[dayglowpink]

Okay, I'll do it!

[zoya]

there used to be, a long time ago... I'll see if I can find it and bump it up..


ETA: dayglowpink - I've looked in all the forums, and I can't find it anywhere.. perhaps you should go into the community forum and bring up making a thread for it. I, for one, think that it would be a good topic to have it's own thread, as it's a pretty specific thing, which I do think warrants it's own place for discussion. But definitely bring it up in the community forum first......

[dayglowpink]

Is there any kind of poly thread on the boards? I didn't see anything in the relationships forum, so I just thought I'd check here. Or can I vent about poly/open relationship issues on this thread?

[dayglowpink]

And I actually did have a mole removed from my inner thigh once, very close to my "pussy," by a male dermatologist... I didn't have to take my underwear off, and even so, he definitely required a female nurse or whoever she was to be in there to avoid allegations

Me too! I had a mole removed from the same place. I have a kinda noticeable scar now that I don't really like, but oh well.

starpiste- what about you on your back with your feet up on his shoulders? This usually makes the vagina tighten up. Also, we do something where he's flat on his back and I get on top in the reverse cowgirl position but keep my knees bent and inside his legs. And then I lift my ass up and down if that makes any sense. He gets good stimulation and a view he really likes, but it does get tiring on my legs after a while. Also maybe spoon position with your top leg wrapped around his waist or with him holding it straight up?

[crinoline]

me too, but my boy just calls it "turn over"

[mouse]

i had no idea that was called "the elephant"! that is a favorite position of mine.

[auralpoison]

I suppose you try the elephant: Starting from the doggy position the woman lies down progressively so that the man completely covers her. She can leave her legs open to facilitate the penetration, or tighten her thighs to firmly squeeze her partner's penis in her vagina. The man then goes deeper by kneeling over her while penetrating from behind."

Or the elephant II: Starting from the doggy position, the woman lies down progressively with her elbows on the ground so that the man completely covers her. She can leave her legs open to facilitate the penetration, or tighten her thighs to firmly squeeze her partner's penis in her vagina. The man then penetrates from behind holding himself up like the top of a pushup.

Either way, it's easier on the knees.

[ananke]

If it's normal for him, it sounds like a 'death grip' issue - he's conditioned himself to a high level of stimulation (taking a death grip on his wang and pounding away without finesse...). I had a tendency towards that and it only changed with no masturbating my usual way, lots of foreplay to get me mostly there before sex.

[starpiste]

I'm looking for some position advice. My man and I have been struggling to deal with issues relating to difficulties having an orgasm. Mine are medication related but his are just normal for him and usually improve as his comfort levels with his partner improve. They are getting much better, but the only position he comes in is doggy style. It's not a position I mind but it's not the most comfortable and he needs a while in one position. Are there any positions that would give him the same type of stimulation, but be better on my back?

oh, and I've never had a problem with anti-depressants and hbc. Other than the horrible mix of sexual numbing. ugh.

[ananke]

Most anti-d's don't fuck with birth control. I'd think none do, but don't want to say for sure.

And my instinct would be that your system is as confused as you () so you should be fine. But I'd see a doctor anyway.

And work out what the hell is wrong with the condoms!

[Sststststutter]

Sststststutter- I have had a lot of problems with orgasming for about the past 2.5 years. I had the same kind of thing you describe, it started taking forever when I was by myself and I usually couldn't get it at all when I was with my guy. He was a new partner at the time, but the problem started before I met him. For me so much of this has to do with emotional issues, stress, and other psychological stuff. There's a book that really helped me called "The Elusive Orgasm" I think. I can't remember the author right now. If it continues to be a problem, I would recommend checking out that book. I am still working on this stuff; unfortunately there hasn't been a quick fix for me.

Thanks dayglow-- I agree that emotional issues and stress were playing a big part for me. I have since improved a lot and even though sometimes am not as quick to come as other times, at least my little dry spell has passed and I'm not as hopeless about it as I was.

And um... that blogwhoring... a little ridiculous. She makes the gynecologist sound like torturous, when really, it's just uncomfortable. There's no rusty spikes involved. And I actually did have a mole removed from my inner thigh once, very close to my "pussy," by a male dermatologist... I didn't have to take my underwear off, and even so, he definitely required a female nurse or whoever she was to be in there to avoid allegations. Like mouse said, he's a doctor. He doesn't care about your pussy.

[xexyz]

Oooooh, I'm jealous, you said Pussy. Well, I hate to break it you but even us feminists say Pussy.

You want a fucking dirty word??? I took it up the ASS by a guy I'm fucking who has a big cock and he's fucked my CUNT on many an occasion.

Pussy, cunt, dick, cock, ass, tits, titties, twat, clit, cum. Ooooh, I can use smut too.

Must not have been that big if ass and cunt get all caps but cock is relegated to lowercase...

[culturehandy]

Oooooh, I'm jealous, you said Pussy. Well, I hate to break it you but even us feminists say Pussy.

You want a fucking dirty word??? I took it up the ASS by a guy I'm fucking who has a big cock and he's fucked my CUNT on many an occasion.

