How sexuality plays into the feminist movement.
Stigmatization of Masturbation
In the United States many of us can agree that sex education needs to be adapted and be more inclusive. Speaking personally the sex education I received in my school was heavily abstinent influenced. No sex before you are married if you are a female. My class at the time had both Males and Females in the class and at the time I didn't realize until I was older that the topics we covered were mostly related to the male anatomy including ailments such as erectile dysfunction. We never touched on female genital ailments such as Endometriosis. I had no idea what most ailments were for females until I was in my 20's even now I still don't know much. I can sit here all day and talk about changes to the sex education system but that's not what this article is mainly about.
Who's that Girl?
If you surf the internet long enough, then chances are you'll come across a meme. According to Google the definition of a meme is an image, video, piece of text which is typically humorous in nature. It is often copied and spread rapidly by internet users, often with slight variations.
Friday night, I had plans to do a photoshoot for someone. She showed up, late as usual, and then began to set up her pole.
Burlesque to Boudoir: Reclaiming My Body. Part 3
Continued from Part 2 After May 2017 Due to various scheduling conflicts and not wanting to be an obnoxious try-hard at the amateur competition, I stayed away for a while. Two losses in two months was a sign. I needed to improve. Summer was coming. There were other things I wanted to do with my time besides rehearse for a performance.
Letter From Her Pubic Valley
I have written for you this letter to show you, as a woman. just how wondrous and powerful you are. Dear You, Do not be ashamed of me.
But What Do Ladies Prefer?
I have used ladies in the title but this refers to all women. I am 63 so have seen a lot and done a lot but could not share much of my past on this subject but essentially this is about some of my sexual preferences and also the roles I see myself in when involved with women. It is all personal opinion so you may disagree and be offended with the language that I use generally how I see things.
Concubines Of The Devil, Cauldrons, And Other Witchy Things
Magic, witches, fear, warlocks, the witches have been portrayed as both the villain and the heroine, the bad and the good, the killer, and the healer. Witchcraft as a spiritual practice predates Christianity but you know, the victor writes history, so many of our predispositions to witches both in modern culture, film, and even history have been dictated by one key factor:
Prey: Unlikely Mind-fucked Twins
Pushing away at his hot skin rubbing against her own, she squirms, but weeps silently. Although there is a man's weight present upon her, there is also somehow no one there at all. She feels numb, as if her body was just "there;" a vortex for his picking.
Topless Nudity For The Girls, An Equal Right, Or Just Good News?
Considering that my first article on the subject went over so well I have been contemplating a follow-up piece. If you haven't read the first one, it seemed to tickle some funny bones and resonated with others.
The Color Pleasure
I discovered my clit when I was thirteen. Matter of fact, I was thirteen-years-old when I first learned about the clitoris as a sexually stimulating part of the female body.
My clit jumped with anticipation of feeling her hands on my curves. Feeling her breathe on my neck, licking my ear as she whispers “come closer baby.” Then she slowly kisses me on the cheek. As she lays me down my breathing quickens, I start to lose control as warm juices flow so smoothly down my legs. Soaking the sheets, I watched her bend down reaching eye level to my fat, wet pussy. She starts kissing my inner thighs so soft and passionately, then gently takes a bite of my thickness. I whimpered but in lust and excitement. Just as I started to sit up to kiss her, she slides one finger inside me real deep. I gasped and moaned uncontrollably. Going in and out real slow, as if she wants to mentally capture each breathe I took. Looking down at her she met my gaze. Staring so seductively at her as I bit my lip with enjoyment. At first my body tensed but after a few strokes I let go and released more juice. She let out a slight moan noticing how wet I got, Well how wet she made me. Still on my back she moved one of her hands up and started rubbing my breasts. Grabbing them with such a beautiful force, I moaned her name softly almost whispering. Her other hand still near my pussy she shoved two fingers in and said “say my name louder.” So turned on I threw my head back, closed my eyes and moaned louder. Thrusting my hips faster to the pace of her fingers. As I got closer to orgasm she stopped. I looked up sad and confused. Wondering why the passion had to stop. I saw her walk over to the closet and I knew what was about to happen. Arching my back, assuming daddy’s position getting ready for her. Rubbing my clit, anxiously waiting until she comes back towards me. Letting out Sporadic moans, making sure she hears me. Bent over, she comes and slaps my ass. I yell her name. Once again on my other cheek she slaps again. This time I moan even louder. One more time she slaps both cheeks and spreads them apart. But she’s still, suddenly she tells me to rub my clit. I do as I’m told. I look back at her, lick two of my fingers and starts rubbing. She moans and slaps my ass again, I whimper in heat. Wanting more pain. It felt so good. Still watching her as I play with my clit, she stares at my pussy. Watching it clench as I get so turned on. Paying attention to my moans and my pace she stops me. Telling me to put my hands on my ass and keep it open. She slides 8 inches in me, I gasp. Breathing heavily as she pounds my wetness. My moans get louder but softer. As she speeds up and goes deeper. Squeezing my pussy tight around her 8 inches of goodness. She pulls my hair, jerking my neck back she grabs it. Choking me while she grinds in me. Losing myself to the rhythm of her precious strokes. This is what love feels like. She pulls out slowly, watching me drip on her. She caresses my ass as I lay there quivering, trying to catch my breathe. She sits up, lays me flat on my back. Climbing on top of me she kisses my lips so gently. Sliding her tongue in so smoothly, intertwining hers with mine. Breathe taking. Her strong yet soft hands start to explore my body. From my neck, down to my breast she lowers her direction and starts to head south.
Feminism. What is feminism? It is a word and accompanying action that happens every day. Men think that because they are bigger, stronger, and swing a penis between their legs that they are the rulers of the universe. I got news for you men. Women are making a comeback and gaining the edge that you so cherish. It is not because we are bigger, or stronger, or that we even have a small penis called a clitoris between our legs. It is brainpower. We are the ones who are smarter, sophisticated in our actions, and in some instances, your helper because you can not do it without our help.