Sex Positive Or Bad?

"What are you sorry for?" he asked, pulling my face in front of his, gazing into my eyes intensely since I first climbed astride on him. I didn't reply. I didn't have to, for in his eyes I saw the sudden acknowledgment that I had found in myself as I stood in front of that doorway staring at him just minutes earlier. An hour prior our whole relationship had been predicated on sex, however now it was so much more.

What started with the intent to be nothing more than a peck soon became a total makeout session. By the time he’d carried me to the bedroom, we were both rock hard and full of desire. Before letting myself sleep, we got intimate.

His kiss finds freedom, his reservations are slashed at the throat, and his morals buried. I know now that he’s always wanted me. This kiss tells me so. In the way he lets it all unleash. In the way he holds me tight to him, as if he’s afraid I might slip through his fingers. In the way his heart pounds against my bosom. He’s been starved for me. All this time.

He was the most gentle lover, I had ever known, yet, the simplest touch from him, stimulated every fiber of my being; I felt I would go insane if he did not take me soon… When his mouth lowered to my pleasure place, I immediately climaxed and then cried because it was not what I wanted, not yet. He rose and entered me, causing a continuation of my orgasm that seemed to go on forever; I thought I would die from the immense pleasure he was giving me. His eyes watched me; even as he kissed me, he never closed his eyes. Not, until it was time to let loose his juices. Eye to eye, I watched him. I wondered how it felt for him. Did it feel the same? Did it feel better than what I

This is where the story turns. One: I drove over to his house to return a tire iron. Two: I had a jar of kisses with a note on top that read “for when you need a kiss and I am not around.”

How could I let Eli force me into this? After what seemed like forever there was a short silence. I took a breath and muttered to myself. “I hate Eli.” I spoke louder than I had intended to so she looked at me with curiosity. I gestured to where Ankia had disappeared. “His planner isn't in the cafe. He just wanted a distraction to force me into confessing to you.” She looked at me with a blank expression. I hugged my legs and stared at my feet, “I've had a crush on you for about a year and he thinks I should ask you out.” I glared at my feet. It wasn't exactly romantic, but I just wanted to blame Eli for my situation. Even if I let him every step of the way, invited him even. I wanted to think that it was him who made me jump off the stupid cliff. I would never jump off a stupid cliff of my own free will, why would I do that? All these things went through my head as the eternal silence held the air in

I didn’t know if Dale and I were out on a date or just spending time with each other. opening doors, holding out my chair, me snatching him back before he walks into a light pole, in front of a moving car, or trip over the sidewalk all because he kept looking at me. I didn’t know if I was flattered (highly) or frighten (highly as well). When hours or days go by and with me only remembering him opening his car door on a bright sunny day as I was getting into and… Dale opens the car door for me at night to getting out, what girl wouldn’t be a bit spooked. I knew I was in love with Dale and not just because of his good looks, had blinding smile, or his lips kissing me felt… Let’s leave the turning my legs to soft dough out of this conversation. What girl wouldn’t fall to pieces the way he lifts my leg. However, but something just didn’t feel… right. Tonight we were having dinner at his house and then to the movies.

I wanted to thank him for being there, but my heart was damaged, with no space for gratitude. My lips were slightly cracked, my fingers were worn down from the constantly holding onto his apparel. Abruptly I lifted my face to his, speaking to him the only way I knew how. My lips intermingled with his, he didn't move, even I was unwelcome there. Impossible stillness. For a moment there was a suspended second of nothingness before colliding again. I didn't care if he didn't want me the I wanted him, I needed to feel the sensations I had felt with him before. I only cared about myself, how everything would affect me, but I let myself fall back on his lips. He was uncertain as I guided his fingers to the lining of my face. His stubble scratched at my skin gently, unraveling my itch for him. His faithless lips responded to mine. He staggers foward, pulling me closer, placing me on his lap. My mouth opened in slight shock, but it is greeted with his lips again. I safely lean my back against the steering wheel, cautious not to sound the alarm. He kissed me until the space between his lips drew out the blue in my blood. With a slight tug, I easily came tumbling down onto him, warm sugar huddled at his fingertips. My precious bag had fell to the floor, but I didn't care enough to notice. His body was pressed against me, firmer than I had imagined, which frightened and excited me. One of his hands stroked my upper thigh, my body

Julie Carter I see that we all think different and that make us a unique person because the two test I took was Race Implicit Association test and Sexuality Implict Association Test and I see you took two different ones. I understand how you feel that you got to be cautious about the fat and thin because you do not want you daughter feel a type way or be insecure about her weight or how she look , because I got two daughters and my oldest daughter skin and my youngest is short and blessed , I want my daughter to feel comfortable the way they are and I always remind them I love them for who they are and they are perfect the size they are. I grew up working hard and I work and raise my children I am not a stay at home mom .

