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clickholeofficial · 7 years

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Without Abstinence-Only Sex Ed, How Will The Young Ones Know Where Their Genitals Mustn’t Go?

There comes a time in every growing child’s life when certain curiosities are awakened and he becomes greatly enamored with the hiss and clang of his own developing privates. It is a season of rampant discovery, in which dawning passions cloud the rational mind and propel youngsters into an intoxicating new realm of animal enjoyments. But where we could once rely on grammar schools to properly advise pupils in such disciplines as shame, self-command, and shrewdness of loin, the fashion of our academies is now to train children in the practice of licentious indulgence, permitting them to partake in whichsoever carnal frivolities they like provided they don a prophylactic or lady-prophylactic. Our inexplicable abandonment of abstinence-only sexual education leaves me asking a question most urgent: How are our young ones ever to learn where their genitals mustn’t go?

Absent the faithful compass of abstinence-only teachings, children in their springtide are woefully susceptible to the bewildering sensations of virility. They are wont to thrust their clumsy machines onto each and every available allurement and even to seek courtship with inanimate objects, expressing the fullest vigor of their puberties upon whichever mannequin, hairbrush, or pinecone that happens to catch their depraved eye. While it might seem innocent for a lad to make lewd overtures unto his baseball mitt or for a lass to proffer her flower unto a sofa armrest with unhindered energy, in truth such hideous maneuvers undermine one’s constitution and soften the brain, hastening rapid moral descent. Yet, worryingly, these consequences are seldom imparted to children in the classrooms of today.

Indeed, children are given no indication whatsoever of where their genitals must and mustn’t go. Boys are unaware that one mustn’t make an ejaculation upon a jalopy or let one’s pubic satchel schlep over a VCR, lest one succumb to a vortex of sin and folly. Girls haven’t been told that to loiter hedonistically over a fire hydrant will make them slothful and infirm, or that to gratify their crevasse with a football is to emulate the sordid behavior of widows and the criminally insane. They haven’t the scantest inkling that the radiation of their inner thighs contains the infinite possibilities of human love and yet is degraded every time they make pelvic mischief with a Sunday ham or passionately entwine themselves with a golf bag. The fact is that without abstinence-only sexual education, children will fall so deeply into their debauchery that they’ll inevitably spoil the godly essences of the human vessel and reduce it to a great idiot body.

Competence of wang and pudendum is not naturally acquired. The wacky countenance of a lad mid-tug betrays plainly that he does not understand the liabilities of bestowing his hardened instrument unto Papa’s house slipper, and the ecstasy of his emissions will give him no incentive to learn. The only way to liberate our young ones from their grave genital ignorance is through a scheme of abstinence-only education built on the twin virtues of modesty and chastity. We must teach them that each spear of grass does its part toward the bountiful harvest, and that every time a boy resolves his special feelings atop a police horse or a girl boffs her fozzy with a classmate’s graphing calculator, they are inching nearer and nearer the rubicon of perversion, beyond which lies vast acreage of misery that they will be doomed to reap.

Abstinence-only sexual education teaches children not only where their genitals mustn’t go, but also the three honorable conditions by which they can be brought forth (wedlock, Greco-Roman wrestling, and to frighten off a charging bear). It teaches them to maintain authority over their sexual faculties so that they may be free to explore their nobler tendencies, encountering life’s platonic joys in all their abundance whilst one’s nether-meats retreat into indefinite dormancy within the nurturing confines of the bowels. These lessons provide the vital foundation for a wholesome and productive human society, wherefore I urgently implore their swift return to our hormone-befogged classrooms in which they are so desperately needed.

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daddybugattibieber · 7 years

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chapter 14

I wasn’t pregnant and I wouldn’t be for the next three years. Even though the off chance if I was pregnant, I didn’t know I could deal with the intensity of my feelings for Justin. I was in love with Justin more than I realized or cared to admit. Sex made things so complicated, I was right. The sex was good, sex was great, alright the sex was amazing, Justin was a thorough lover, he made sure I orgasmed before he did, he was spontaneous and loving, and—

“Sasha can you get me toilet paper, it’s in my closet”, Justin shouted from the bathroom.

“Yeah hold on” I go into his linen closet next to the entrance of the bathroom, and grab a roll, I toss into Justin’s hands.

“Thank you baby” he winks. I make a face. “Why you mean mugging me” Justin laughed as I walked away from the bathroom and laid back onto the bed.

