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Sunday, August 12. 2018
Women have a much wider range of variation in sexual responsiveness than men. Men are, just, you know, always ready for some fun. Thousands of articles have been written about female sexuality, but, simply, people are different. I have spoken to women who feel hot and who lubricate when husband or boyfriend just say "Let's get together tonight." On the other end of the spectrum, women who take forever to get warmed up in bed whether with a hot new lover or with somebody they love and are used to.
I'll leave out the relationship (or no relationship) aspect because, although that is a factor (see Marital Sex), women vary a great deal in their erotic responsiveness. Some combination of physiological and psychological.
Years ago I spoke with a 40 year-old with three kids who had felt alienated from her husband for a few years, "but the sex is still great." This lady would have her first orgasm within 20 seconds of penetration, and go on to have 6 more in a 30-60 minute sex session. She told me she had been like that with pre-marriage boyfriends too. Told me she got noisy too, which could be awkward. I think I told her she had been blessed. As I recall, she said she was capable of having an orgasm just fantasizing about a guy she saw on the street - no hands.
There's a lot of space between her and women with "arousal disorders" (a real term, but I use it sarcastically). Probably a Bell Curve in female animal nature. Men, obviously, get a kick out of women who get tingles when they see them and are multi-orgasmic. Makes the guy feel good and inclined to come back for more.
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I believe it was Jerry Seinfeld who said "Women need a reason to have sex; men just need a place."
The stereotype is that men are always ready for sex, while women are not. Like most stereotypes, that's no more than half true. The Reddit forum "DeadBedrooms" is populated by about 60% men and 40% women who bemoan that their partners are unwilling.
Being male, I can't say too much, but I hold with Tiresias that on the whole, women have the better of it. I think this because along with women having a wide range of responses, an individual woman herself has a wide range of responses which lead to more varied and nuanced experiences of enjoyment. However, I'm willing to concede this is a misperception on my part.
Men are like leaves.
Women are like charcoal...
They light up at different speeds.
When I was a young man I rode a motorcycle (not Harley). At about 3900 rpm (about 56 mph) it had a vibration. The girls I knew loved riding a motorcycle and I liked girls so I would set the RPM on 3900 and ride. The arms around me would get friiendlier and sometimes even wander and I had to plan the ride to be back at their/my place. Sometimes they would orgasm and sometimes more than once. Sometimes they were in the mood when we got home and sometimes they were past it. But mostly it was female viagra.
The nuns liked to ride bicycles down the cobblestone street by my house.
#4 Anon, I'm 53 & still riding. Women have nothing to do with it, of course.
Depends on the bike, too. My inline fours vibrate, as any engine does, but it's buzzy, not throbbing. My CX500 (transverse V-twin) has more of a pulse to it.
Do you remember a book about 40 years ago called "The Sensuous Woman ?"
All I've ever really noticed is that there are guys who notice what works, and guys who assume they already know. Luckily I married the right kind. Good manners go a long way.
I dated a girl when I was young and inexperienced who loved sex. We dated for a year and everyday we had sex for a couple of hours. It all started normal but after a minute or two she would say "can I get on top?". I'm like "shit yeah". She would get settled in and then she would be kinda leaning forward and rocking slowly side to side. I'm thinking it was working for her because it was deep but she was really pushing her clitoris against me to get off. It would take a couple of minutes and she would moan a little and speed up until she stopped for a few seconds. I'm enjoying the best view of my life and loving it, but she would open her eyes and kinda apologize and say, "sorry it feels good". So I would say it feels good to me too and she would start again. 2-4 minutes and another orgasm. Me still enjoying the view. She again mumbles some kind of "sorry..." and I'm saying no, it feels good. 2-4 minutes later another orgasm and I'm still liking it. after 3-5 orgasms she would ask me to get on top and back to regular intercourse. When I was done she wants to cuddle so of course we do. Then she wants me to sit up and she with her back to me sits between my legs and I start fondling. She has full length mirrors on her bedroom closet so it is double fun. Then I notice she has opened her legs and one leg is now over mine. So I reach down with my right hand to stimulate her and within a minute or so another orgasm. Takes her s few seconds to recover and she turns around and starts giving me oral sex and she is good. After a minute or so she says lay down and I'll get on top. Hell yeah! I adjust two pillows to give me maximum viewing position and she goes through the same routine with another 3-5 orgasms and after her last one she slides off and gives me fantastic oral sex until I orgasm. We did this almost every day for a year.
I'm still unsure about female sexuality and this was just one true story about it. Not intentionally 'pron' I even considered not posting it. But it was relevant.
I dated identical twins one Summer. A friend was dating one and needed someone to double date. They worked at the parents Summer resort so we would pick them up close to sundown each evening. Two beautiful girls way out of my league. My friend had a 1946 Buick (this was in the 50's, and the back seat was the size of a living room. I soon discovered that my date had a short dress on with nothing on underneath. It was a good night but no intercourse. She made it clear that wasn't going to happen but everything else was fair game. She seemed to be playing with me. I could hear her sister and my friend in the front seat and as their intimacy heightened my date became more sexual as though she was competing with her sister. Once as I had my mouth on one breast and my hand between her legs trying to give her pleasure out of the corner of my eye I saw her sister looking over the front seat. I made believe I saw nothing, why not? But the two were definitely playing with us. Although the two were identical in every way one night they switched. The difference was subtle, my new date was more aggressive and sexual and I thought I would get it that night but not to be. I loved their Summer dresses with nothing underneath. I loved their sexual aggressiveness. I loved the room in the back seat of that old Buick. I never got laid but we had a lot of fun on those dates.
Many years ago I was working at a large government computing center. One day my boss asked me to show an admin assistant how to update manuals. She was a pretty 20 YO with long auburn hair and very well endowed. We walked down to the room that was our "library" and made small talk. The library was a 12'x12' room with a table and chairs. We sat down I showed her what to do, pretty easy once you understand the methodology. She was sitting right beside me and I could feel a little tension but I was being perfectly professional. When I was done I asked if she had any questions. She said no and then looked me in the eye and said "I'm not easy but I can be made". There was an awkward silence and I replied "would you like to go to coffee or something?" She said "yes, when?" Another short silence and I said "after work?" Sure she said. We went to a little cafe at the local university just a mile from work and had a coke. After a half an hour or so we went back to my van and as we sat down she said "did you do this?" pointing to the paneling and carpet on the floor. I said yes and she said how did you do it all. So we stepped back to look at it and since it didn't allow standing room we sat on the floor and as I pointed out the paneling she leaned into me and kissed me. We made love, twice. She was insatiable, really, I tried. We made love for about an hour and she was still wanting more. as we sat there catching our breath she looked at me and said "what can I do to make you make love to me again?" Kinda surprised I simple said you can give me oral until I'm hard and if I can get hard again we can make love. She did, I did. For a few weeks we did this every day and then it settled down to 2-3 times a week. I tried to wear her out but she always wanted more. Often over an hour of intercourse and still she would beg me for oral. We "dated" for about a year and she became engaged and married. We still worked together but did not date after that.