i’m a grown woman. sometimes i don’t like to fully shave down there because of ingrown hairs/razor burn. but i do it pretty often still.

however, men in general seem to prefer a woman’s crotch to be completely bald. why is that?? if you’re going down on her the hair won’t get near the clit/vagina since it’s all on the outside, and if it does, just push it away nbd. also, you won’t directly see or even feel the public hair during sex. you just fuck her vagina, away from the hair. so as long as it’s clean and free of smells, why does it matter so much?

it makes me feel weird whenever a guy wants me freshly shaved. like honey i’m not a teenager with a bald crotch area i’m a grown woman so i’ll have some hair down there. you’re not gonna be dealing with it a lot so unless i smell/taste bad or it’s choking you somehow then let me care for it how i see fit!

but men, i’d love your testimony on whether or not you prefer clean shaves or you don’t care either way

why do men prefer a freshly shaved pussy?


I met this wonderful girl at the beginning of the year (she's 20, I'm 25) and we started dating at the beginning of April.

Everything was working out. We communicated well, we were open with each other, vulnerable, trusted each other a lot, gave each other space when needed, and generally spent a lot of time together. We had no problems, no fights, no conflicts. Everything was dandy. It was a very healthy relationship in which we really shared everything. She was very affectionate, very sweet, gentle, kind, but also quite sexual. That was not a problem, since I am also a sexual guy, so by noticing that I started making moves on her pretty early on, to which she responded very positively and she seemed like she really desired having sex with me.

I need to say though, I am literally her second ever partner, after she had a two month fling with another dude in autumn of last year that "didn't work out" for her. So I took it that she's inexperienced, but that was never a problem for me.

Some time passes, and we plan our first trip together. We went on her birthday. Make it romantic, you know. Night time comes, and sexy time obviously comes. Unfortunately, we didn't come.

Jokes aside, we were both very tired, we hadn't slept the night before, and we walked and explored and hiked all day. I knew that our first time together wasn't going to be mindblowing, and, sure enough, I always told her to not have huge expectations of a mindnumbing orgasm at the beginning.

When I say that neither of us came, I mean that we couldn't really get off, we were both tired and very anxious, especially me, since I haven't had sex in a year, and I was kind of afraid of my penis not working with me, but against me. I also told her to be slow with me, since it's been a while, and to maybe guide me if I can't seem to get back the hang of things. She gladly helped me and guided me, despite my insecurities. Pushing aside negative thoughts, we managed to have a go at it for like 15-20 minutes, but she said it's not working and we should just call it a day.

Afterwards, she saw me with a disappointed and sad look on my face, and she lovingly embraced me, told me something akin to "honey, it's going to be alright. I understand that the first time is not always good, we will keep on trying, try out different positions, and we'll always try until we find what works for us. I love you, and it's okay it didn't work out, there's always next time". She was very understanding and compassionate of me, and we fell asleep laughing and talking very late at night.

Less than 12 hours afterwards, she told me in the train that she is deeply disappointed in the "situation at hand", and that she expected a lot more from both of us, judging by how "easily we turned each other on", she thought it would be a lot better than what it was. She also told me that she is very tired since she took charge of a big part of the bedroom activity, and by that she explicitly said "I did most of the work in bed, you know? I expected more". I told her that I understand her concerns, and that I share the view of the first time being a bit disappointing. I told her to not picture a relationship's course by how the first sexual episode happened, since first time does not mean all times. She told me, "don't think that just because I am disappointed, that means I stopped loving you. I won't give up on us no matter what" with a very warmhearted smile on her face, reassuringly hugging me and telling me that "everything is going to be okay".

A few hours later, she sends me a text telling me that she wants to break things off. Saying stuff like "it isn't working, I'm sorry, good luck in your life and hope you find someone better". A breakup text.

She blocked me from everywhere, and she doesn't even want to talk to me face to face to at least get a little closure, if not for patching things up.

I really can't understand though, how can a person go from being so reassuring and fine with a bad first sexual experience, saying motivating and uplifting things like "it's gonna work out eventually, we'll figure things out together, like we always do", with a smile on their face, while, apparently deep down inside, they hated that sexual encounter so much so that they decided to end things... how can a below average first sexual experience with the person you claim to love so strongly redefine your entire wishes, thoughts and actions?

My girlfriend broke up with me after we had sex on her birthday


So, a few years ago, New Years of 2016/2017 iirc, I spent the evening with my dad and stepfamily. I’m the accident and my step aunt is the runt, so there’s only a few months between us, and we’re very close.

I showed up late due to work, and started telling my “aunt” about this guy I’d been texting. It was pretty dirty stuff.

I should mention she grew up with very sex positive parents who taught her to be safe, and who would see shoes in the doorway, and walk right into her room like nobody’s business and offer the guy breakfast. When we were young her parents knew about all her friends’ romantic/sex lives. They were everyone’s cool bonus parents.

So, everyone was already drunk when I arrived, and she started telling me that I could tell my dad anything, and he’d be totally fine with it. I whispered to her “why would I wanna tell my dad about my sex life?” Then she loudly told my dad “there are things, than skinnylove90 wants to tell you, but she’s afraid of being judged.” I told her I wasn’t afraid of being judged, but it wasn’t exactly father/daughter conversation, especially because I was 26 at the time. She kept insisting I could “expose” myself to my father, and he told me he’d be fine with whatever I had to say.

Finally I went “alright then. Daddy… I’m easy. I’m what you would call promiscuous.” My dad replied “well, honey, as long as you’re not hurting yourself and you’re not letting anyone hurt you, you can sleep with whomever you want. I would never judge your brothers for having multiple sex partners, and I’m not gonna judge you just because you’re a girl. I trust you to do what’s right for you.”

I still think it was kinda weird for my “aunt” to push that conversation, because a grown woman doesn’t really need to talk to her dad about sex, but it ended up being one of the most honest conversations I’ve ever had with him, and I felt so loved and accepted afterwards. Before this is I’d  only talked to my very religious mother about sex, and she’d convinced me I’d die a little if I had sex with someone I didn’t love. I’m still very much alive.

TLDR: I have a really cool dad

I had a really good sex talk with my dad


Long story short: the love of my life needs a new heart because his can't pump blood properly. (it's at 7%) Sex cheers him up, obviously, but the doctors refuse to prescribe ED meds without more evidence of their safety. Since then, we've tested out a few "royal honey" supplements with some decent results. I was curious if anyone has reviews or recommendations for natural ED remedies?

**He understands the risks, and is choosing quality over quantity for his remaining time on Earth.

ED supplement comparisons?


Pegging advice?

Hey all. Wife is going to be pegging me for the first time in a few days and I’m not sure how to prepare / what to do.

Quick stuff:

1. I’ve played with my ass a ton, but never been pegged
2. We got a decent starter strap on from love honey
3. We have anal specific silicone based lube

Some questions I’m thinking of:

1. How do I clean myself out?
2. Should I get waxed / shave my asshole?
3. Are there any specific positions that are best?
4. Any other tips or tricks would be great!

How can I make sure my first pegging session is good?


First time posting on reddit and idk where else to post this. so sorry for the long post and if this is all over the place...

My husband and I have been married for 3 years and together for 5 years total. A little background:

Hubs and I met in college in an astrophysics class. He was always quite chubby and overweight and to be honest,  not very conventionally attractive by society's standards. Everyone used to tell me that i was way out of his league, and they used to ask him how he managed to get a girl like me (I'm pretty conventionally attractive by society's standards and was always physically active and athletic - i was a D3 volleyball player). But idk how people could say such rude things.

But I quickly fell in love with him because he was (and still is!) the funniest, most hilarious man I've ever met! He never failed to make me laugh and hanging out with him was such a stress reliever. His humor quickly attracted me to him, so I asked him out to the movies, and the rest is history...

And tbh, our sex life had never been that great - we would have sex like 2-4 times a month. We were both pretty busy people and had full time jobs. I was usually super tired, stressed, not in the mood, etc, and so i would turn him down a lot.

And i hate to say it, it's also because I was never really physically attracted to him, just his personality, due to him being so overweight. Don't get me wrong - I loved the intimacy we shared when having sex, but he just wasn't physically attractive to me. He had extremely low self esteem and had no motivation as well, he was always uncomfortable with himself, etc.

So 3 years ago, he was at his heaviest, 250lbs at 5'10. The doctor told hubs he was pre-diabetic and getting obese, and if he didn't stop his bad eating and lifestyle habits (he pretty much had a food addiction and never exercised), he would get diabetes. When we got back home, he cried his eyes out and it broke my heart. It was the first time I saw him cry and I felt so bad for him. He told me he needed to change, and so he did...

His best friend, who's dad owns a MMA gym, invited him over to train for a discount. There he trained wrestling, kickboxing, and jiu-jitsu, and took up lifting weights, calisthenics, and sprinting. He worked his fucking ass off. Within a year, he went down from 250 to 180lbs, and within 2 years, he has bulked up to 205lbs of pure muscle. He got super good at wrestling and jiu-jitsu too, and wins pretty much all his weekend tournaments at that gym.

Now he's built literally like one of those engineers in Prometheus lol, he's muscular and ripped asf, and got a HUGE glowup. Now everytime I see him lift something, or take off his shirt, my panties get wet af (not exaggerating haha)! Btw off topic but he can also do those super cool gymnastics moves on the rings, things like muscle ups and stuff haha. I really can't get over how sexy he is to me now and I can't stop myself from touching him whenever I get the chance. Everything about him is so sexy to me - his defined back, his thick, hairy forearms, his bulging shoulders, and that sexy ass!

And his confidence has shot through the roof now! Even my friends now comment that they're jealous of me and that he has big dick energy haha. He has so much motivation now, works his ass off daily in everything he does, took up some new hobbies (he can play the guitar really well!), and his whole mindset has changed for the better.

And we have sex daily now. I make sure to wake him up with a slow bj everyday and at night I always try to seduce him in every way I can, just to get him to fuck me haha, since im having the best sex of my life right now! But I've noticed recently he isn't as receptive, passionate, etc, and he doesn't look like he enjoys it as much.

So onto the problem:

So today after he got out of the shower, I knew i needed a piece of that haha! So I started kissing him, feeling him up and touching his crotch.

