The only thing women can be “good” at is a blowjob since it’s the only time the man is receiving pleasure from her. Even then, if she’s bad (endearing in a way), just train her to be good. The rest is all on the man.
Granted, there are some vixens out there that will suck it through your jeans and ruin you forever. Unfair to compare mortal women to her. Just enjoy her memory and move on.
Took me a long time to find a woman who was honest enough, experienced enough, and frankly horny enough to *tell* me to just be selfish. Literally "do whatever you want to me" is what she finally told me. And only through that completely direct request, that complete state of permission she gave me, did I finally understand what sex is supposed to be like. Sex is when a man wants a woman enough to use her. Or at least, that's what it usually is - and that's usually when it's most pleasurable for both.
I was always terrified of being selfish with women, because pretty much every woman in my life has been sexually assaulted, manipulated, or coerced at some point. It took me a long time to get to a place of comfort with being selfish. But now that I'm there, I'm like "oh. I get it now. I understand what good sex was supposed to be this entire time now." It's relentless selfishness and wanting, but with permission. With enthusiasm.
And sometimes I think people miss the opportunity to communicate clearly when they say "confidence." For me, the issue wasn't just confidence. It was permission. It was, as I said, an understanding of what sex was supposed to be in the first place. Sadly and maybe pathetically, I needed a woman to teach that to me because no one else fucking taught me that.
The only thing women can be “good” at is a blowjob since it’s the only time the man is receiving pleasure from her. Even then, if she’s bad (endearing in a way), just train her to be good. The rest is all on the man.
Granted, there are some vixens out there that will suck it through your jeans and ruin you forever. Unfair to compare mortal women to her. Just enjoy her memory and move on.
Fierce
Took me a long time to find a woman who was honest enough, experienced enough, and frankly horny enough to *tell* me to just be selfish. Literally "do whatever you want to me" is what she finally told me. And only through that completely direct request, that complete state of permission she gave me, did I finally understand what sex is supposed to be like. Sex is when a man wants a woman enough to use her. Or at least, that's what it usually is - and that's usually when it's most pleasurable for both.
I was always terrified of being selfish with women, because pretty much every woman in my life has been sexually assaulted, manipulated, or coerced at some point. It took me a long time to get to a place of comfort with being selfish. But now that I'm there, I'm like "oh. I get it now. I understand what good sex was supposed to be this entire time now." It's relentless selfishness and wanting, but with permission. With enthusiasm.
And sometimes I think people miss the opportunity to communicate clearly when they say "confidence." For me, the issue wasn't just confidence. It was permission. It was, as I said, an understanding of what sex was supposed to be in the first place. Sadly and maybe pathetically, I needed a woman to teach that to me because no one else fucking taught me that.
Dropping in as a woman to say this all checks out. I will not elaborate.