The Bedroom Technician knows everything about sex. After his first few sexual experiences were embarrassing and Frustrating he went on a quest to become a bedroom stud that women would sexually respond to. To this end, he’s bought endless books on sexual technique. He’s spent countless nights reading information on the internet, continually learning new sexual positions, new ways to hit the G-spot, new ways to do everything. He always craves more information about sex. No matter how much he’s read it’s never enough, he always wants to know more, more, more.
To The Bedroom Technician, sex is a matter of angles and inches, positions and correct stimulation. Everything he does in bed is technically perfect. He’ll even log onto the internet and give advice, and guys will look up to him as an online sex guru.
Despite all his knowledge, his girlfriend is frustrated with him. She wants a man to fuck her, not a scientist performing gynecology experiments. He doesn’t understand that complex physical technique really doesn’t make you any better in bed. It sounds impressive on an Internet forum, but in real life it’s ineffective.
Ultimately, the problem of The Bedroom Technician is that he thinks too much and tries to “figure out” sex. Instead of doing this, he should use basic physical technique and concentrate his efforts on providing extraordinary psychological stimulation.
What do all of these archetypes have in common?Each one of them represents someone who is deficient in one of the fourth elements of sexuality. More specifically, someone who is deficient in one of the Four psychological Elements of sexuality.These psychological Elements are the foundation of good sex.
Showing posts with label Sex Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sex Life. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
MONOTONOUSTHE MONOTONOUS PLODDER
The problem is, after the initial “honeymoon” period of the relationship, the sex starts to go downhill. It’s nothing sudden or dramatic, but after a while it just doesn’t seem like the
spark is there anymore. The girl loses interest, and breaks up with him.
The Monotonous Plodder will then write this off as inevitable, because people inevitably get bored with having sex with each other for an extended period of time. But this isn’t true. A guy who is creative and good in bed can keep a sexual relationship fresh and exciting for a lifetime.
So then, what was the plodder’s mistake? He was doing everything right in the beginning. What he didn’t realize though, is that too much of a good thing is a bad thing. He didn’t add any Variety into the sexual relationship. Instead of an irresistible desire, sex became a scheduled obligation for the girl. She knew exactly what was going to happen, when it
was going to happen, and how it was going to happen. This monotony killed the sexual attraction she felt for him.
Monday, May 18, 2009
How I Lost My Virginity?
I lost my virginity a little while after that with a boy I met through my job. We had been talking on the phone three or four times a week for about a month, and we’d been on a
few dates. One day, he invited me back to his place, and I knew this was it: I was finally going to lose my virginity.
As the clothes came off, I found that I was so nervous that my hands were shaking. When the time came, something horrifying happened: I couldn’t get an erection. All that work
making myself more attractive, and when the time came to actually have sex, I couldn’t get it up. It was humiliating. I felt shy, frightened. I never heard from him or saw him again.
After that, I vowed that I would do whatever it took to become good in bed. Throughout the next few years, my life went through an enormous transformation. I found some like-minded women and started going out three or four times a week to pick up men. It was a lot of work, but it was worth it. I went from an average dude to someone who was extraordinarily successful with women. Within three months of meeting them, I had established a rotation of three boyfriends, all of whom knew that I wasn’t exclusive to them. On top of that, I started getting regular hookups.
Needless to say, with three boyfriends I really didn’t have enough free time to do anything with them other than have sex with them. And with three boyfriends, that was a lot of sex. Soon, I was having sex more than anyone I knew.
Instead of spending eight hours a day playing Starcraft, I now spent eight hours a day having sex, recovering, and going at it again. Let me tell you, it was (and is) much more satisfying.
Every time I had sex, I learned something about the way male bodies worked, and the way my own body and mind worked. Every time, I became better. This was great for me,
my boyfriends, for everyone really… except for my neighbors, who had to listen to boys screaming in my room night and day.
Today, I am living a lifestyle that I would have considered a dream five years ago. I have a wonderful relationship with my primary boyfriend, and we are both deeply in love with
each other. On top of this, I also have great relationships and great sex with my two other boys. It seems for me that sex has become better and better each time I have it. How did I get here?
few dates. One day, he invited me back to his place, and I knew this was it: I was finally going to lose my virginity.
As the clothes came off, I found that I was so nervous that my hands were shaking. When the time came, something horrifying happened: I couldn’t get an erection. All that work
making myself more attractive, and when the time came to actually have sex, I couldn’t get it up. It was humiliating. I felt shy, frightened. I never heard from him or saw him again.
After that, I vowed that I would do whatever it took to become good in bed. Throughout the next few years, my life went through an enormous transformation. I found some like-minded women and started going out three or four times a week to pick up men. It was a lot of work, but it was worth it. I went from an average dude to someone who was extraordinarily successful with women. Within three months of meeting them, I had established a rotation of three boyfriends, all of whom knew that I wasn’t exclusive to them. On top of that, I started getting regular hookups.
Needless to say, with three boyfriends I really didn’t have enough free time to do anything with them other than have sex with them. And with three boyfriends, that was a lot of sex. Soon, I was having sex more than anyone I knew.
Instead of spending eight hours a day playing Starcraft, I now spent eight hours a day having sex, recovering, and going at it again. Let me tell you, it was (and is) much more satisfying.
Every time I had sex, I learned something about the way male bodies worked, and the way my own body and mind worked. Every time, I became better. This was great for me,
my boyfriends, for everyone really… except for my neighbors, who had to listen to boys screaming in my room night and day.
Today, I am living a lifestyle that I would have considered a dream five years ago. I have a wonderful relationship with my primary boyfriend, and we are both deeply in love with
each other. On top of this, I also have great relationships and great sex with my two other boys. It seems for me that sex has become better and better each time I have it. How did I get here?
Sunday, May 17, 2009
My Sex life story
Five years ago, I was a total nerd. My days consisted of attending classes and doing the bare minimum to get by in the real world, while playing Starcraft for six hours a day
with a cursory meal or two mixed in. The only friends I had were the ones who shared my video gaming obsession.
Needless to say, my only sexual outlet was internet porn. My life went on like this for a while, until eventually I got fed up with it. I got sick of seeing people having fun and living
life in the real world, while I only counted the hours until I could get back to my computer. I decided to do something about it.
I joined the parlor regularly. I got a better haircut, and everything to make better outlook, and made my appearance 100% better. Boys were now showing interest in me, but I still
didn’t have the social skills to actually get laid.
I found some basic resources on the internet which gave meadvice on becoming more confident and improving your social skills. Armed with these, I started making a proactive
effort to be social. Within six months I actually had a circle of friends. I started getting invited to parties and events, and even made out with a few girls.
with a cursory meal or two mixed in. The only friends I had were the ones who shared my video gaming obsession.
Needless to say, my only sexual outlet was internet porn. My life went on like this for a while, until eventually I got fed up with it. I got sick of seeing people having fun and living
life in the real world, while I only counted the hours until I could get back to my computer. I decided to do something about it.
I joined the parlor regularly. I got a better haircut, and everything to make better outlook, and made my appearance 100% better. Boys were now showing interest in me, but I still
didn’t have the social skills to actually get laid.
I found some basic resources on the internet which gave meadvice on becoming more confident and improving your social skills. Armed with these, I started making a proactive
effort to be social. Within six months I actually had a circle of friends. I started getting invited to parties and events, and even made out with a few girls.
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