"No honey I'm not in the mood today", he said in a pretty grumpy voice.

"Babe, why not? Please, I promise I'll be a good girl for you if I can have your cock. Pretty please??" (I tried to play up being innocent and begging - that always gets him in the mood lmaoo.)

But he swatted my hands away and yelled at me "You never wanted me back when I was fat and ugly, why the fuck should you have me now? You're honestly really fucking shallow - I can't believe you!"

And then he just stormed out of the house, got in his car, and drove to probably his parents' house. I tried calling him  like a million times and texted him paragraphs of apologies, but he's not answering at all. I'm so worried for him and I'm so afraid it might be over.

Advice??

TL;DR: Hubs went from fat to ripped in the span of 3 years, and I, naturally, want more sex with him. He blew up at me and called me shallow, and isn't returning my texts or calls. What to do now?

EDIT: js called his parents, he's not at their house. Idk where he is.

My (25f) husband (24m) blew up at me for wanting more sex with him. He isn't responding to any of my texts or calls, and idk what to do now...


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Life is a flower of which love is the honey.


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Life is the flower for which love is the honey.


Hello! My (22f) husband (25m) have been married about a year. Sex is great, but sometimes I enjoy things on the really rough side. My husband loves to oblige this side of me and does it quite well. My problem is that something about his attitude when we have rough sex never totally satisfies me. It's hard to describe because he knows exactly what I want physically and has no problem with holding me down, tying me up, biting, etc. But his attitude always feels too loving or tender if that makes sense. I know that sounds weird because how can sex that leaves you bruised feel tender? But it does. It always feels like there's something being held back and like every bite is an act of love. I guess it always feels like a have a choice in the matter. And maybe this sounds messed up, but even though I don't have full on rape fantasy I don't want to feel like anything is optional when we're having rough sex. I want to feel used. Everything I'm describing sounds rapey and I don't know if I could explain this to my husband without him misunderstanding.

I don't know what to say to my husband, because I can't even identify or describe what the problem is or what would need to be changed to make things better. He's doing just fine with the physical aspects of sex, so I'm not really sure how to say "Honey, sex feels great but I'm not really enjoying our rough sessions because you don't give off enough of a rapey vibe."

Edit: I'm interested in constructive comments, not creepy PMs. I want to have sex with my husband not the gross creeps who think it's a good idea to PM me.

How do I encourage my husband to act less "polite" and more rough?


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buying from love honey?


I share a part of my story in r/deadbedroom already, but since then i had food for my thoughts.

Please note that english is not my first language and i'm on cellphone

Long story.

I've (38f) been in couple with my husband (43m) for more than 15 years now. We have two kids, a house, a dog, 2 businesses and a 3rd on it's way.
I love our family; i'm best friend with my husband, wonderful childs, we have nice conversations, the dynamic is very stable and full of love. I wouldn't change anything.

But.

I am more than sexually frustrated. I thought that I was beyond that, but i guess not.

Our sex life was always very vanilla, nothing out of the ordinary except for here and there  but we didn't hang on something. Husband is more romantic and plain, i would've loved it more rough and exploratory.
He is a anxious person, so repetitive and known things are his safe space. I hate routine.

Husband is a premature ejaculator (hope is the right term).
I never had very long intercourse with him, but oral and fingering were and still are amazing.

Since a couple years, sex was more occasionnal and very plain. Always the same way, in bed, he will approch me, touching me the same way, rub my clit, finger me, goes in top, 3-4 swings and that's it.
If I was trying something new, I would heard about it for days. What was with me, why i was so horny, where did i learn that etc etc. So I just slowly stop initiate things and let it die by itself. I know it's is anxiety talking   but I was tired having to explain myself for every move i did, even tho it was spontaneous and/or out of curiosity and didn't need a explanation.

For the last 2 years, I notice that my husband can't keep a erection anymore, but just when PIV will occur.
No problem with the BJ, a little bit less with the handjob, but penetrative sex is not happening anymore.
The first time it occur was me tring to get on top, and he loose his erection almost instantly.
It was a hard hit on my already low self esteem, but i didn't show anything, and I was supportive to him, like always.
Every other time we tried PIV, he would lose his erection, just when he about to enter, even tho he was rock solid seconds before.

Now i feel like the most unattrative person in the whole world. My self esteem is crashing down real hard.

I gain weight after my pregnancies and i always struggle with my image. I was a teen in the 90 and if you weren't shape like Claudia Schiffer or Kate Moss, you were a discusting fat pig, and no, i'm not exagerating. I was maybe size 8 to 10 during HS and i was fatshame. Solid.

 He never was in bigger gals, but he was more into petite brunette.
Mind you i'm now a size 16 for a 5"8.
I was maybe a size 12 when we first met.

He never talked to me about his impotence, and neither did I.
And I don't want to ask.
I am scare of the answer. If IT THIS before i'm too fat now, that he has no desire for me anymore because of my size, i know I will be destroy.

I don't know what to do.
I don't want to break my family for my personal needs.
I really really don't want to cheat. But the tentation is there, and it's scary.

How do you even start a conversation about this without hurting his feelings?
"Hi honey, i want talk about your erectile dysfonction"?

My husband can't have a erection anymore.


 Hello, guys. I have a couple of questions on relationships.

I'm currently struggling with a trust crisis in a relationship, and I am exhausted thinking about it, and trying to solve this puzzle on my own. I think a may need an advise from you, guys.

I've been together with my wife for almost 10 years, married 3 of those. We used to do some kinky stuff in sex, mostly vanilla femdom including short-term chastity, non-sissy crossdressing & roleplay, pegging and anal play in general. She claims she loves all of it.

Albeit, I don't know how to get into the play. When we used to do kinky sex about 80% of the time i was the one who started it. And when she was the initiator, she said something like "I can do this and that", assuming me to ask or to agree with her proposal which always left me with a strong feeling that it was a chore to her. Like she was doing it not for her own pleasure, and for us to have fun, but only to indulge my weird and abnormal fetishes in order to use it to get additional portion of love and appreciation from me. Not only it feels weird for me to ask for these things, but it also feels pathetic, and in a non-pleasant way. And I don't wanna be pathetic, even though i wanna feel vulnerable and weak (naturally, in my everyday life I'm a complete opposite of that -- definitely not dominant, but more of a responsible and accountable leader). I don't want to look onto her from below and be like "Honey, could you stick this dildo into me, please-please, pretty please". So my first question is: how do you guys get into your sessions in a way that doesn't harm anyone's fragile ego? I mean, literally, who of you sais or does what? How do you incorporate it in your everyday life?

If there is a choice between total refusal from kinky sex and my dignity then I choose my dignity. Which I kinda did because we hadn't had kinky sex in over a year and a half by now after a huge fight in which she called me names and said some unpleasant things. Another time a couple of years ago during a very stressful period of my life all sex between us was gone, and i almost got feared of impotence in 26yo. In the heat of a fight over this sexless period she said something like "you only get hard in panties and with a dildo in the ass, you fucking sick pervert" which stroke me right into all of my insecurities about my fetishes and fantasies. It was a huge crack in the trust between us and reminded me of some childhood traumatic experience: at the age of 8 some girls on my class asked me whether i liked anyone, and I was stupid enough to answer honestly that I liked %AnotherGirlsName%. The day after all of my class was pointing fingers at me and laughing that I am a sick pervert. Of course no one would talk to me or accept me in any subgroup, so till 11 I had no friends at school, being "that dorky kid" everyone has had in a class.

Anyway, fast forward to today: everything's good, we live in a peaceful way etc, the sex is regular and by quality similar to a great steak (minimalistic, with salt and pepper): passionate, healthy and mostly non-augmented (clitoral toys and a couple of dildos for her). After all the fights she she felt really sorry for all the damage she has done, and apologised like a million times, and I don't stick old fights into her face, as a gentleman must. But all of this doesn't help me at all. The bruises still ache, and I'm terrified inside with the thought of being totally open and vulnerable with her, or even talking about how I feel. Intimate in kink, if you would like. I don't want to be a typical pathetic needy hubby, I don't trust her, I don't feel safe and protected, and I have no guaranties that kinky sex won't be used against me. I just don't know what to do, and even if I should. By the way, on rare occasions when I'm alone I do some of the stuff mentioned, and I personally don't have any problems with playing with dildos or wearing panties or/and a cage. Its just that I don't want her to participate in any way.

But all the whining aside, I also feel that there is something I'm missing out here. Something in my own thinking process, that can't give me a good perspective on things and think about this problem in a productive way. My position is: "Honey, it's you who totally fucked up things between us, so it's up to you to clean this mess. I don't know how you do it or what it will cost you, but I won't do a thing to repair all that you've ruined, even in myself". So my second question is: how you guys get out of similar situations? How do you repair the kind of trust needed for kinky sex?

Sorry for bad language, English is not my native :)

Coping with aftershocks


I  (M,29) have  been  with my significant other (F,26)  for 6 years.

I'd like to  start out by saying that she is the most wonderful person i've met.  She literally  is perfect  to  me in every other way  except for our dead bedroom.

From the start  of our  relationship,  even  in the honey moon  fase we  maybe had sex 2-3 times a  month. usually id expect that number to be pretty high at the begining, but i liked her so much that  it  wasnt that much of an importance at first.

Over  the years the lack of sex and her not showing interest in  it  unless i start it has really made  me feel like absolute shit about my self.

We've had maybe 3 or 4 really serious talks about how it makes me feel and its gotten better for a little bit and  usally just goes back what it use to  in a couple of weeks. i've expressed how  it makes me feel  unwanted, unatracctive, gross and embaressed, but like  i said before  it goes well for a little and were back to dead bedroom again. Recently we've been having sex once a week, on weekends, but it just seems so planned and  scheduled that it makes me think that i have to make an appointment to have sex with the women  i love. I know she's trying to do better, but for me its not about the trying, but the wanting. I feel like i shouldn't have to tell her everytime, we both should want to be with eachother.

We've talked about the fact that she loves having sex with me but she doesn't need it as frequent as I do, but more recently its been really weighing on me.

I absolutely hate that it  makes me feel resentful towards her everytime i think about it, even though i love her so  much. I feel like an idiot because i  am letting sex be so important and make me feel like this.

