how to handle pressure
how to remain calm when things are confusing and you are not able to relax
Want F to either chat or trade..Either or..No pressure
hmu if you are bored or lonely and want to kill some time!!
Thongs or panties?
@cutebooty3 why would i care what UNDERwear a person is wearing. Wear whatever the fuck you want, whatever feels more comfortable i guess but to know what feels more comfortable you'd need to ask girls not guys. This is all so confusing, I should probably stop moving my fingers to slightly push on a piece of transparent plastic that detects pressure, where a board full of letters(symbols that evolved through millions of years and that signify voices) and numbers(a bunch of symbols that evolved through time and are used to represent the primary human organ's language used to keep track of amounts of certain things) called a keyboard, detectable to the human eye by LEDs is presented so that the detected pressure gets turned into a lot of 1s and 0s and gets processed by a small CPU to turn back an assembly of letters and send them through telescopes in the air to people in different countries where their brains will process the letters presented in LED form and perceive them as words made to express ideas and then these people will redo the same process to express their reactions to my ideas therefore quenching my primary organ's(brain's) very strong urge to engage in social interaction .
Hoping to give and receive advice on my and other people's love lives. My problems are sad and stupid.
@iwant2believe This guy I like asked me out on a dare. I said no, because I suspected it was a dare. Later I found out from a mutual friend that he liked me and just succumbed to the pressure to ask me out at the time of the dare, the feelings were genuine. I basically ignored this information because he had been acting like none of it ever happened.
Fast forward 2 months. He is now dating my friend. I have to be happy for her because she's my friend. They break up after a week. He proclaimed to our mutual friend in class, in front of me, that he was pretty much fine with it because he was used to his heart being broken. By me, apparently, and by our mutual friend much earlier. (They're perfectly good friends now and there were never any hard feelings.) She had broken up with him then said she wanted him back on April Fool's Day because she had succumbed to the pressure of dares from our classmates.
So now, I have to sit in class with him (ALL DAY) and pretend nothing ever happened. This continues for six months, during all of which he liked me, according to my friend, who he tells everything.
I had to pretend it never happened because he would think I had turned him down earlier out of spite if I told him anything.
In May, I found out that he had written a song and was planning to sing it to me, in public, on either my birthday or the last day of school. He eventually just planned to do it on the last day of school at the beach. Everyone but I and a friend went to the beach. Not being supposed to know about it, I couldn't just march up to him and say "I'm not going to the beach. Bye." So he went to the beach and was disappointed when I didn't show up.
IF you can make sense of this, message me with your opinion so far and ask for the rest of the story. Thanks for caring even the tiniest bit.
squirting is just pissing
Start by helping her to relax. It's important that she's comfortable and trusting of you. Giving her one or more “traditional” orgasms first is the best way to help her get here.
Next, you want to insert your index and middle finger into her vagina.
Reach upward, toward her pubic hair area and find the G-spot. This is about 2 or 3 inches inside the vagina, and feels like a bumpy, ridged area only one inch in size. You will notice that it feels “rougher” than the surrounding wall. It kind of feels like the inside roof of your mouth.
When a woman is sufficiently aroused, you can more easily find her G-spot. Put your other hand on her pubic bone while you perform this next move. Once you find the G-spot thrust up and down several times, as if pounding her with a penis. (Don't just tickle her.)
This may take some practice, so make sure she's willing — above all, make sure your arm and hand are up for the task. The secret to how to make a woman squirt is to stimulate the G-spot and focus on the intensity.
Yes, the frame of mind of your lady does matter.
The common belief is that the G-spot is a tail end of the clitoris. While you do want to give her clitoral orgasms, don't underestimate the subtleties of the vaginal orgasm, made possible through the G-spot.
Squirting is typically associated with the G-spot, and recent research suggests this area is better described as the clitourethrovaginal (CUV) complex, since it includes your clitoris, urethra, and the front wall of the vagina.
