s role, interviewing women, dispensing medication. He’d been hired as an advisor by the corporation that owned the molecule; he’d been in on strategy sessions. “When you’re going to the FDA with this kind of drug, there’s the sense that you want your effects to be good but not to good.” he said. Too good hadn’t turned out to be Flibanserin’s problem, but, he explained. “There was a lot of discussion about it by the experts in the room, the need to show that you’re not turning women into nymphomaniacs. There’s a bias, a bias against– a fear of creating the sexuality aggressive women. here’s this idea of societal breakdown.” This off course would be very negative to how society been structured for the last millenium or so. As far as we know off course.

As far I am aware the companies have not been able to find a drug that brings desire or lust back within a relationship. There are a few theories of why, I think there is other remedies but it is things I would have to test out first.

refrences

( Daniel,Bergner. What Do Women Want? United States : HarperCollins Publishers Inc. June 2013)

Fatal Mistakes

Three years ago I met this women called Daisy at subway on Vermont and Sunset. At that point it was my destination every other day to go work there. Oddly she came back into my life now but I didn’t see her the same as before. When I first seen her eating a tuna sandwich she seemed rather sad and in agony. I spoke to her if I could join and smiled to cheer her day up. I felt her sadness and I couldn’t help but wonder why would she be sad. Her blond hair fell to her shoulder width and pink small lips formed a sad smile, her blue eyes showing sadness even tears forming. I spoke to her softly to ease her tension, and told her that this is a new beginning for her. She smiled and laughed. Her eyes glowed with happiness which I thought was good because life is pleasant. As we spoke she started to tell me what is going on.

Daisy was twenty-four at the time and had broken up with her abusive boyfriend who she was for Twelve years. Yes I was surprised she was with him since middle school, at the time we spoke. They had broken up two months prior and I could tell the effects were still strong at that point. She was studying art and drew very well which captivated my interest. She was failing miserably in school because her life was more dedicated to her e.x at that point. I started to guide her to be more focus on herself and finish school because she has so much talent; I didn’t want to see that go to waste. Her ambitious were grand and I pushed her to see the confidence I seen in her.

Two months after meeting her I started an open relationship with her, being very brittle she started to smile more and became very caring. Being really attractive she started to turn heads and radiated this exuberance of happiness. At that point being only with one partner her whole life she was ready to bloom; ripe for spring so too speak. As her sexuality expanded she became more feminine and her body language/self-confidence just grew. Five months later her e.x contacted her and I became aware because I believe in honesty is mutual. I notice her internal turmoil and consolidated her, but always let her do as she desires. I warned her what would happen if she went back with him; I knew she desired a relationship. Eventually she started with him again and I let her be.

Three years into the future she is twenty-seven and I am twenty-two. We met up as she contacted me. I was intrigued what happen to her after such a long time; apparently he became abusive again she left school and I was astounded but felt empathy towards her. He cheated on her and left her when I think she is really attractive and has such a great personality if you see inside her walls. I was infuriated but then again its a choice she made. At the end I kept her as a friend because I respect her and had a good connection with her. I doubt I’ll ever seek out more, at times is good to give out an open hand to help someone in need. At times it’s financial other times is emotional and that is something that money can’t buy.

I wrote this with her permission; I don’t write about individuals without their consent.

Three Women Speak

As I sat hearing the song Motivation by Kelly Rowland in Tierra Mia which is a coffee shop, drinking a horchata frappe sitting down I couldn’t help but overhear three young women speaking about intercourse. Sitting in a table near the door they where directly five feet away from me at their own table. It was rather empty being 12pm in the morning, but one of the women was speaking proudly about an experience that caught my attention.

I observe two of the women had black hair and are rather thin, I assumed around 115, no split ends which I figured they must take care of themselves and as well physique. Light brown tone to their complexion, the more excited one has brunette hair; 5’8 and seem toned; I figured from some type of sport. As I approached them I directed my attention to her specifically; I overheard your enthusiastic voice about a recent experience and I believe people would be interested in your story. What do you mean? I blog. About? Sex and relationships; I study this. They all laughed, and they all agreed why not. This off course is the short version off the conversation.

The brunette was Brenda which introduced me to Stephanie and Janet, apparently all college students. Tell me what happen, I have had only one partner in my life till I met this guy his name is Joseph. We met about six months ago and I couldn’t be helped but he tried to flirt with me and is rather daring. I felt this excitement and a little uncomfortable of the fact that he is twenty – eight and I am twenty. This didn’t stop him and last night I gave into him, which shocked me because it took my E.X three year till we had sex. I think he is a bad boy even thought he is older; I think all he wants is sex which is okay with me. They all laughed and giggle; how was the sex?

It was nothing like I ever felt; Like I felt bad and naughty and desired. Like he did a lot to get me; I wore a thong and special lingerie for him. He was extremely rough with me and I enjoyed myself like never before. I had one orgasm but that orgasm was so deep and so exhilarating that it shook my body and left me breathless. He said it was a form of tantra, breathing techniques? ( I figured she had a full body orgasm, I have seen women eyes roll back, full body twitching and not being able to walk from this. Could be really strong when you mix tantra with intercourse). Stephanie saying I haven’t even had an orgasm you lucky b****. Janet apparently hasn’t had intercourse, everyone at their own time.

Brenda was talking to me about how deep can an orgasm go? There this thing in Tantra in which it’s called becoming with one or an all blissful orgasm that shoots out of your head and you feel at peace. People say it’s possible but it requires knowing your breathing techniques, hmm maybe Joseph could help me with that. Yes, he sounds experience and I am thinking you will be enjoying yourself with him. Yes I am!