Every time i  try to make a move, i feel embarrassed, self concious and it all feels forceful. I  truely believe that if i didnt  attempt to have  sex with her, we could go without it for months ( the longest we didnt have sex for was 3 months). Im not sure exactly what i hope from posting here more than being  able to talk to people about it, its just starting to eat me up and need some opinions.

Thank you everyone.

dead bedroom starting to really affect me.


Hi there!

I have been with my boyfriend for a little over a year. I love him so much and he’s the best guy ever. But, we might not be totally on the same page in the sex department.

I have always had issues cumming during sex and have only been able to cum vaginally with one person. Every time my boyfriend is close to giving me a vaginal orgasm, he switches up his rhythm and I lose it and am unable to get it back.

But lately I haven’t been feeling very horny much at all. Perhaps it has something to do with my birth control or my anxiety/depression levels, but now sex is starting to feel painful. I’m not as wet as I used to be and we need to rely on lube nowadays. I just don’t think I am horny enough for sex to feel super good. I need to remind my boyfriend I need foreplay every time we have sex or else he will go straight in there. Even then, foreplay doesn’t last long and I don’t feel “ready.” He has a way higher sex drive than me. Idk I just feel super bad about not feeling much pleasure. Is there anyone else who has issues with feeling honey and how did you remedy that? I’m thinking about getting a vibrator to help out

I can’t cum and sex doesn’t feel good


Hey. So, I need some advice. My girlfriend 25/F/BBW have been together for a few months and we have a very happy relationship, but I need some advice.

So, I have a major belly fetish. I love women's bellies, especially fat/chubby ones like on BBWs. I love to kiss them, massage them, rub my hands over them, caress them, and I wanna try licking honey off of my gf's belly and out of her belly button. I think they're so sexy. I also love seeing women's bellies get stuffed from being full and bloated. One of the major things on my list, though, is that I want to lay my girlfriend on her back, lift her shirt up and giver her belly an actual proper massage. I want to lay my head on it, too - it makes an amazing pillow 😍 and the noises her belly makes are honestly kinda relaxing ASMR, lol 🤣

I already have some fun with it. My girlfriend is chubby, and I like to rub her belly when we cuddle (), and I kiss it briefly during foreplay, but I don't know how to tell her that I have this kink/fetish and I wanna try these things.

How should I bring it up to her? Thanks! 😊

How to introduce girlfriend to my belly fetish? [26M]


We have a mutual friend so that’s how I got this info.

My guy is [21M] and I’m [23F]

They were talking about cunnilingus and our mutual friend mentioned how too many men often expect us to taste like candy and forget exactly what they’re eating which is a vagina* so it’s more realistic to expect yummy lemon water and that you’ll enjoy your girl’s taste so long as you love her (or are just really horny). He responded by saying “certain cats taste better than others trust me” and then went on to say “when it’s good good it’s sweet like a flower or honey”. He was then told that maybe he only thinks it tastes like that because of how much he likes the girl since it’s just not a naturally occurring taste for a vagina and then was asked if he told the girls. He said “of course I tell them because I want improvement haha but I try not to be rude about it obviously”…

Now I’m incredibly self conscious and scared about mine and I see him in about 35-40 days. I keep up with my hygiene, wear the recommended fabrics (cotton), use the appropriate soaps, drink water daily, take my vitamins, and my diet is a good mix but I just don’t taste like honey and flowers as he describes the “good good ones” :/

I feel like I can only do so much and if I’m going to be hyper focused on his review afterwards then idk if I can relax and enjoy our sex. He personally mentioned to me once to just be “clean and taste delicious” but can I really control my taste to that extent? The fact that everyone’s taste buds are a bit different isn’t helping either because after a shower I think my taste is fine but it could easily be rancid to him and now I’m panicking. He clearly prefers sweet & sugary overtones in vaginal tastes and mine is more like kiwi water or watered down kombucha. I’m stressing. The thing is that genuinely everyone else who’s been down on me has complimented my taste either during or after eating me out saying how good I taste or I’m their favorite & wanting more. Low key they probs enjoyed eating me out more or just as much as the penetrative sex part. But I’ve never heard of this sweet like honey thing and I feel like I can only do so much. I can offer clean and healthy but sweet & sugary? And then he basically reviews it after.

I’m buying recommended products like cranberry pills and other vitamins to try to get something different going on by the time I see him. I’m gonna up my fruit juice (no additives) intake too. I hear incorporating Apple Cider Vinegar in your diet can help and laying off the green veggies in preparation.

Any advice, comments, or personal experiences would really help

[Edit: people were getting confused on the dialog from the mutual friend trying to explain “expectations” so I fixed it to be more comprehensive]

My guy is really into cunnilingus but he made some comments about taste and I’m a bit scared to see him now


Ugh. So sick of the in store sex stores around here. Mostly all of them don’t have really any offical stuff and often just sell PVC trash.

We’ve looked online and even sites like love honey don’t really have the wide range of tools and Silicon toys we want.

We are specifically looking for:
- quality cock sleeve
- a nice hollow strap on
- cock rings
- affordable silicon toys

Any suggestions?

Australian online sex store suggestions?


So me (25) and my partner (30), have been together for four years and we're mostly perfect. We have great sex to be honest, I can only compare it to masterbating, but I cum multiple times and I never hear complaints from him.

When we first started dating we were doing it non stop, I'm talking 3 to 4 times a day, throughout the week. Obviously it starts getting less and less after that honey moon phase.

I started anti depressants, birth control, and in general my libido has gone down. I feel terrible about it. Not just that but I started working/uni and most days I'm just physically and mentally exhausted. If I was the deciding factor we'd be down to maybe once or twice a month. I also have a lot of self worth/body issues that makes feeling attractive or sexy really hard.

Meanwhile my partner has the libido of a rabbit. He'd do it multiple times a day, at least 4 days a week if he had his way. We've even had one day in the past few weeks where we did it 6 times, which was insane, it was great! But we got literally nothing else done all day, and I was exha by the end.

Now when he wants to have sex he just comes out and says it, doesn't really flirt with me, or anything. And most of the time, I say I'm too tired. We have actual arguments about it and it makes me feel like trash.

I would love to have no other responsibilities, and just sit around fucking all day, but I literally can't do that. Like even if my libido wasn't in the toilet, most days I have things I need to do.

How can I raise my libido? How can I find time? And how can I tell him no in a way that won't make him feel bad?

Lower sex drive? How to turn him down?


Hi, I’m 22(m) and I’m looking for some advice, I’ve been scrolling the internet and can’t seam to find a lube that’s market to intensify the pleasure for men… I’ve looked on love honey boots and many others and they all only seam to be for “feel” or “sensation” I’m looking for intensify or something I don’t want to “prolong the pleasure” I’m trying to enhance it and everything I’m coming across doesn’t seam to cut the mustard, a lot of condoms have benzocaine 5% but that’s a numbing agent essentially how’s that going to enhance my pleasure? It’s Only her that’s will enjoy sex more cus it’ll be lasting longer due to me having a slightly numb cock…. Has anyone come across one that makes sex more pleasurable and stimulating??

I need help with lube


Lovehoney Rose Clitoral Suction Stimulator vs Satisfyer Pro 2


Absolutely love this range from Lovehoney.


May be a bit rambly im recovering from a severe summer cold, no not covid lol

So Im in a new relationship after a five year one ended three months ago, its going great shes very sexually aggressive i.e actually wants it and isn't afraid to drag my arse to the bedroom something I love, and is so loving both in terms of showing verbal affection and little physical things like kisses cuddles butt touching etc.

Anyways we've been brutally honest from day one I've explained why I cheated in my last relationship etc plus my horrible childhood etc and shes been as honest, shes quite submissive always calling me king, sir without prompting I add, always telling me to sit down and relax at hers while she literally does everything at her flat washing up, cooking cleaning, she always says I work hard enough (I only do 30hrs a week in retail) and when im at hers its to relax and chill.

Shes expressed a keen interest in being a submissive, as well as anal, whipping and spanking now when I went up for the first time two weeks ago I left a bdsm date idea game from lovehoney and a blindfold, she's already picked through the ideas but sadly she had a bad epileptic fit Monday just gone and she has had a four day waking blackout she was mostly okay by the time I left on Saturday mostly just looked after her Thursday and Friday.

So other than the date ideas and the blindfold that've said im going to use on her this week any other ideas from you guys and girls?

Getting my partner into being my submissive


Hello all you kinky folk, I finally bought a latex garter belt for my latex stockings. The garter put a hole in the top of my stocking and I'm so upset!! How should I prevent this in the future? My stockings are natural black latex from LoveHoney and my garter belt is from The Latex Store on Etsy.  I'm not a large girl at all, but I still need a garter belt to keep up the stockings :(

Advice? Thank you for your time!

Latex garter put hole in latex stocking


Hi r/bdsm,

I'd like to ask your advice.  I've been working with composite materials recently and they are... frankly mind blowing.  As a unrepentant pervert, the kinky possibilities were not long coming.

My question is this:  Do you think there is a market for incredibly light weight, breakdown dungeon equipment?  The stuff wound have an awesome skeletal look, be spiral carbon fiber finish.  It would, however, also be quite expensive - I'm still laying up the designs so I don't know how much, but not Lovehoney money.

I'm working on designs for cages, crosses, beds/table/benches, pillory/stocks - as well as an array of weildable and wearable items.

What say you all?  Want to take a cage camping? Or take your spanking bench to that hidden beach?

Portable dungeon furniture


Me and my gf are actually pretty experienced with kinky shit and to be quite honest we've done a hell of a lot. However one of the thngs she's desperate to do which we've somehow never done properly is get tied up properly.

I want to be able to tie her up a) safely and b) in a way in which I can spank her or have sex with her or whatever, but unfortunately there is nothing in my flat to tie her to in anyway. The only thing I have is my matress so I thought maybe one of those under the matress kits could be good, but I can only really get her spread open with one of those (ie on back with limbs in all directions).

I was really hoping to be able to get her in a position like this:
asibdsm.com/40-bondage-positions/ariel-anderssen-in-box-frogtie-bondage-position-6/

but it seems that you need 3 lengths of rope and a bit of experience for that (if I'm wrong here please correct me - tutorials for that tie would be much appreciated).