Pussy, cunt, dick, cock, ass, tits, titties, twat, clit, cum. Ooooh, I can use smut too.

[mouse]

yeah, seriously. you don't even have the decency to reply to a pm welcoming but gently telling you that if you pull this shit here you will get chewed a new asshole? GTFO. nobody wants your self-absorbed trolling shit here.

also: he's a FUCKING DOCTOR. don't flatter yourself.

[auralpoison]

Uh, no, we don't want more. I tried, I failed. YOUR BLOG SUCKS. YOU ARE ABOUT AS INTERESTING AS LINT! GO THE FUCK AWAY!

[Ronia D'Arc]

Today simply sucked, and the only funny thing that happened was that I showed a complete and total stranger, a complete and total male stranger, my pussy.

Yes, that's right, I said pussy. And ok, he was a dermatologist, and I was actually showing him a mole on my pussy, but I still pulled down my underwear, moved one leg to the side, and fiddled with my very pink, and very sexual-looking, labia, right in front of his face. His face, which was attached to his head, which was resting a mere three inches away on the examining table so he could get a REALLY good look at my mole. And, by default, my pussy.

It was surreal. When you have a gynecological exam, your head is kept far away at the other end of the table, far from the action, and you can kind of pretend that you're not being poked and prodded with what clearly is a rusted torture device left over from the Middle Ages; you can lie there and take nice, deep, relaxing breaths, plan your day, chat amiably with the hairy-knuckled doctor while he slides a lubed finger into your most intimate places, whatever. It's all good, because there are two feet of torso separating you psychologically from the fact that a stranger is doing things to you that you definitely wouldn't let your husband get away with, not even if he was on his best behavior for ten years and put in a swimming pool and got you a horse for your birthday.

During a regular gynecological exam you can lie there and ponder those things, you can ruminate on the idiosyncracies of life, you can philosophize, because what is happening down there has nothing to do with you, really, at least not in an emotional sense. Sure, it's your vagina that white-coated person is breezily ratcheting up to the circumference of a tree limb, but it's not really your problem. It's not any more your problem than, say, figuring out how to make those collection agencies stop calling your house 840 times a day. If it is somewhat troublesome, if it creates a little snag in your sense that all is well and good--in your sense that no, of course you are not in danger in losing your car or being gouged in the uterus with a pointy object--well, you can just ignore the whole thing. You can gaze at the mauve-colored ceiling and think pleasant, philosophical thoughts. You can take a little nap. You can plan your day.

When you're forced to participate in the task at hand, when the presence of your head and the voicing of your thoughts are required elements of the transaction, it's a whole other story. Suddenly, the stranger (whose nose hairs, by the way, don't look that different, up close, from your pubic hairs) is not just a white-coated automaton but a very real human being. He is a very real male human being who, despite being kind of short, is not altogether bad-looking. He's a little bald, but he's not nearly old enough to fit into the "benign" category, so you can't help wondering, while pulling your rosy labia this way and that so you both can get a nice good look: Woah dude--what if he's TURNED ON BY THIS???

And while he explains to you afterwards--having straightened up so he is once again talking to you while looking at your face--that the mole is probably not cancerous, the burning sensation that woke you up two nights in a row was probably due to a skin tag or a wart, you try to avoid the sight of yourself in the mirror behind him, because if you don't you'll see that the corners of your mouth are twitching and you won't be able to keep from laughing. You'll start laughing in an embarrassed, obvious way, and the secret, the badly concealed secret that he is a man and you are a woman, and your pussy was just in his face, will come out of hiding and hover there, bright and undeniable, between the two of you. And then who knows what will happen.

-Ronia D'Arc

P.S. Yes, I'm totally motherfucking pimping myself here. So be it. You want more? Please come to http://roniadarc.blogspot.com

[shinyx3]

Runner - Sheesh, talk about stress! Call your doc. Or call Planned Parenthood. They will know.

Good luck.

[runnergirl]

Hello all!

This might be the ramblings of an over-paranoid person...but last weekend, I was at the beach, and I didn't want my period, so I took my bc pill pack early to make it stop. I then got kind of lazy, missed one or two, doubled up, and wasn't really paying attention. I wasn't planning on having sex with anyone. Then I met a boy Thursday, we hooked up and the condom broke. Naturally, being freaked about my erratic pill taking, I took plan b. I took the second pill Saturday (yesterday morning). I had sex with him again last night...and again the condom broke! Arg!

So, I'm thinking that plan b would still be in my system? I feel like it would be a bad idea to put that into my body again so soon. But, I'm freaking out.

I honestly can't remember how I was taking my pills because the days are all off and I didn't wait until Sunday to restart. I also just started taking anti depressants, (in July) and I wonder if they make the pill less effective??

Thanks!!

[je.ne.sais.pas]

tried the Oring (think that's what they were called) and i loooooved it, yet boyfriend wasn't all that thrilled. he's just not as into "new" things, prefers the tried and true.......

grrrrrrrrr

[snow white]

No they reaaaallly work

oo, good to know