A male reader, pr0112358 +, writes (5 January 2016): It happen often to me and yes like you I questioned my wife and she said it is not an accident but the clincher that removed all ambiguity was when a skinny flat chested Asian girl at work had to stand 6 inches from me and casually press her breast against me for 20 seconds while we discussed work minutia.
Grazing the private parts. I recently started seeing a new massage therapist who is a good friend of my former therapist after she moved away. The person I started seeing gives a great all around massage, however supine position (face up), when she is massaging my thighs her hands or arms occasionally brush or graze against my penis.
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I once accidentally brushed my erect penis against my mothers arse, now that's disturbing. I would like to stress again though that it was purely accidental and I don't purposely try and lure the woman who gave birth to me into a position were I can get a free rub of my penis off her body while I am at full mast, that would require way to much effort, I just got lucky this time.
Yeah Cutted, she did press her breasts against me. She's engaged and talks about her fiance all the time. Maybe it was just buzzed flirting. Weird thing is, no BS, today she had a cucumber on her desk and I asked her about it and she pretended to give it head. She definately would have felt something if she hug me after that! Thanks again -
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She responded by spreading them open for him, and as soon as his fingers brushed her lips she began to moan, quietly at first but as he stroked her moist folds she grew louder and louder. He licked at her neck, tasting the sweat again as he slid two fingers inside of …
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She is hot. I like that. Over time, I graduated to being able to shut down FOFK’s nagging voice pretty quickly when she started whining about gender roles and power during sex, and replace it with my own positive thoughts, such as: It doesn’t matter who’s taking on the “masculine role”—in fact, there is no masculine role; we are ...Estimated Reading Time: 6 mins
Umm, you could maybe text me some time? Tagged as: Big Questions. He walked down to his row, and made his way to his locker. I had been worried, because so many of my friends had told me how much they hated giving blow jobs. Instagram Facebook Twitter Tumblr. I would, I would! Over time this became more and more bothersome as I would often be half way down the stairs when my mum would rush out the living room door and I'd have to clatter back up before she spotted her darling youngest with handfuls of sticky Kleenex grasped in his mittens. Accept Learn More Ryan took the hint, and ran his fingers through her slick lips. I wouldn't be embarressed, it isn't like you did it on purpose. His hand grazed my breast tentatively, and I grabbed it and put it up my shirt. She is hot. What was to follow is pretty self evident, but on latter occasions I admit I've used the same sort of technique to make prospective sexual partners aware of my state of arousal, and with a high degree of success. The voices sounded oddly high pitched. As she took the flaccid piece into her mouth, Karen guided him down onto the bench, laying him on his back. He pushed the button on the little shampoo dispenser and got a little on his hands, running it through his hair to clear the chlorine out. Ever since then I always male sure of carrying at least 2 condoms, with even more in stock in the bedroom. Everyone else went straight home. But I did know—I was doing it. Ryan smiled back at her, nodding. I was standing up and she came over and gave me a big hug. Most Discussed Viewed. ORG relationship advice Got a relationship, dating, love or sex question? Coach Klein blew the whistle, signaling the end of practice for the day. I loved seeing him vulnerable, needing something from me. Introducing Coach Natalie Randolph. Actually the other day one of my coworkers did the same more than once throughout the day. More From Thought Catalog. Ryan brought his fingers up to his mouth, tasting her juices as he sucked on one finger and offering Sarah the other, which she accepted eagerly. She quietly moaned as she took his entire length inside of her, gently bucking forward when her pelvis made contact with his. Sometimes even just letting it rest there. You could put your hand around it, and I did. So the question is to the ladies, can you feel a mans genitals not an erection from just a hug? Add your answer to this question! Ryan laid his towel, goggles, and key down on the end of the bench and pulled down his swim shorts, releasing his penis into the open. You're in! She closed her eyes in enjoyment as she cleaned her mess off of his finger. Log in or Sign up. So I was at work last night and one of my female co-workers stopped by after a few drinks. About Rookie Rookie is an online magazine and book series for teenagers. He licked at her neck, tasting the sweat again as he slid two fingers inside of her, forcing a gasp and a teeth-clenched groan. The commotion drew the attention of three other girls, also on the team, all eyeing him intently. Search New Questions Answers. I wanted to successfully complete this milestone act, and I did, and it was fine, but I was severely weirded out by the whole experience. Add your answer to the question "What does it mean when women press their boobs into you? He told me what to do and how to do it, and I complied. But just like Skipper it had to be done, not only for my benefit but for the greater good. Fastswitch , Jul 26,
Rookie is no longer publishing new content , but we hope you'll continue to enjoy the archives , or books , and the community you've helped to create. Thank you for seven very special years! Rookie is an online magazine and book series for teenagers. Each month, a different editorial theme drives the writing, photography, and artwork that we publish. Learn more about us here , and find out how to submit your work here! I was 17 the first time I touched a penis. I was excited and nervous. This time, I swore to myself, I wanted to actually touch it i. I was Mormon, after all, and making out like Matt and I had been was totally forbidden already. I was definitely not going to have sex with him. Sex—as in penis-in-vagina straight-people intercourse—was for marriage. Making out with Matt, however, was fascinating and new, and I got so turned on when I felt his boner pressing against me. I had met him at the coffee shop I went to nearly every night in downtown Green Bay, Wisconsin, where he was a barista. He was tall and thin, with gigantic brown eyes, beautiful