What I'm wondering is what I could achieve with these sorts of kit:
www.lovehoney.co.uk/product.cfm?p=32682
www.lovehoney.co.uk/product.cfm?p=32686

any input much appreciated. Thanks!

Want to tie my girlfriend up on a budget in my poky student flat. Any advice? (more in text)


In the past I've purchased collars from lovehoney and collarfactory, Collarfactory has what I'm looking for in style but the one I bought from them fell apart after a month or two and their delivery/customer service wasn't really up to my standard.

I'm looking for a more subtle type of collar, one that could pass as a vanilla accessory but is quite obvious to people in the scene.

Any links to reliable vendors would be greatly appreciated.

Places that sell more subtle collars?


So, I've amassed a collection of toys over the years and now it's getting a bit unwieldy. Originally, I kept everything in one of the large (which aren't really that large or deep) lovehoney toy boxes, but that has spilled over into two small cosmetic bags and my prized vixen tube. I've started developing an interest in rope, so I just expect this issue to grow a bit. Everything fits quite nicely with room to spare in my 30L REI hiking daypack, but that bag gets used a lot for its intended purpose, and honestly I don't need all the straps and whistles and I'm not a huge fan of digging to the bottom.

So, what's your solution? I'm looking for a lockable bag/ box instead of furniture/ nightstand options because a roommate situation prohibits kink at home. Length in at least one direction is an important consideration for impact play sorts of toys. However, I've bought all my pieces with this in mind so I think my longest piece is maybe 14"? I'd like to have flexibility to go up a bit, maybe to 18" -- I feel like that would give me more options for the future. Maybe a duffel with bags/ boxes inside for organizing small stuff is best? I dunno. I crave organization, but also don't want to spend 10 minutes extracting nipple clamps from a pocket within a bag within a roll within a bag within a bag. So, let's hear it! How do you organize your kinky toys? What would you recommend?

Organized, discrete kink toy bags


So, I (m) have developed a fascination with Latex underwear that have built in penetration :)

It speaks to my submissive side so much, and I want to supprise my Miss with them.

I have been looking at these, [Late X Collection Anal Penetrator Latex Dildo Pants](http://www.lovehoney.com.au/product.cfm?p=15040). However, they have mixed reviews. I like the idea that the dildo may move a little bit, but I still want them to be hidden.

[Alternativley there are these.](http://www.aliexpress.com/item/Latex-Anal-Panties-with-Silicon-Butt-Plugs-in-Pants-Extreme-Masturbation-Panty-Porn-Underwear-Ass-Briefs/32624673716.html?spm=2114.01010208.3.1.yRloiE&ws_ab_test=searchweb201556_0,searchweb201602_3_10057_10056_10055_10049_10017_405_404_10059_10058_10040_10060_412,searchweb201603_6&btsid=fc2b3970-e080-4e81-acdf-faeec180a85c) They should hold in place better, but I am not sure about the brand.

SOOOO, anyone out there have experience with Penetrating Panties for men?

Butt Plug/Dildo Panties


My bf and I (F) have been together for almost 6 years. For a few years I've dabbling in edging/teasing my bf. He really enjoys it and occasionally requests it, but generally it just happens naturally. He says he likes me being in control of his pleasure.

A few weeks ago he mentioned wanting a cage, and so we did a bit of browsing and settled on [this](http://www.lovehoney.co.uk/product.cfm?p=28547), with cost being a fairly limiting factor.

We tried it out last night and it took a while to get on, partially because my bf was semi-hard just trying to put it on, but also because just getting his balls through the main ring was a struggle. After a while of deliberately avoiding anything sexual, we got the cage on.

My bf then was happy to start pleasuring me, and whilst we were spooning hearing him moan lightly in my ear was very sexy, and he said it was a different type of frustration to edging, but he was enjoying it. He did mention it wasn't completely comfortable though, and I wasn't able to fully enjoy the experience because of worrying about any pain he might be in.

After a little while he stopped fairly abruptly and requested I take it off. Getting the cage itself off was no problem, but then getting the main ring off took a fair bit of lube and a bit of panic. When we did get it off he had a big red line around his balls and we had to pause while he recovered.

I don't know if all we need for a future belt is a larger main ring, but I think for my own sake and his, we need a sort of emergency lock so that the cage can come off quickly.

I should note we are in the UK, so if a specific product it mentioned it might not be available here.

Thanks in advance for any advice or suggestions!

Very new to edging/teasing/dom/sub, looking for chastity belt advice


Mommy has me on a strict regime of no nods (clitty twitches), no clenches, and certainly NO touching.  If I nod or clench on accident, it’s immediately met with A.) a number of smacks of my brush to my kitty, sometimes bristle side, decided by Her of course,  or B.) A number of smacks to my face.

I met her years ago on here and life had kept us apart for a while but it has been this way since August, and I absolutely can’t get happier <3 I’m no stranger to denial, as she is the one who guided me into true discipline, punishment, and ultimately, peace. I have to admit…I  feel shame when I remember how I used to come or ruin every  day and night, sometimes multiple times. I often think of how I could never stray from this  routine now. Even if I were to try, I think I would fall back to the pattern that has been so, so deeply ingrained to me again.

I just wanted to share something we tried that helped cut down on my nods a few months ago, She wanted me to share it to see if I should give it another go! It’s embarrassing, it started during another typical playtime; I was holding nods and clenches in front of a mirror, laying in a perfectly fluffed makeshift bed with a fleecy blanket and plushies all around.  So innocuous to the untrained eye, yet any seasoned creep could make the insinuation it was built for ulterior motives..

I’m sometimes allowed to stare at my kitty (her name is Valerie) and worship her, but no touches or nods is an absolute, unless it’s a rare special day \\\~ It was getting hard to hold the nods, and I started to dream of how it would be easier if her movement was completely restricted. If only, if only there were such a thing as a clitty cast!… So, naturally, a suggestion from my dizzy self was cautiously written to her asking to make a cast around my clitty with tissue and her slick as glue. Well, I really prefer to call it honey, a pretty name for a pretty, yummy thing \~

The idea of kitty maché really caught Her interest — She wasn’t even the least bit disgusted!

I started covering tiny tiny pieces of tissue  with her honey, and layering them one by one onto her carefully, making sure to spread the paper evenly, no wrinkles… I layered and layered and layered, I can’t remember how many but it must have been 50 or so? It formed a cast just how we wanted it to, especially after letting it dry under my ceiling fan..After that, there was no hope for her, I would be the one doing the laughing at her for once! I let down my guard and let the floodgates open, letting her nod and nod her little heart out, except; She really really couldn’t budge with that torture cast holding her so gently yet firmly, with a nurse’s love <3

What’s more is after the fun had seemingly ended,  I was told I wasn’t  allowed to take the cast off and I was to sleep in it.. The removal the next day was amazingly agonizing, and a revenge for Valerie’s previous treatment.. she’s usually the Queen that teases and taunts me while I rein myself in as a well-trained animal would, but I had put her into my position, and that had made her angrier than ever. She did get her lick back… I was sore for the whole next day. And a little of the day after. :x

To conclude, I often think of this as the closest anyone’s may have gotten to a real female chastity cage, male ones restrict movement that way (I imagine) but the female ones are just outer, they don’t do a thing about nods…I think more girls should try no nods, it’s the truest form of Chastity. \~

P.S. my Mommy Marissa says hi and that she misses you all. 💜

Denial Journal; No Nods Allowed


I'm in the UK, been buying accessories such as whips for a while from the generic stores. Ann summers, love honey etc. But the prices I pay don't reflect the quality. Riding crops in particular break after a few proper sessions.

Was wondering If anyone can recommend a UK based store (prefer to save on shipping) that doesn't supply these mass made products as I've bought from various sites using the same suppliers despite cost difference. Happy to pay any price for something worth it.

Thank you!

Recommendations on where to buy bondage accessories?


BDSM lingerie is a must...what's the best designer? I love honey birdette [F] OC


It was only three o'clock in the afternoon, but it was already proving to be one of the most memorable Saturdays I'd had in ages.

I leaned over and kissed Tatiana on the forehead. She was hot, but not feverish. Her forehead glistened with sweat that gave the kiss a lingering salty taste. We'd planned to play a set or two of tennis and round it off with a light lunch at a nearby cafe. What twists a day can take and what surprises it can spring on you when you're willing to let it!

"I'm getting a glass of lemonade," I told her. "Would you like anything?"

She said nothing, but that was hardly surprising. Tatiana hadn't said a thing for hours.

I went to the kitchen and got her a drink anyway. We'd been co-workers for seven months now, and as we'd worked together on the Longhoefer project we'd got to know each other better. She'd told me about growing up in Elizabeth, and the challenges of doing well academically in a school system that had given up on black girls like her. I'd told her, almost ashamed, about the opportunities I'd had growing up in the suburbs, and how I'd squandered so many of them but still came out ahead.

"Don't be ashamed of your privilege," she'd told me. "Just use it to help others who don't have it."

I liked the way she put things like that. There was no resentment, or anger; and she made me feel like I had nothing to feel guilty for.

I walked back into the living room. She hadn't moved at all. I set the water down in front of her, and when she didn't even acknowledge me, I started to worry I might have offended her accidentally.

"Are you okay, honey?" I asked. She looked at me and shook her head. "What's wrong?" I asked. There was no answer, and after a moment I said, lamely, "Blue is a good color on you."

Tatiana lowered her head but said nothing.

The first time I realized we were catching feelings for each other was about six weeks ago. I was passing her desk when I turned to glance in her direction. Our eyes met briefly, and then she covered her face and looked quickly away. I didn't see her for the next two days, and then on Thursday, unable to get her out of my mind, I concocted an excuse to drop by her desk. We talked like old friends for 20 minutes, and when she finally gave me the papers I'd asked for, our hands brushed.

It was like electricity. My heart stopped, my eyes stopped, all time stopped. There was me, and there was a beautiful young black woman, and she was talking with me, and she was wondering if I'd like to have lunch with her.

And that's when it started. The daily conversations. The lunch dates. The seven minutes of heaven together in the supply room this past Thursday afternoon, her invitation to play tennis this morning, met by promise to utterly dominate her.