“Don’t try to mack on me while you are butt ass naked on the toilet, I’m not with that kind of shit, pun intended” I shouted. He laughed at me like I was joking, but I was so serious.

“come shower with me” Justin shouted.

“You better wash your ass before you come near mine” I tell him. “You better use air freshener too” I yell.

I strip out of Justin’s T-shirt as I hear the shower start. I grab two towels and go into the bathroom.

“It doesn’t smell hot in here” I said to him as I set our towel on the sink counter.

“Get your ass in here” Justin said while he was under the water.

“Did you wash your ass yet”

“Yeah, you can check if you want”

“That was kind of quick, Justin” I rolled my eyes as I brushed my teeth. I heard Justin groan and re-wash his ass. He was whipped... even though he didn’t want to believe or not. I rinsed my mouth once I finished I walked over to Justin’s large ass shower stall, I opened the glass door.

Once I got in, I went under the multiple showers, yes, multiple. I felt Justin wrap me in his arms, while he started sucking on my neck, as the warm water fell into my hair, I couldn’t think of a better feeling. Justin slithered his hands down my back and cupped my ass and began massaging my cheeks.

I grab the shower gel and lather it around Justin’s body, paying real close attention to his nipples and chest plate, I loved how his muscles looked like. I soaped up his arms and his back.

“Turn around” I gently told him. I grabbed a wash cloth and lather more soap into as I rubbed his back and neck, really cleaning hard to read spots. I made him turn around again, as I washed his chest and stomach. I purposefully got on my knees as scrubbed his legs and his ankles. I looked at his feet and decided I would have to give him a pedicure soon.

I avoided his cock as I massaged his thighs. “Sasha” he whispered as he brushed my wet hair from my eyes.

I stood up and let him rinse. Watching the water cascade down his body was heave itself.

“You’re turn” he smiled deviously. Justin took the washcloth from my hands and added more soap and went straight for my back, scrubbing my shoulders and neck, I sat and relaxed as his ministration were making me tired. He turned me around and washed my breast plate, ignoring my breast which was surprising and he did the same for my legs and thighs. He hung up the wash cloth and decided to pour soap straight into his hands, he cupped my breast and massaged soap onto my nipples and suppleness. I could feel myself get wet. He rinsed off my body and slowly sucked on my nipples bringing the skin into his mouth hotly and gently.

He crouched down and turned my body around so that my ass was in his face. He took the shower gel continued his ministrations and spread my ass cheeks, showing them extra attention. He rubbed the shower inside my ass, as I moaned. He rinsed the soapy regions gently and continued to pull my ass cheeks apart and let them jiggle while they clapped backed together.

He continued his attack and then his tongue came in contact with my ass, and licked up all the way to my crack. I arched my back as he gripped my hips bring my ass closer to his mouth, he slipped his tongue into my opening, thrusting in out of my pussy, his chin rubbed onto my clit, as he sensual kissed my nether lips. I held onto the shower wall as he continued his assault. The combination with the warm water and his mouth sucking my clit harshly.

I rode his face as he began to add his fingers to the mix, while he stuck two fingers inside of me while his lips pursued my clitoris, my walls clenched around his fingers and I could feel the knot build up in my stomach, with one maneuver his pinky finger came in contact with my ass, and the filling up of both holes had my thighs shaking. I couldn’t take it any longer,

“FUCK I’M IN LOV” the wave of my orgasm hit me, my knees buckled and Justin held me up as I tried to regain my breath. My words were incoherent enough that Justin couldn’t pick up on it. Did I just confess my love for him mid orgasm.

I could still feel myself throb, tremor, and twitch. Our heavy breaths consumed us as the rhythm of shower almost matched my heart rate. I was so in love with him, I could feel it as much as I felt my orgasm.

“You okay” Justin rose from his kneeling position, I could feel his shit eating grin at my depleted state. His cockiness swallowed the air in the room, the sexual tension was still thick as his hard on pressed against my ass.

“Don’t touch me right now” I begged my voice hoarse from straining it during his attack. He laughed at my physically state. I heard him turn off the water.

“C’mon let’s go to the hot tub” Justin carried me to the edge of tub as the water began to fill up, once the water was steaming and the tub was full, Justin climbed in and the water sloshed side to side. He motioned me to join him, Justin helps me in so that I am facing him while my legs are wrapped lazily around his waist.