<<"If you have a good level of arousal, all your erectile tissue swells up, and that might put more pressure on your urethra,” When you apply pressure to these areas, it can push the urethra and all that erectile tissue around it forward a little bit. And changing that angle between the bladder and the urethra in that way can make it easier to pee. At the same time, you’re getting a ton of stimulation that feels amazing and you’re relaxing your muscles enough to let go and have an orgasm. And when all those factors come together... some people end up squirting.>>
none of this is from me
Tell me a story...
Still wanting some stories from people... real or fiction, any genre it doesn't matter. I love reading every tale. Anyways here is the third part to my Aether tale
In case you missed it, Go back to Part II
Part III- The Watery Embrace
As John entered the atmosphere the friction caused his body to burst into flames. It felt as if every atom in his body was flying apart but he remained intact. The cerulean ocean flooded every field of his peripherals as he plummeted closer and closer to the murderous sea. At last, John hit the water with an impact that should have ended him. Strangely, he still lived and continued down into the crystalline blue world.
The cool sensation of the sea welcomed him to this blue serenity but soon the scenery changed from a tranquil azure to a hateful sapphire. John descended into the depths and all forms of sea life coalesced to his position. They approached cautiously and regarded him with wary observations. As he continued, his lungs began to give way. John held his breath for what seemed like an eternity but eventually succumbed to his desire for air; he drew a sharp intake. The liquid stabbed his chest, forcing him to cough. A wispy cloud of red filled his vision as blood poured from his now broken lungs. The coppery taste of blood replaced the briny water in his mouth. He continued further down and the sea life began to taper off. They dared not follow him to what awaited at the bottom.
John heaved and with every ragged breath, convulsed but remain conscious. On his descent, a low growl could be heard from all around him. The remaining sea creatures scattered in fear and left him in a solitary plunge.
The growl transformed into an ominous laugh that shook the ocean itself.
Who? thought John.
Poseidon, replied a dark voice in John’s mind, I am the lord of this watery abyss and you have entered my domain uninvited.
I did not choose to come here, thought John. Your brother sent me.
Poseidon shook the sea with his laughter again. Helios is no brother of mine.
Darkness consumed John as he continued to sink into the inky abyss. He stared into the gloom and saw two glowing amber orbs coming closer to his position. John shielded his eyes from the luminance and was horrified when he could make out the form of a giant worm, which had a maw filled with millions of razor-sharp teeth.
Surrender yourself to me, said the worm with Poseidon’s voice, and end your suffering.
Never, shouted John in his mind.
Poseidon laughed and the ocean rumbled. You will never feel your beloved again but you will feel the weight of my world crush you.
Why me? pleaded John.
Why not? hissed the worm. We control the fate of mortals. Your destiny is not for you to decide but ours to control.
The weight of the ocean pressed against John’s body. It felt as if his already broken bones had turned to dust; a gurgling stream of blood escaped from his lungs. He forced his eyes shut and to his relief, the pressure began to recede. After a short moment, his feet hit the ocean floor and he felt a kiss of mist on his face instead of the cruel force of the sea. When John reopened his eyes, he was no longer in the dark abyssal waters but on a knoll in the headlands of the Northern Californian coast. In the distance, he saw a great city with buildings so tall they scraped the sky. A thick fog was rolling in and obscured a familiar coppery bridge from John’s memory.
While John stared in amazement, he felt a hand intertwine with his own. He looked to his right and saw Ellie standing next to him. Her scarlet hair whipped back and forth from the coastal breeze.
Ellie turned her gaze to him. “John,” she said, “even if the distance between us is inches or parsecs, promise that you will always be with me.”
“I promise,” replied John. He closed his eyes again and felt the pressure of the water returning, it invaded every opening of his body; fury overwhelmed him.
Poseidon’s rumbling laughter began again. You will never feel her again. His thoughts stabbed into John’s mind. Accept your fate.
Despite the overwhelming pain, John forced a smile and threw his thoughts at the worm. You are wrong! I always feel Ellie, for she is with me wherever I go.
Poseidon screamed and John’s ears felt as if they would explode. Stupid mortal! Then I will allow my mother, Gaia, to devour you. The ground beneath John began to shake.
Looking for jessica
If you’re about for a chat that would be great no pressure