"I don't understand your attitude," I said. "I asked if you enjoyed surprises, and you said you liked a good gag as much as the next girl. And that *is* a nice gag."

It really was. It was a blue silicone ball on a black leather strap. It was odorless and tasteless, and I had bought it just for her. Right now it was comfortably behind her teeth, preventing speech without stretching her mouth so open that it would be uncomfortable.

Tatiana hadn't complained at all when I'd strapped it on her, any more than she'd complained when I'd put her in a chest harness, tied her arms behind her back and finished it all off with a hogtie. That deep blue rope really did look nice against her gorgeous brown skin. She might have objected when I cut all her clothes off, but it was hard to be sure with that lovely gag in her mouth. Now the clothes were all cut to pieces and scattered all over my living room, with the biggest pile gathered near the stun gun I'd got her with when she came through the door.

"Now now," I told her. "Don't cry. You told me Thursday that you'd love it if someone would kidnap you and keep you locked up for the next week  so you won't have to go to work. And who better to kidnap you than a girlfriend? Well, here we are, and we have all the way until next weekend to enjoy ourselves."

I held up the Hitachi and began to advance on Tatiana where she lay on my townhouse floor. Her eyes grew wide and she began to squeal, maybe in fear and maybe in excitement. Who could tell? She certainly wasn't saying.

But either way, we were in for a fun-filled vacation. Whether she wanted it or not.

Saturday in heaven [Ff,cnc]


My sub (husband) and I have been exploring other ways to have fun and we are currently trying bdsm. It was his idea, and I have to say, this is extremely fun.
We're exploring our limits together. We have a great relationship.
However, I have a hard time being a dom. The first time I spanked him, he moaned and I said 'Omg honey, is your bum okay?'
But I'm learning :)
I have a hard formulating my demands. I love asking for specific photos while he's at work or out with friends. Like a photo of him sticking his tongue out knowing he's in a meeting and he can't really do it.

How should I formulate my requests for such photos that will guarantee I will receive what I ask?

Thank you.

[Serious] How should I ask my sub for photos?


Okay, so let's preface this by saying that I met my boyfriend [21M] fairly recently (under a month) and we get along well, I adore him, I truly do, he's funny, and kind, and extremely attractive with a perfect body and a very large... meat hammer. But I digress, we are sexually active and to be completely honest it didn't start much sooner after we met, I knew he wanted me and he knew I wanted him, so we took discretion and threw it out the window. He has been living with me practically since we met due to me having my own apartment, the sex is great, we have sex almost every night/morning he's always been respectful and considerate.
It started off as what most would consider the "Standard Issue" intercourse, missionary, doggy, oral, blah. But last week it began to change (reminder that I've only been sleeping with him for about 2.5 weeks.) He propositioned me with anal sex, saying he wanted to.... well.. 'finish' in my booty hole, which is something I'm familiar with, and enjoy, but have only done twice before, and with my ex, who is of average size and yet about half of my current boyfriends. So needless to say I'm intimidated. The next day we're back at it again, and as we're both lying on our sides I feel him slide 2 fingers in with his penis, it hurt, but I liked it... a lot.

A couple days later we were having really amazing sex, and he stopped mid way, got off of me and told me to cover my eyes, threw the blanket over my head, and walked out of the room. This incited my curiosity, we had talked about BDSM and knows I have my own fetishes, and he knows where I keep my whips and other toys, so I assumed he would be going for that. He comes back with an average sized dildo, and well, it wasn't one of mine. He just happened to have one, (actually 2 but I'll get to that) but like I said he's been living with me so all his stuff is at my house.

Instead of putting it in my chilli ring, which I had anticipated, he inserted it into my honey pot, and after a few seconds, then inserted his own personal nuclear test missile in with it. And to my surprise it didn't even hurt. I liked it. Actually. I loved it. The next morning, we're having sex again, (yes again), and he gets up and goes into my closet again, I assume he's grabbing the dildo he used on me previously to do what he did again, and sure enough he comes back with a dildo, so once again he sticks it in, and afterwards, slipping himself in after but this time it hurt! Not too bad, but a lot more than last time, I was on my stomach so I just let him do his thing, I assumed I was just sensitive from the day before, he finishes and I roll onto my back, we kiss, and I look over to see the dildo I assumed he used, but it's his OTHER one, you know, the one that's the same size if not bigger than his own personal womb raider, and about the size of my forearm. BUT ANYWAY, I didn't know I could even DO that.
And I can't technically cause I bled for 2 days afterwards, mildly, but enough to notice I had been seriously stretched open, but it's alright, I enjoyed it.
But

It got even more intense. Yesterday we got to talking about what he really wants out of sex, you know like, his fantasies, (I did pry after all) and over the past few weeks him and I have established a very close, open and honest relationship, so he tells me to look up "DVP" I was already pretty sure I knew what it was and when I looked it up, I was right. I told him I knew he was into this already, obviously, and he fired back telling me he wanted to try "the real thing".

OKAY NOW LISTEN. I know we're still getting to know each other, but he has a very strong connection to me, I know this, and I am a young woman of morals, truly, but this also has been one of my fantasies as well, I see it in the porn I watch all the time and I always wondered what it was like, to be the center of the male attention and receiving multiple men at once arouses me. But this poses a huge conflict of interest for me seeing as I am a very intelligent, and classy woman, I'm unsure of how I would feel about this if it was propositioned to me in real life, flesh and blood, and how I'd feel afterwards about myself, or how he would feel about me. . . . . But believe it or not this is not my biggest issue here. Let's get down to the real reason why we're all here today dissecting my sex life cause lord knows I can't do it myself. Not with this. . . So, people of the internet.
How do you react when the man you recently got into a domestic relationship with, who you are incredibly attracted to, and who I LOVE having sex with and could see myself getting attached to and growing with... How... How do you react when he tells you, (indirectly) but direct enough, that he wants you to.. well... Poop......... in his......... mouth?

Ohhhhhhhh I can imagine the shit storm for posting this on the internet.
Any guys out there who are completely normal, attractive dudes that just want to eat their girlfriends chocolate booty drops or is he just crazy? Don't people usually wait for like..... forever before bringing this up? I'm sure he mentioned it cause I asked, I'm certain he isn't trying to do this like... tomorrow, but still.
I honestly don't know how to react with such a proposition? How do you top that after? What is he gonna ask next? Should I be concerned? Did this ever happen to you? Was it a deal breaker?
What?
or even better, why?? Help?

Boyfriend is kinky and I love it... but this is almost criminal.


Several months back, Daddy (/u/mirage72) sprung an orgasm denial experiment on me. We had discussed it for some time, but when he decided to do it, I was very upset... but excited. I lasted a week before he let me cum freely, but wrote a bit about the experience the first two days. We are getting married in November and I will be denied orgasms the entire month before; I will be logging my thoughts then as well.

**Day One, January 3**

It had already been a couple of days since my last orgasm, so that morning my pussy was slick and aching to be filled with his cock and release a load of tension onto it. His mouth on my breasts sent shivers of delight straight down my belly, growing the need ever larger. I was dizzy by the time his hand moved between the crest of my labia, deft fingers working me up. Each gentle press against my sensitive skin sent tiny shocks of pleasure radiating through my body.

“I think we should play a little game, bb,” he whispered into my ear, fingers moving me closer and closer to that release I craved so badly.

A moment passed as I enjoyed the waves until I finally replied, “That would be fun,” breathing shallow and loudly. I wiggled against his body, my hips rolling, my skin against his, every nerve ending on fire. Even his chest hair was sending me into a frenzy. The scent of his body was overwhelming. I was truly putty in his magnificent, cruel hands.

He pitched his idea for what he considered a game, and what I realized was not going to be a game at all, but perhaps my very own personal hell, “I think that bb should not be allowed to come for a while. A month? Maybe until Valentine’s Day? I haven’t decided yet.” I was completely on edge by now. My impending orgasm was already beginning to peak, my body seizing with panic at the thought of denial. There it was, then: he was going to train me further. He didn’t have to explain himself; I knew exactly what his end game was. Without allowing me to decide if I wanted to begin or not, he was going to start the orgasm denial training we had discussed briefly over the course of our nearly 10 months together. And I wasn’t fucking ready. I am, however, his submissive. His baby girl, his bb. By nature of this arrangement he is the one who makes these types of decisions, without my input or agreement or even knowledge.

But godfuckingdammitchrist, did he have to spring it on me THEN!? I whimpered into his ear as he continued, his voice so dark and sexual and delicious, like honey whiskey, “No matter what, you will not be allowed to come until I decide you can - for at least a month. You will be used for my pleasure, your body taught again that it is mine to take.” And like honey whiskey, the more of his voice I drank in, the more intoxicated I became. My body responded even more, skin tingling, mouth watering, nearly in tears with the impending frustration of not being able to release. Panic and desire mixed inside my chest, tumbling out of my mouth in short bursts of gasping and tiny moans as I hung onto his every word.. “I am going to work very hard to push this limit, and make this extremely difficult for you. You will masturbate every day for ten minutes. I will use your body regularly. Not once will you be allowed to come, and if you do: the punishments will be severe. Each time you disobey, the punishments will increase in severity.”

I was terrified. Paralyzed with conflicting needs: to release, and to please him. I was not okay with this, yet I also was. His word is my religion, and while I struggle with the desire to maintain my autonomy, I also love every moment of my submission. I trust him completely to take the lead; that is the nature of our agreement. But I masturbate… a lot. The night we met last March I had masturbated and come three times before I reached out in desperation for a cock to fill my void. It took four months of regular sex before I came on his cock without clitoral stimulation, something I had never done before with any other partner. He absolutely broke my body until it was his, with my permission and whole desire, and now he wanted to take it even farther. Despite knowing deep down I would benefit, it scared me deeply to think I’d have to go not days, but weeks without coming on his cock, or by my hand, or at all, period, nada, fin. Zero orgasms. What. the actual. fuck.

All the while he talked, he brought me to the edge and back. Pulling his fingers away at precisely the moment I was going to tumble into the blissful ocean of release. Not once, but four times. I hadn’t been so desperate to come in months. In fact, I hadn’t felt such desperation period since that first day we met.