Justin presses a kiss into my lips, and begins to massage my pelvic bone. He was so good to me and these moments were something that made me crazier with hope. He made me so emotional and my heart surged any time he was near. The moments we had fed my deepest desires with want and hope for more. I wanted more and I was scared. A relationship that can be broken based on talking about defining it was never a relationship in the first place.

“What’s on your mind” he says into my ear.

“You”

“What do you mean?”

“I was just thinking about us”

“Well let’s talk”

“Do you go first or do I”

“Ladies first” he smiled.

“Uh I’m scared, scared of losing you. Myself, I feel like I’m putting myself in a position to get hurt, if I stop having sex with you, I’m gonna hate myself, I don’t want to stop, and if you want to stop first than it will hurt too, sex is complicated, I’m confused, everything is conflicted, I’m developing something, attachment, love, infatuation, I found myself saying I don’t want to have sex with anyone else. I don’t want this with anyone else, I’m scared of what I am feeling what I am doing, I like it but I hate it, it hurts, I long for more” I breathe.

“What are you trying to say” his eyebrows crossed in confusion.

“I’m in love with you, Justin”

“No, no, no you’re not you just think you are because of the sex” Justin shook his head, the heaviness in my heart was weighing down my body, my hope began to sink.

I bit my lip and tears began to pour, because he had to understand what I was feeling. He had to know that I meant it. Him denying how I felt hurt me.

“I’ve been in love with you for a long time, before I was even friends with you Justin, I tried to avoid it but when we really met for the first time at the studio, I knew, I knew that I was going to get attached, that’s why I don’t like Selena, that’s why I went to see a therapist, that’s why I didn’t go on the trip because I couldn’t see the person I love with some they were so in love with, but I realized that I loved you, love you, more than I’m willing to admit. I wanted to move on Justin, I tried but for me to do that I have to stop being around you, and I can’t do that, so if you wanted me as a just a friend, I would accept that, if you wanted something more like this, I would say yes. Anything to make you happy. I went into this knowing I love you already, I couldn’t tell you before, I was afraid, but the sex, you loving me makes me want so much more. I realized I love only you, I want more than sex, I want to be loved by you, I just don’t want to be your best friend, I want to be someone you’re in love with, someone you confide in, I want to hold your hand in public, I want to kiss you anytime I feel like it, I want you Justin” I held his face in my hands waiting for his response, but his eyes remained closed, frozen.

I couldn’t believe I told him everything, everything was out there, there was no going back. I felt free but I knew that this was gonna be the moment that either breaks me or heals me. I hoped he loved me back. I saw the signs lately, he wanted more, I just knew it.

His eyes opened and they’re were red from holding back tears. He looked at me and wiped away my tears so carefully I could almost forget he wasn’t the reason they fell in the first place.

“Sasha, you’re not going to like what I’m about to say. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, but I can’t date you. You’re my family, you’re too young—” I cut him off.

“Do you feel the same way” I stared at him blankly. The water felt cold, and Justin’s arms felt empty.

“Yes and no, I do love you but this” he gestured to our nakedness. “what we’re doing is just sex. If I could choose to be in love with you I would, but I’m still healing, I’m not ready for any of that right now,” he explained.

“How am I old enough to fuck but too young to date” I shook my head. I rolled my eyes, tears from hurt and anger clung around my lashes, I wiped them as I continued to listen to this dumb ass boy talmbout his feelings and how he couldn’t commit or love me.

“Sasha you’re only 19, you need to grow more, need to experience more, you’re innocent and pure and I don’t want to hurt you”

“You already have, more times than you actually know” I looked away from him. “this is exactly why I didn’t want to tell you, I don’t want to lose you” I sniffled. I felt so stupid. I was such a fool. Of course, he would never love me. Why would he? He was so much better than me, he would never love me.

“You will never lose me, you’re my family, okay, stop crying, okay” He grabs my chin and wipes the tears that pour down from eyes, I was disappointed. “Look at me, listen don’t let my feelings effect you, you’re gonna be okay, I’m sorry Sasha I never meant to make you feel like this.” He tries to comfort me but more tears begin to form. I don’t want to be around him anymore.

“Just forget about what I said, it doesn’t matter anymore” I get up from the tub, Justin offers to help, but I shy away from his touch, I see the frown on his face to my reaction.

“I’m a big girl, Justin, I don’t need your help” I childishly walk away from him.

I put on a clean oversized shirt of mine that I washed and climb into his bed underneath the covers.