I wanted to do it so badly the night before that but i didn't think you wanted to. but hey i warned you that if you looked at me like that again, something was going to happen lmao. And when i saw your smile after it completly changed my view on life. It showed me tha there was hope for me to be happy and from that moment on i knew thati loved you ashley michelle mcclelland. you are everything i could ever dream for and i hope that i get the chance to show you how much you truly mean to me. these past 5ish months have had some of the greatest experiences of my life. from staying up until 7 oclock talking to you and finally passing out next to you on the couch. to having you there for me when i felt like no one else would be, you have shown me a passion that i have never felt before. I love and charish every part of your being and i dont know where id be if you hadn't have walked into my life. Ashley im sorry that i cant always bring things up when they are bothing me but i sometimes feel like if i do then im going to ruin my chances of being more than just your "friend". because i do want more than that but like i said ash. I want you to be in my life regardless of what

In Beautiful Señoritas, each woman is talking about the point where she became a woman and the Mama says, “The harassment of being a woman…So many parts to be played so many parts to be stifled and denied” (43). This quote forced me to consider my interactions with men. There was a boy named Aaron. We had been flirting over text for a week and I was excited to meet him in person. Spending time with his there was no profound or instant connection, but it was nice. We went to his room and put on a TV show. An episode and a half in I notice him keep looking at me. Finally, I look at him when he looks at me and lean over and start kissing him. He’s eager and impatient with his kisses. Like this is the first and last time he will ever get to kiss a girl in his life and he needs to soak it all in as quickly as possible.  Kissing should be a way to have a romantic nonverbal conversation with body movement and physical contact, but in this conversation, he was shouting while I calmly tried to reason with him, my message was stifled under his own noise. His hands start to probe my body as his mouth attacked mine, like my body was his specimen to explore the parts of the female body. Of course, he had no way see the story and struggle in my stretch marks and cellulite that I would be able to trace, but he didn’t even seem to appreciate my body as

The soft moans from your mouth could no longer be contained as Jimin’s hands continued to rub at the nub in your pants. His mouth lingered on your neck, taking small bites in all the places he knew would turn you on more. He loved hearing your voice as it turned from soft and whispery to loud and raspy and, if he could, he would change it everyday.

"Nice abs." Then the guy went down and started sucking on Jimin's nipples. "Mm." Jimin moaned. He thought people were looking at him but he remembered they were in a closed booth. Then Jimin covered his mouth. He stared at Jungkook. Jungkook just stood there shocked at how his boyfriend just moaned but not for him but for another guy. Jungkook shoved the guy away from Jimin. "This is MY boyfriend." Jimin hurried to go next to Jungkook. Jungkook then punched the guy. "Ugh,fine.. But hopefully I'll see you soon." He winked at Jimin. Jimin blushed. Then the guy left both of them there. Jungkook turned to face Jimin. "I'm sorry you had to go through all that babe." Jimin them smirked. "I think I like the part the guy did, that felt very good." Jungkook smirked. "And for letting him do that you get a punishment." Jungkook pinned Jimin to the door and went down to his pants. He unzipped them and pulled down Jimin's boxers. Exposing Jimin's member. Jungkook sucked on it fast and deep. Jimin moaned. "S-stop it k-Kookie." Jungkook just sucked even faster. That made Jimin

It was about midnight when Carlisle and Esmé walked in from their hunt. There cloths soaked in animal blood. Esmé wrapped her arms around Carlisle and kissed him on his lips. I grabbed roses arm and pulled her over to me. She wrapped her arm around my waist as I hold her hand. I whispered in her ear, as I pulled back her golden hair and said ' later let's go half sex in the woods, while we on are hunt. She smiled with those lushes red lips of hers and said OK. She then whispered into my ear and said remind me to poet some good panties on. I chuckled as my cheeks flushed with redness from her saying that to me. Carlisle looked at us, with a stern face as so did Esmé. About a month ago Esme and Carlisle caught us, having sex in the living room

Carl jumped into bed and I closed the door and turned the Light out. I crawled into bed with him and cuddled up to him.He looked down at me with a smile on his face. I looked up at him and asked "What's the smile about?" "Nothing Bailey god can I not smile?" He asked playfully I rolled my eyes and warned him "Grimes." He said "Okay okay sorry." I laid there looking up at Carl while my head was laid on his chest. I stayed there looking into him eyes.Then I sat up and placed my lips on his. "I love you Carl." I turned over and said "Good night Grimes." a few minutes passed and I heard "I love you too Dixon." I smiled before I fell into a dreamless