Agonizing minutes later he fucked me, reminding me that I was not to come, but instructing me to clench myself around his cock, to milk him as he pounded me. My cunt ached and drooled for him. I wanted HIS cum now, I wanted only to please him, to feel him explode inside of me and seed me deeply.

He didn’t.

He denied me his that day, too. And it pissed me off.

So what is a very frustrated, pissed off bb to do? Obviously, I broke the rules I had barely agreed to only moments before. Or did I agree? Was I supposed to agree? Did it matter? I didn’t care. I reached down between my legs and felt how wet I was. It was ridiculous. How was I supposed to go through the rest of the day like that? I gently pressed my fingers between my lips, sliding them cautiously up and down. Maybe I can just … not finish, I thought to myself. Hilariously, because the more I touched myself the less I cared about his punishment, and faster than I could think of a cuckquean fantasy I was peaking and came, hot and wild and dark.

Immediately, my face flushed, and not from the orgasm. I had to tell him.

**Day Two, January 4**

The whole day before I felt guilty but I pushed it aside. I was still achingly horny, perhaps because I held back a bit mentally and didn’t cum as hard as I could. A punishment for myself, as it were, for breaking his rules not ten minutes after he set them. I felt justified in my disobedience, though: how DARE he choose for me? I may have consented to be his submissive … and maybe I already said I wanted this … but without warning?

But I didn’t have time to think these things until later in the day. The first thoughts in my head were, “I am being fucked,” because I woke up with his cock inside of me. He fucked me and came inside of me and we went back to sleep for a couple of hours. When I woke up again I let his cum leak out into the toilet and pondered masturbating again, but I knew better. He would know. He probably already knew about yesterday.

All day I kept it quiet. Vaguely complained about being horny. My pussy did ache, because I was used to having multiple orgasms during sex, and masturbating each time afterward. I was spoiled, sure, but in a serious orgasm debt already. But I knew I wanted to see if I could do it. It was starting to become an almost romantic idea in my head, being able to go weeks without an orgasm. It reminded me of backpacking, of going so many days without the luxuries of civilization we take for granted. How fucking wonderful that first ride in the car was after days on the trail, walking the entirety of 40-plus miles at a snail’s pace, carrying everything on my back. I felt like I was going a thousand miles an hour, light as a feather without my pack on, and that seat was the most comfortable thing I’d sat on in days. I knew my first orgasm after a month would be just like that first car ride: spectacular, mind-boggling, and … fast.

Logically, yes, I knew these things, but it still pissed me off to be denied my most basic of what I considered need. I had a terrible attitude about the situation despite knowing he called the shots here, and I agreed to it long ago when he collared me officially.

When I admitted to masturbating he was disappointed of course. He said he would have let one slide if I had asked, but now I would have to be punished for my lying AND my disobedience. We would “discuss the issue” tomorrow. What would my punishment be - a lengthened training “sentence” perhaps, on top of whatever other immediate punishment he would dish out? He would have to think about it and see.

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Let me know if you guys will be interested in hearing how the next attempt goes! I am more prepared for it mentally this time and looking forward to having my pleasure completely in his hands, instead of taking it all for myself.

Recounting our first attempt with orgasm denial


I'm a 20 year old guy.

Unfortunately I was plagued with some fetishes I'm not too fond of. Diapers and dresses. I LOVE the humiliation that comes from it.

I think I might be addicted to jacking off. I do it solely to fantasies of humiliation. I was watching these lesbians and I couldn't get off of it...because there was no humiliation involved. I feel so warped and damaged. Is true honest sex better than fetishes? Are these fetishes going to be with me forever? Why won't they leave me alone. Why did I become like this? I don't want to be like this. I don't care if there are thousands of people like me on fetlife, I don't care. This is my life and I don't want this shit in my life. I want to grow up and move on. Find a beautiful wife that loves me and doesn't have to deal with my fetishes.

It has caused me a lot of pain in life. I don't like feeling like this. Yet it is like drugs, I keep going back to it again and again. I just can't quit. I want it so bad and I want it so bad out of my life. I love it and I hate it. A paradox.

No woman is going to be too fond of their husband masturbating in diapers and dresses. Oh yeah, I sure bet SOMEONE out there will accept my fetishes. So what..am I supposed to LOOK for a specific woman who accepts my vices? But even I don't accept them. And what about kids one day? I don't know, I just really don't want this shit in my life.

Diapers are the worst. So addicting. So taboo and disgusting. I hate them the most.

My therapist said I might feel better if I stopped. Sort of like quitting cigarettes. So I did.

I stopped for two weeks without masturbating. A full two weeks, then went right back to it.

You know what I did? I got rid of all my diapers. Threw them all away. All my dresses too.

But eventually I couldn't stand it. I really didn't want to go back to diapers, so I went back to women's clothing.

So here I am masturbating only to sissification and women's underwear. I feel better now that the diapers are gone. But I still crave and desire diapers. Ex cigarette smokers still crave cigarettes. Is this like that? I still crave it...but I don't want to go back to it...

You know my family knows of my fetishes...That is the worst part but they never talk about it. My mom thinks I quit already...yeah I wish.

Then I broke I guess...

I went on Ebay and bought the most frilliest sissy dress imaginable. It was PVC and latex. Absolutely beautiful. Only problem is that the bottom is a diaper. PVC diaper. So in a way I broke. I went three months without diapers and here I technically bought a diaper.

The dress was $161...what the fuck am I doing with my life. I don't know. Last night I had a dream of the dress...so I felt like it was destiny. I NEEDED this ultimate sissy diaper dress...I NEED to feel the ultimate in humiliation. I want to try it out and LOVE it...then QUIT a month later. Put that dress in a chest and forget about. Then one day when I get married I will say "Look honey, I used to masturbate in this dress but those sad pathetic days are OVER! I have grown and become a wonderful man who loves you and doesn't wear diapers and doesn't have this in our lives...yet honey...I still crave it...but for you...I won't go back to it." How fucked up is that idea?

I feel so fucking gone already. Like what the fuck is this kind of life? All those fucking diaper cartoons I rubbed myself to. It's disgusting. I feel warped. I'm scared that my fantasies of being humiliated will get in the way of loving my future wife. I'm terrified of that. Do I have to go to sex therapy or something?

I'm crying. I feel so stupid that this is my life. I can't believe I'm dealing with this bullshit. This is fucking ridiculous and sad. I feel so much shame and hatred against myself. I can't believe this of all things has happened to my life.

Okay, thanks for reading. I just needed to vent. Any advice or wisdom would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.

I just really want to talk and let it all out.


I have heard honey and sugar work but I want to make my girlfriend drool buckets. Anyone have tips on foods spices or techniques to make her drool for me? If your technique works I'll post pics of her for you guys.

Insight:not only is it humiliating but I love having her so helpless she can't even control her spit. At that moment she really feels that I have all control over her body.

How to increase drooling in a wiffle ball gag?


You: m

Stranger: f

Stranger: sub

You: hi there

You: 32 m dom

Stranger: I'm 19

You: whats your name whore?

Stranger: Nora

You: lovely name....ok Nora you lil slutty cumbucket. What are you in the mood for today?

Stranger: I'm kinda into roleplaying...

You: any specific roles?

Stranger: Uhm no, we can do something you like, or I come up with something - I don't mind

You: well ok...time for you to get on your knees Nora Master doesnt like you standing up and looking him in the eye. Its disrespectful

Stranger: Y-yes master.. I'm sorry... *I quickly drop down on my knees and look down on the floor*

You: Thats a good little princess..your daddy would be so proud. That convent school education being put to good use

You: Now Nora you dirty little cum rag...time for you to impress Master with your newly acquired skills

Stranger: Yes master... What first?

You: Crawl to the corner o the room and fetch me your piss bowl. No hands. I want all fours on the floor at all times - like a good little pet. Use your teeth to fetch.

Stranger: *I crawl over and fetch it - it takes some tries until I finally get a 'grip' on it. I then carry it over to you, keeping it in my mouth.*

You: thats lovely...i love the way you look up into masters eyes with that doggie dinner bowl look.
Stranger: *I look down, blushing ashamed*

You: Set your piss bowl own Nora. I want you to squat over it. Squat low - I dont care if the sides cut into your thighs. I dont want you messing up my carpet

Stranger: *I set it down and squat over it, the sides slightly touching me.*

You: *i push your head down with my palm so that you are squatting lower*

You: lower honey...make a mess and i will make you clean the carpet with your bush

Stranger: *I whimmer slightly as the sides cut into my thighs and you keep pushing*

You: *I plug a hose into the tap and turn on the tap* open your mouth princess

Stranger: *I look up and open my mouth*

You: don't go yet. hold it in

You: *i stuff the hose into your mouth* keep it there and drink up. i want you to gush, not trickle on my command - plus water is good for your health.

Stranger: *I just nod shortly*

You: * i savour the tears as they well up in your eyes. i wonder what daddy would say if he could see his little princess being defiled in this manner*

Stranger: *I try to keep drinking, but slowly can't keep up anymore and some of the water drips down out of my mouth*

You: dont make a mess young lady. *i slap you hard across the face. then stuff the pipe back in place* the water pressure is gentle enough for you to gulp it down. dont make me turn it up. then you really will be in trouble.

Stranger: *I nod quickly, going on with swallowing quickly*

You: i knew you had a natural talent for swallowing. thats much better you litttle cumbucket

Stranger: *The look in my eyes gets more desperate as the water keeps flowing into me*

You: thats right i want you right at the point where you pussy is about to explode. *my left hand slides down to your pussy. you still have your silky panties on. i rub your pussy on the outside* dont go yet. hold it in. if you dont learn to be disciplined now, you never will

Stranger: I need slowly and keep swallowing up the water

You: *i rub your cunt through the fabric. the water is still gushing into your mouth. i love how tense and on the edge you look*

Stranger: *I feel like I'm going to burst open and again can't keep up with the water, it starts flowing out my mouth slowly*

You: i bask in the mixture of water and tears gushing out of your whore mouth! my cock hardens in my jeans. but its not time for that yet. *ok you whore. time for you to go. *i stuff the pipe deeper into your throat*...go through your panties dont slip them to the side.

Stranger: *I just start peeing, not really caring about my panties, a hot stream of piss gushing out of my pussy*
You: thats a good tame little bitch. i enjoy the warm piss pouring out of you onto my hands as i look deeply into your eyes.