I felt so embarrassed. So stupid. Did I honestly actually think that he could love someone like me. Did I really think that he was going to profess his secretive love? He didn’t even want to try.

Why didn’t he love me? Why wasn’t I enough, I could feel my sobs rack my body. You know when you really want something to work out but it doesn’t. I wanted him for so long, I begged, I prayed, I longed. I needed him, it wasn’t fair. How come he couldn’t love me, why wasn’t I like Selena. I heard Justin come into the room, I acted like I was sleeping, so that he wouldn’t hear me cry. Once he left the room, my sobs came back harder, I had to remember to breathe. I love him so much. Didn’t I deserve to be loved too. Why couldn’t I be pretty enough? How come I wasn’t good enough for him to be in love with me, why didn’t he feel the same way? What did I do wrong? I just really wanted him to love me back. For once I wanted to not be right. I just wanted him and I guess that was too much to ask.

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btsismywings · 7 years

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Here's the whole video of the encore stage where the BTS boys were going ham with PSY. I love how PSY hands V the mic and V starts singing he truly is a brave soul. And then you see V, Jimin, and Jungkook dancing their little tooshies off omg that was too cute. But excussi-me when they started doing the choreography for that song....OH MY GAWT MAY RAPNUN SAVE ME. I swear they went from sweet cute boys to sexy beast, them with their intense faces, and pelvic thrusts, and really emphasizing those nether region areas oh my oh my... ok relax calm down I'm good I'm done... I'm just gonna have to watch this on repeat... yes that's what I'll do... bye now...😍😍😍😍

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newssplashy · 6 years

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“Research shows it’s clitoral stimulation, not vaginal stimulation, that is the powerhouse of the female orgasm,” says sex therapist Ian Kerner, Ph.D., author of She Comes First.

You know how in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Shakespeare famously wrote, “And though she be but little, she is fierce”? Yeah, that basically sums up your clit.

“Research shows it’s clitoral stimulation, not vaginal stimulation, that is the powerhouse of the female orgasm,” says sex therapist Ian Kerner, Ph.D., author of She Comes First.

In other words, clit stimulation is a must when it comes to mind-blowing sex.

But given that your clitoral glans-that nub you can see on the outside, which contain the most nerve endings in the clit, 8,000 to be exact-can be anywhere from 2.5 to 4 centimeters away from your vaginal entrance, lots of sex positions won’t exactly do the trick, says Kerner. That’s why we rounded up a few expert-approved moves that will hit all the right spots. Happy experimenting!

Pretzel Dip

You already know pretzels taste good, but contorting your bodies into one can make for explosive pleasure. Deviate from the thrusting norm, and focus on friction for maximum results. “This position is about persistently connecting and grinding against each other,” says Kerner. That grinding action will help make your clit happy.

How to: Lie on your right side. Your partner kneels, straddling your right leg and curling your left leg around his left side. Have him enter you from here. This will provide deep penetration and easy clit access.

If it isn’t working: Not feeling enough pressure? Have your partner lean back. “If he leans forward, it’s easier to manually stimulate you," says Kerner. "But leaning back offers the best angle to press into each other."

Face-Off

This romantic position is only made sweeter with the addition of attention to your clitoris. You can give yourself a hand, or you can close the distance between your two bodies to go hands-free. “Rub yourself against him to get the stimulation you need,” says Kerner.

How to: Your partner sits on a char or the edge of the bed. You face him, straddling his lap. From here, you can control the angle and depth of the entry and thrusts. Plus, this position provides extra support, which is helpful for long sex seshes (and pleasuring your clit.)

If it isn’t working: Have him support your weight, then lean back for more clitoral contact against his body. “Think of it as him dipping you during a dance," says Kerner. "With that support, you can get a good rhythm going."

Leap Frog

Get more bang for your buck. While this position is a natural for G-spot stimulation, it can be a winner for your clitoris, too. “When he’s in a comfortable enough position, he can try to reach under you and provide clitoral stimulation,” says Kerner.

How to: This is a modified doggy-style. To do this variation, get on your hands and knees, then, keeping your hips raised, rest your head and arms on the bed. Have your partner enter you from behind, while holding your hips for extra thrusting support. He can rub your clit from this position, or you can take matters into your own hands.

If it isn’t working: If the thrusting makes it hard for him to keep his hand on target, have him grind against you in circles instead. Less in-and-out motion can make for a more consistent connection.