long hair, and thin, delicate fingers, and he had already recorded his own CD of guitar and mandolin songs. That spring day the transition went like this: Matt finished playing his song, looked at my face, took my hand, and pulled me onto the couch. We started kissing, and he eased his way on top of me. I felt him get hard and pressed my body up against his. He started rubbing on my jeans, and I snuck my hands up his shirt to feel his warm skin. His hand grazed my breast tentatively, and I grabbed it and put it up my shirt. We kissed like that for a long time, and then I pushed him off of me and sat on top of him, still kissing. Then I put my hand on the lump I saw in his jeans. Matt went still. I slid my hand between his jeans and his boxers. He looked at me. I slid my hand under the elastic of his boxers. There it was. It felt warm and interesting. It was hard but not like rock-hard —it still felt like skin, but stretched over something stiff. You could put your hand around it, and I did. He had hair down there, which shocked me. I liked holding his penis in my hand, rubbing it gently, and seeing the look of absolute desperation in his eyes. He wanted me. He needed me. I could help him, if I wanted to. But I did know—I was doing it. We made out for a while more, then I went home. Over the next few months our activity progressed to my giving him hand jobs, which I actually loved doing. It was all about power for me. I loved seeing him vulnerable, needing something from me. During the time between Matt and my next boyfriend, a lot happened. A lot. I went off to the University of Minnesota. I discovered I liked kissing girls as well as boys. I took my first few feminist-theory classes, left the Mormon church, and was suddenly reading tons of books about women, about feminism, about power and privilege and the patriarchy and gender roles. Men seemed to dominate everything , pretty much. Why had I never noticed this before? This was my first introduction to any of these ideas, and I pretty much immediately became a proud feminist. He was five years older than me, a graduate student, and really cute. I was ready to try giving blow jobs!
He put his hands on her waist as his tongue went into her mouth, and pulled her in close. She definately would have felt something if she hug me after that! His lock was green, but this one was red. Discussion in ' Genitalia ' started by MountainDog , Jul 23, Making out with Matt, however, was fascinating and new, and I got so turned on when I felt his boner pressing against me. What isn't supposed to mean? Introducing Coach Natalie Randolph. You could be anyone. But just like Skipper it had to be done, not only for my benefit but for the greater good. I started having trouble having sex at all. He licked at her neck, tasting the sweat again as he slid two fingers inside of her, forcing a gasp and a teeth-clenched groan. Definitely not an accident! He ran his tongue down to her clit, licking in a circle around it before dipping it into her slick opening. And your turns have been a little sloppy. I haven't ever payed attention to this, but I bet if it is a good hug yes. I asked my wife about it, and she just laughs - which made me wonder, is she one of the women who do this too? Happened many times, and they seemed to enjoy it, knowing that they were dancing with a healthy male who reacted in a positive way to their sexuality. I was having fun a second ago. I wouldn't be embarressed, it isn't like you did it on purpose. A female reader, anonymous , writes 19 September :. I brushed my erect penis against my mums leg Discussion in ' Masturbation ' started by iwankregular , May 19, After Will, FFOK followed me into every relationship I had with men, poisoning what could have been intimate and lovely times. New Questions Answers. That means acknowledging that I am a sexual creature who wants and enjoys physical pleasure, and that that is OK! One hand was pulled aside by Jordyn though, and guided between her thighs. Issue Haunted. She responded by spreading them open for him, and as soon as his fingers brushed her lips she began to moan, quietly at first but as he stroked her moist folds she grew louder and louder. Ryan grabbed at the edge of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head as she lifted her arms. Ryan lowered his head to give his left temple a quick rub, and pushed the door to the locker room open with his shoulder. Sometimes even just letting it rest there. I would like to stress again though that it was purely accidental and I don't purposely try and lure the woman who gave birth to me into a position were I can get a free rub of my penis off her body while I am at full mast, that would require way to much effort, I just got lucky this time. It must have been on a Saturday as most Sundays my mother usually spent her evenings around one of her friends house getting abit tipsy most times and coming home rather merry and full of vim. Sarah nodded and walked off with her head down, but not before glancing back at Ryan with a smile. Yes, my password is: Forgot your password? Keep in mind: I was not dating assholes. I could help him, if I wanted to. She was the girl whose family moved to town from Spain earlier that year. She gagged as she got to his base, but was able to take the full seven inches back to her throat. HempMama , Sep 26, Share This Page Tweet. When Sarah stood up, Ryan pushed her against the lockers, sticking his hand down between her thighs. No, create an account now. Sarah pulled back, dragging her lips past his head and licking it. See you Friday. Whatever you do during sexytimes is between you and your partner—not you, your partner, and feminism, and not you, your partner, and the Gender Roles Police Force. Sarah smiled and bit her lip, running her nails down his chest before taking off her sports bra, letting her perky breasts drop and bounce. Each month, a different editorial theme drives the writing, photography, and artwork that we publish. The voices sounded oddly high pitched. Never did I once try and explain the situation over the years and so far have just left it as one of the things on my ever growing list of situations I would have rather not found myself in. I think that was a really cute question. I was standing up and she came over and gave me a big hug. Luckily for me my brother was an absolute twat who only bought CD's because he managed to get them cheap off my uncle Tony Ryan sat up, wrapping an arm around her back and putting another on one of her soft, round breasts. What an interesting turn of events! I'd be pleased to let her know I'm a real man with hardons and such, and that her looks and attitude are those of a real woman who attracts!