Stranger: *I look back at you, the desperation fading from my look now that I can let go. The stream keeps up and I keep swallowing more and more water*

You: *i rip your panties off midstream* i pull the hose out of your mouth and stuff your piss soaked panties in your open mouth. hold it there. i want you to taste the mess youve made you little cum rag

Stranger: *I obey and keep it in my mouth, the stream of piss still not dying down though*

You: such a pretty picture. You just made my day Nora

You: (ha .that was fun. How did you like it?)

Stranger: (I loved it ;) you?)

You: you were awesome :)

Stranger: Yay :p

You: you are good at painting pictures with words. very sexy pictures

You: :)

Fun on omegle!


First time poster here, but I'm facing a potentially tricky situation.

My girlfriend (let's call her Mary) and I have been together for about 7 years now. We have a house, pets and a car together. It's about as serious as it gets before marriage, but we're not married or engaged yet.

Things have been difficult in the last few months. Her father is going through a messy break-up with his wife as *she* cheated on him. Being local, we've been providing a lot of support for him but it's been tricky on Mary: he's been very demanding.

That's taken its toll on us too. Since before Christmas she's felt "distant" - with lots of work commitments, meetings, going out and seeing her friends a lot and leaving me on my own. I've tried to be accommodating but we've had a couple of fights about her not being around and putting any time into *us* like we did before.

She's taken to switching off her phone Whatsapp if I walk into the room. Our lounge arrangement means I can see where she sits on the sofa as I come down the stairs, I wasn't *watching* but could see she was on Whatsapp and as I came into the room she instantly flicked off it. This has happened a few times.

This culminated with last weekend, in which she said she didn't know how she felt about the relationship any more. We didn't *break up*, but she said she wanted to think about it. Again I've tried to be accommodating with this - I want to make it work - and we've tried to talk through some of the reasons she feels it's not working like it should (She doesn't like that I've been quite money conscious lately... but I lost my job in November and have been trying to economise until I get paid by my new one at the end of January).

While all this is going on, we both agreed to try and just get on - we both have jobs etc. to think about too.

We haven't had sex or any kind of physical intimacy since around October.

She's away this weekend with a girl friend of hers (that's what she told me, at least - but I haven't actually seen a picture of them together there).

I wouldn't think much of that on its own, until today:

I've been clearing up the house, throwing away some old delivery boxes from our room bins. As I was breaking down one box I came across an order form. I was vaguely curious so opened it - not expecting much.

She ordered a set of thigh-high stockings and a high waisted suspender belt on the 2nd January from LoveHoney (a UK sex shop... sells underwear, sex toys, all sorts).

*I* haven't seen her wearing these, but they're pretty racy as underwear goes. Not the kind of thing you'd wear to work.

As I said, we haven't had any physical intimacy since October. I don't know why she'd be buying something quite like that when she normally wears tights or more "functional" underwear.

I don't know what to think... or what to do.

Of course she's allowed to wear sexy underwear if she wants, but in light of *everything* I'm suspicious and my mind has gone straight away to wondering why she'd need something like this in light of everything above.

I know if I ask her about it, it'll become a confrontation. But in light of her being away from the house more often, switching off her Whatsapp, not being interested in me... it *all* makes me feel like there's someone else / she's not being straight with me.

How would you address this? I feel like I can't trust her.

TLDR: Partner hasn't been intimate with me in a few months... bought sexy underwear... I feel like I can't trust her. What do?

My (38m) girlfriend (32f) might be cheating on me, how to proceed?


previous post:

https://www.reddit.com/r/relationship_advice/comments/y19z5w/how_do_you_become_more_comfortable_with_being/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=

YEAH IT WENT REALLY WELL HE LIKED WHAT I WAS WEARING IM SO HAPPY. I woke up early it’s 6am and he’s lying next to me rn. Thank you all for the kind advice

links to what i wore:

https://www.asos.com/prd/201152117?acquisitionsource=pasteboard

https://www.lovehoney.co.uk/lingerie/plus-size-lingerie/bodystockings/p/lovehoney-plus-size-dark-secret-lace-suspender-bodystocking/a40623g74166.html

https://www.googleadservices.com/pagead/aclk?sa=L&ai=DChcSEwiThIvmv-H6AhWQ3-0KHfPlAywYABAIGgJkZw&ae=2&ohost=www.google.co.uk&cid=CAASJORoOJCBWy9q-DKe9LWc6o4TGi8OEwPyZlv35UMovuhjparfcQ&sig=AOD64_0RBX5B4gjlJMzt_zZ4y440wIWH0A&ctype=5&q=&ved=2ahUKEwjLxITmv-H6AhWXSMAKHXBwB7EQwg8oAHoECAcQHQ&adurl=

btw i’m 5’10, 5’11 on a good day so the skirt was short on me

update from post 3 days ago


I don't feel like I'm being met halfway

So as me and my partner wait for couples therapy (very much needed as you will probably see in past post)
We've talked, very heated too. About what the problems are. And while I was trying to explain what my problems are he drops a bomb on me

The night before I met I was SA'd and I didn't tell him. I was ashamed and I had repressed the memory for a long time.
(Before anyone asks why I didn't tell anyone, I've had skmthjng happen before and the telling police was just as traumatic)
Long story short he found out, but he didn't believe it was assault. As I did sleep with the person months prior. I had been plied with alcohol, my drink topped up and I didn't notice just how much was being poured and how often. I was unconscious, said no whilebin and out of consciousness. I still don't remember everything and i don't want to.

When my oh found out I tried to hide it, and we almost split up. I didn't want him to see me as broken and no good.
After finding out that somthing happened (and I had not consented) his attitude towards me completely changed, he pulled away and rejected almost all intimacy sexual and non sexual. Which has worsened over the years.
I had a major family loss and he withdrew from me more and I recieved little to no support through the grieving process. I made friends, one male that was with someone and I spent a good bit of time with him, talking, playing games and at one point I was helping him ready his home for him and his partners baby.
Nothing ever happened, there were no feeling beyond friendship. But my partner had a problem with this, and eventually I distanced myself and was back to the lonely existence of before.

When we had arguments further on he's brought this up saying he doesn't believe me about the first issue, and I've broken down and admitted bits here and there about the fact I had slept with this person prior to he assault. And that I had stayed friends until this event. And leading up to it voicing I'm not interested and I was just a friend.

My other half has also voiced he thinks that it was a big red flag that I was close friends with this second person. Which I've said many times nothing ever happened. We were friends. The other person was in a committed relationship, and all we found in each
 other was friendship.
After the huge arguments my partner has said he believes me, trusts me etc.
And he now knows everything from that night I was SA'd

Then the other night said he thinks there is a 65% chance I've cheated, and I'm lying about the sa.
I didn't break down like previously but I was obviously upset and crying, having to talk him through each moment of that night.

He apparently trusts me now and believes me. But he said this last time. When I mentioned this he said that before I was over emotional and he could t trust me, I could have said anything to not lose him.

It's at a point now that if I'm out longer than I say he gets upset, if I meet someone in town by chance he believes I've arranged it, and if I get a message from an old male friend, sometimes even a female, he will go off asking why I'm speaking tk them. Take into consideration they messaged first and I HAVEN'T replied, nor do I plan to.

Now for the issue I'm posting about.
We said we would try and improve. I have 0 libido or desire currently (due tk no intimacy from him, no hugs, no kisses or any touching, sexually or non sexually), so I thought i would buy the lovehoney/womaniser advent calender. I thought it would be a fun little thing for us to do, open up a door and have fun with which ever item was in there.
I showed him and he instantly said

"All of that is for you, there's nothing for me there. It's selfish. You say it's for us but it's just for your benefit. Don't be bothering opening and using it with me. Just leave me out of it"

I will also add, he HATES toys, believes they stretch you out, and numb you to non toy sensations. I've bought things in the past to help, he gets his rocks off with zero action for me. I felt like a pump and dump disposal unit.
If the d*ldo LOOKS too big its a no. Same with any rabbit vibes.  And the ones he approves. He just holds and expects me to do all the work while I'm going down.
Which ends in his satisfaction and me still wanting.

I don't think I'm looking for specific advice tbh. I just need to get it all down.
I honestly don't know if m being stupid and a bad gf or if he's completely gaslighting me!
After the argument and I had to go through what happened with the sa I just lost all fight. Nothing of what I said was solved or spoken about after.

If you made it this far you deserve a medal 🏅

Tldr-my life's a shit show and I don't know if I'm being a douche or if I'm being manipulated

is couples counselling even gonna help this mess?


Hi , please recommend me some sex games to spice things up in the bedroom with my husband, knowing that we’re not interested in games with threesome,porn,public sex cards ..
We want something that mainly focuses on sex or foreplay activites only(preferrably, kinki)

And what do u think of lovehoney games, any suggestions?

Adults Games Suggestions


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Male Sex Toys | Femal Sex Toys | Lovehoney | Sexual Doll using system


I'm based in the UK but I guess it's also possible for me to buy abroad.

At the end of the month my SO and I are going away for a night in a hotel to celebrate 3 years together. I want to wear some nice lingerie.

But I can't find anywhere that does my size. OK, OK, I am overweight (very) at a UK size 24 (US size 20), mainly on account of my hips, my bust is more a 20, but I still want to wear something pretty!

I've been on Lovehoney but the only stuff they do in that size it very tight fitting. Sorry, it might look good on the plus size ladies who have beautiful smooth curves despite being "plus", but it certainly won't look good on me.

Where do you go?

Plus size ladies, where do you buy lingerie?


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Why is it considered offensive/ patronizing to call woman dear, sweetie, honey, doll, and love?


Specifically someone you're not in a relationship with. Is it something you hate, don't mind or love OR it depends on the person delivering them?

What are your thoughts on being called endearing terms by guys like love, honey, babe, boo, dear, etc.?


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How do you feel when you get called names like honey, darling, sugar, love, sweety by people not close to you?


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How do you feel when you get called names like : honey love, darling, sweetie by strangers.


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Ok so I know you don’t like to be called sweetie, honey, love and shit like that. But what are your opinions on being called homie, bruh, cuz, G, mmmyyyyy n[redacted]?