Missionary

It’s an oldie and a goodie for a reason. “This can be nice if he is able to focus less on thrusting and more on connecting,” says Kerner. If you need a stronger touch, feel free to grab his butt and pull him deeper inside of you so his pelvic area presses harder against your clitoris.

How to: Lie on your back while your partner lies facedown on top of you. Have him enter you here, pressing close together so his penis can rub up against your clit. From here, play around with the position a bit-shift the angle of your legs to change the sensation for both of you.

If it isn’t working: Have him scoot his entire body higher up horizontally. “If he rides a little higher, he won’t just be thrusting,” says Kerner. Instead, he’ll have to move his body down a bit each time he wants to get deeper, which means his pelvis and the shaft of his penis can massage your clitoris.

Doggie Style/Rear Entry

This one’s especially good if you’ve got a long-armed guy (where’s Fantastic Four’s Mister Fantastic when you need him?), although it can also work with a dude who’s got average appendages. “It may be hard to stimulate yourself because you’re on both hands, but he can lean over and reach under to touch your clitoris,” says Kerner.

How to: Get on all fours. Your partner kneels behind you, with his upper body straight up or slightly draped over you. Again, this position allows for deep penetration and easy access to your clit. Either stimulate your own clit with one hand, while balancing on the other, or ask your partner to take total control.

If it isn’t working: Ask him to lean over even more so his hand can stay pressed up against your clitoris, or transition from thrusting into smoother grinding motions. That way, you may be able to support yourself enough to get the job done on your own.

Reverse Scoop

Feeling intimate? This position offers the best of both worlds: ultimate closeness to your partner and plenty of clitoral stimulation. “Once you’re both comfortably positioned, you can get into a great grinding rhythm against his leg,” says Kerner.

How to: From missionary position, without pulling out, turn together onto your sides, using your arms to support your upper bodies. From here, you get the same full-body press (good news for your clit). You can also try intertwining your legs here, for extra stimulation.

If it isn’t working: One of you can slip a hand down south to get the most out of this position. “Since you’re on your sides, you have enough support to easily provide some manual stimulation,” says Kerner.

The Seashell

Opening up is a good thing when you’re trying to get off. “When your vulva is very exposed, there’s a lot of clitoral and inner labial stimulation,” says Kerner. Go to town with your hands, and focus on the visual of him sliding in and out of you if you need some erotic fuel.

How to: Lie back with your legs raised all the way up and your ankles crossed behind your own head. Have your partner enters you from a missionary position.

If it isn’t working: Do away with the hand action. Ask your partner to reposition his body a bit higher so his pelvis is right against your clitoris, says Kerner.

The Pinball Wizard

Does it look like the dirty version of a move you’d do in barre class? Yes. Does it provide awesome sensations for your nether regions? Absolutely. The key here is getting really close, then changing up the direction of your movements. Instead of regular thrusting, have your partner move your body up and down against his.

How to: Get into a partial bridge pose, with your weight resting on your shoulders. Your partner enters you from a kneeling position. You can adjust your height by lifting your hips higher, or going up on your tip-toes. You can also try throwing one leg up against his shoulder for deeper penetration.

If it isn’t working: Stabilize yourself (you may have to come down from the balls of your feet unless your guy can support you with one hand), and have him touch your clitoris just the way you like. “If he has the strength for it, that could definitely work,” says Kerner.

The Om

If you need long-lasting clitoral stimulation, you can settle into this comfortable position and stay a while. Get extra-close, and grind against your partner, says Kerner: “It’s really about his pelvis and your clitoris making contact.”

How to: Your partner sits cross-legged, and you sit in his lap facing him. Wrap your legs around him and hug each other for support. Rather than thrusting, try rocking to really make the most of this position.

If it isn’t working: Switch up your movements, says Kerner. Try rubbing up and down against him or rolling your hips in mini circles until you find what feels best.

Valedictorian

This easy transition from missionary may not seem like a clitoris-pleaser, but a tweak makes it work. “Have him ride high and focus on pressing down on your body,” says Kerner. “It’s a great position for a lot of contact and grinding.”

How to: From missionary position, raise your legs and extend them straight out, forming a “V” shape. You can also try grabbing your ankles for stability, and an added stretch.

If it isn’t working: Instead of having him do all the work, slip your arms around his back, hold him close to you, and rub your body against his. The added pressure might be just what you need to reach the big O.

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