Coach Klein blew the whistle, signaling the end of practice for the day. Ryan finished his lap in the pool and pulled himself out, glancing around the indoor pool complex. He noticed the rest of his team gathering over in the far corner of the pool, and jointed them. Everybody clear on that? And your turns have been a little sloppy. He glanced up at the clock on the near wall. It was 5PM, which was perfect. Ryan readied himself at the edge of the pool and dove in, feeling the cool water flush over his lightly tanned skin. An hour passed, and Ryan pulled himself out again. He grabbed his towel, the key, and made his way to the locker room. He was feeling a little bit of a headache, though, and was starting to regret not eating anything since breakfast. Ryan lowered his head to give his left temple a quick rub, and pushed the door to the locker room open with his shoulder. Inside, the lockers were set up in rows running parallel to the entryway, so that from the door Ryan could see all the way down to the showers at the far end of the room with a long metal bench running down the center of each row. He walked down to his row, and made his way to his locker. He stopped before opening it, though, and continued on down to the showers. Ryan laid his towel, goggles, and key down on the end of the bench and pulled down his swim shorts, releasing his penis into the open. He stepped into the rows of showers and turned one on, letting himself soak for a short while. He pushed the button on the little shampoo dispenser and got a little on his hands, running it through his hair to clear the chlorine out. Ryan clumped it over his hair first, drying it before running it over his slim, toned body. He heard the locker room doors open and voices as he walked back to his locker, wrapping the towel around his waist. Ryan figured it was the soccer team, as they usually finished practice around that time anyway. Something was off though. The voices sounded oddly high pitched. Ryan shrugged it off, and twisted the knob on his lock. He reset the combo, and entered it again, but still nothing. His lock was green, but this one was red. Ryan looked up, and his fears were confirmed. The commotion drew the attention of three other girls, also on the team, all eyeing him intently. Taylor had her shirt in hand, but dropped it onto the bench. She closed the distance and pushed him against the lockers, bringing her mouth within an inch of his. Everyone else went straight home. She turned and walked towards the shower, taking off her sports bra and revealing the tan lines underneath. The two other girls followed her, taking their hair ties out and letting it fall, one a deep brown and the other a very light blonde. He watched as they continued to the shower, but he felt a hand on his face, pulling his gaze in the opposite direction. Suddenly he was face to face with Sarah Tate, a forward on the team. He remembered fantasizing about her back then, and this excited him quite a bit. Ryan looked over at the other girls, who had stripped out of their clothes and gotten into the showers, then back to Sarah, and smiled. He leaned forward and kissed her, and though he could taste the sweat on her lips she was a surprisingly good kisser. He put his hands on her waist as his tongue went into her mouth, and pulled her in close. She grabbed at the outcropping his stiffening cock was making against the towel, running her fingers over it. Ryan grabbed at the edge of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head as she lifted her arms. Sarah smiled and bit her lip, running her nails down his chest before taking off her sports bra, letting her perky breasts drop and bounce. Ryan fixed his gaze on them, reaching out with a hand to fondle at them as she pulled down her shorts and panties, running a hand down her hairless mound to rub at her clit. He looked over her body, noticing a pudge around her tummy. Not that it was a problem to him, he actually rather preferred women with more average looking bodies. Ryan nodded, pulling apart the folds of the towel and revealing his stiff member, eliciting a wide-eyed gaze from Sarah. She almost immediately dropped down and gripped it with one hand, slowly stroking his length as she rubbed herself with the other and he played with a breast, his free hand tucked behind her head entangled in her hair.