Do bears really love honey? Is it smart to leave some honey for them ( if they visit your yard pretty often) and why?


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Would you be mad if your SO who lives 1600 miles away, in another country, who has visited you 4 times since March, told you ahead of time, Hey Honey, I love you very much, I going to Hooters tonight for wings, cause its walking distance from the casino I going to drink alcohol at.


I always have multiple types of vinegar (balsamic, rice, malt, apple cider, and usually something fancy), some sort of sweet hot mustard, hot sauce (aardvark and cholula but I need to pick up a bottle of sriracha), horseradish, olive oil mayo. And then honey, Apple butter, and jam on the sweet side of things.

Also banana peppers and Mama Lil's spicy peppers and do those count as "condiments" or "garnishes" I don't know.

I am lacking in dijon mustard and pickle relish at the moment.

I fucking love condiments.

edit: I have 15 minutes till lunch and I'm starving so I'm going to UPVOTE ALL OF YOU BECAUSE FUCK YEAH CONDIMENTS

Askwomen, let's talk about the important things in life. Which condiments do you ALWAYS have in your fridge/pantry?


For me, personally, I LOVE Vegemite and Honey on toast together.
You also can't go past a glass of Chilled Moscato with a Cheese toastie. The more types of cheese used THE BETTER.
Or or or I use to love getting sandwich deli chicken (shaved preferably) and smother it in BBQ sauce and eat it like that.

Ladies, what's your favourite (potentially weird) food and/or drink pairing?


Ok, story is long but I will try to keep it short.

We met when I had just moved to a new city, and she was on holiday in said city for 2 months, one month had already elapsed.

We met and immediately hit it off, she was a shy girl, very smart(about to start a Phd), beautiful, exactly what I've been looking for. After about 10 days she organized a movie night with me and some more friends, she was sitting next to me the entire time with her feet under my legs. Everyone left and we decided to watch another film together, we snuggled on the couch and just enjoyed the film, then I went for a kiss and we made out for a while before sleeping. Ever since that day I basically moved in, I liked her apartment and I figured when she left I'd get to keep it(discussed with landlord, etc) But crazy stuff with her friend got us kicked out, her friend ditched her and I had to rent another place for myself, and for her remaining weeks, she had little money at this point, but her parents would have helped if she really needed it. We lived together for almost a month, spent 24/7 together, went out and hung out with other people, so it wasn't just ALWAYS us. We discussed the possibility of me moving to her country after sorting out a job there, and I actually quit the job I had(the job I moved to the city for) to spend more time with her. She encouraged me(she knew I had other ways of paying bills, namely freelancing, and it works) and she also mentioned moving to her country very early into the relationship. I was ok with this, I wanted to move to that country regardless of her, and the initial plan was to actually work in that city for a year and then move to her country, so all was ok.

She leaves, we skype, text, etc, I don't really talk that much when we were away as I'm a quiet guy, I'm used to not speaking that much, and I'm not used to someone wanting to hear what I have to say, I'm better in person.

I visit her abroad once, come back and move back with my parents because I figured I won't be here much longer as the job thing is actually working out.

I then visit her again, and I immediately notice something was wrong as she didn't seem excited to see me, I stayed for 10 days, she broke up on my last night there, I missed my flight back due to falling a sleep too late because of breakup sexytime, stayed for another 4 days with her, during this, we were still sleeping together like we used to, she still called me "honey", we talked, cried, I tried to get her to give it a shot as the relationship hardly even started, I figured we would have time to have a normally paced relationship after I moved, but she didn't seem receptive, she said her ex hurt her and she wasn't in a position to start a relationship(she should have told me this shit before I sold everything I owned and moved 3000Km for her, maybe)

There was this episode with another girl on my trip back, but nothing actually happened besides sleeping on her couch(she wanted more, I really just wanted to sleep even though I may have made it seem like I also wanted more), but a common fried of ours knew about it, so I told her before he made up stories.

I sent some emails explaining why I acted like I did, getting so attached, etc, I've had a pretty depressing life and those times I spent with her were honestly some of the very few times I've been genuinely happy, she made me feel like no one ever did, and I tried my best to do the same for her, and it worked, but the distance killed it. I didn't want to "force" her to be on skype with me when I know her Phd is stressful and she wants to spend her free time with friends, etc, I didn't want to be clingy, I guess I gave her too much space.

She contacted me the other day and asked how I was, I said I couldn't concentrate on work, and that I wasn't so good, she said she also can't concentrate, and that just thinking of me/us brought tears to her eyes because she felt gilt, and sadness, and anger at herself for feeling it, and said my email didn't help. She asked if I've been going out, I said most of my friends don't really do anything and just play video games(small town, nothing much to do, in contrast to the bigger city I lived for a while) She then asks me if my "Ukrainian friend"(girl she met when she visited my home town) also just played video games, I'm not sure why she brought her up, but anyway, I have in fact been spending some time with her.

She then asks me when I'll be moving, which is in less than 2 weeks, and she says she wants to visit me.

I honestly love her and I'd do almost anything to be with her, I've told her how I feel, and I don't want to lose her, I know I'm good for her and she's good for me, but I hate that she didn't even give it a chance.

She broke up on the 8th of March, so it's going to be almost a month very soon, and I still cry almost daily, she was my main motivation to do what I was doing, and now I don't even want it that badly anymore, I have a contract waiting for me, but I don't really care.

I think I have to focus on her fears, and get her to overcome them, or help her overcome them. Any tips?

Help understanding why my ex broke it off


I've read a lot of comments on reddit from women saying they love it when guys have a nerdy passion for something, and geek out and get all excited about it. So I get that.

It seems like a big assumption is that the person saying that at least knows a little about the terms being thrown around.

I work on high speed printed circuit board design and coding FPGAs. It's not like I'm a lawyer and I can come home and talk about a lawsuit between some scummy rich dude and his landscaper. Or between a drug company and someone who contracted a rare disease. It's not like I'm an architect and I can talk about buildings. Or a professor who can talk about his colleagues and students or research in biology. Electricity is literally invisible and  board design and FPGAs are highly technical. I love it to death and I try to keep it relateable but there's only so much I can say about what I do without it getting too jargon-y.

One time we finished a cool project at work, and one of the guys said "This is awesome, but it's not something you can really bring home with you. 'Honey, I got the PCI Express switch to train to gen 3 today!'"

Has anyone here had to deal with this as far as what you can bring home to your boyfriend/husband, or vice versa? What would your advice be?

How do you feel about a boyfriend/husband's career if it's something you're totally in the dark about?


I turned 23 in January. I feel like there are so many different parts of me and they're all conflicting with each other..and my friendships.

I graduated from a nice university last May (2013) but don't have a job in my field. It's better than no job but it's definitely not a dream situation by any means.

Most of my girl friends still love to go out non-stop. Every weekend. Sometimes even on week nights. I like to go out every now and then but would rather go out to dinner or go to a dive. I just don't feel like "dolling" myself up to get hit on by guys I'm not interested in. I had a fake ID at 17 and went out a decent amount from then til about 21. My boyfriend who is older (29) tells me I should go out and "be 23" (I think he worries that he's holding me back) but honestly I'd rather drink honey whiskey at home and order a pizza.

I still live at home and that kind of bums me out. Don't get me wrong my family is *amazing*. I have a pretty private space and I'm lucky in that regard. I just feel like I need some more independence. My boyfriend and I have been dating about a year now, and he plans on moving out of the apartment to buy a house soon. He's amazing and if things continue to go the way they're going I know we will live together one day. I just wonder if I should live alone/with a friend before that happens. I'm trying to save money by living at home, but I yearn for more independent experiences. (Damn you student loans)

Back to the friend thing..I sometimes feel like my friends will get annoyed that I don't want to go out as much as I used to. It's not even that I'm only ever with my boyfriend because I will offer different options over getting hammered at a club. I'll suggest dinners or wine nights in ect and it's just not really what they're looking to do.

I feel like 23 is such a weird age because I want to be an adult and be independent but it's just so tough.

Anyone have a similar experience to share?

Do any other women feel like early-mid 20's is a hard/confusing time?


Shit.  I love tea.  Well I think I do.  I started drinking it more frequently about a year ago, and a few months ago I finally got a kettle and since then it's been a slow wallet kill all encompassing addiciton.  This shit is handy, much better than boiling water in the microwave or a pot and then dropping the tea bags in.  I'm still winging it, picking stuff up as I go along the way (I made the discovery a few months ago that it's better if I turn the fire off right as it starts to boil, THEN put the tea bags in).  I got tea for days, Darjeeling, Spiced Chai, some Lemon Green, a whole shit ton of Green infused shit that's non-caffeinated... it's good when I'm sick!  Earl Grey is dope as fuck.  I also have this honey vanilla stuff that is awesome.

Anyways what can I do to step my tea game up?  How can I get the most out of my tea, the best it can be, etc etc etc?  How do you like your tea?  What's your favorite?  Do you boil it in a pot like I used to?  You maybe should look into a kettle, they're like 9 bucks on amazon.  Did you know tea is a liquid which makes it different from a gas or solid?  Genghis Khan once married 9 different types of tea together, and now those teas can be seen from the international space station!  I clearly have no clue what I'm talking about, lets just talk about TEA!  LET ME INTO THIS SECRET SOCIETY YOU LADIES HAVE BEEN KEEPING ME OUT OF, WITH TEA PARTIES AND DOILIES AND ALL THAT FANCY STUFF!  TEA!

YO IM SICK OF DATING QUESTIONS CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT TEA FOR A MINUTE?


additionally:

1. how long have you been together

2. when did or has your relationship plateaued in the passionate/honey-moon sense

When couples generally start dating they have this honey moon phase of super duper lovey dovey ness. just curious when couples have plateaued. i love my SO. We've been together over 5 years now (not married) and have lived together a year now after 4 years of LDR. I'm not sure whether I'm indifferent and love him as a friend or if this is normal so I'm curious about other people's experiences. I've seen posts about couples who stopped feeling like couples and more like roommates- which is how i feel but not necessarily in a bad way, we're just comfortable the way i see it. at the same time im wondering whether this might be something to be concerned about.

ANYWAYS How would you describe your love for your SO after all the time youve been together??

Long term relationship women, how in love are you with the SO?