Human beings enjoy having sex. In fact, in a study where people rated how happy they felt after undertaking a range of daily activities, sex was rated as the number one happiness inducing activity.
Society, misogyny, the media; all of these things persuade us to live our lives according to the accepted route that the generations before us conformed to. Yet if feminism teaches us that everyone should have the right to become exactly who they want to be, why do so many men blindly dismiss it?
It can be challenging to share vulnerability as you actually feel it. It might feel strange to tell your partner that you're feeling uncomfortable at that moment, or that you're feeling like stopping or pausing for a while. But it really is worth trying out.
What is psychological ED? Whilst erectile dysfunction can be caused by medical reasons, if you are able to get an erection in the morning, whilst sleeping or when masturbating, but have difficulty obtaining or sustaining an erection during sex, then the chances are there is a psychological cause.
Personally, after sex I like to hold an inquiry as to what went right, what went wrong and who is accountable. Then, I just like to be held. Ideally you'll put me in your hands and hold me above your head for ten to fifteen minutes whilst I nap.
Someone also stated that yes it was true she didn't give consent, but she didn't say no. Honestly, it's crazy that the fact she didn't explicitly give consent didn't just close the conversation of whether it was rape or not, it had to be debated. Even though she was clearly seen to be unresponsive.
The implication that I may not have a grasp of my own sexual orientation is insulting. It wasn't that long ago that women were denied sexual pleasure altogether, now I'm supposed to accept that my last 27 years have been a lie. No thanks, science.
Whether the actions of Miley Cyrus are harmful to women or not, in a world which simultaneously chastises and exploits female sexuality, it is unfair to blame the woman for being unable to appease both critics. We can, however, criticise a system which leads women to make decisions which may detrimental to the female gender as a whole.
Recently my ex-boyfriend wrote an article entitled "Why I don't go down on girls." Naturally my heart sank, a common experience for anyone who was once in a relationship with a writer from the Tab. One point to get out the way: the facts are simply not true...
I feel that we should all be free to do what we want, but I always feel like by the third date, foreplay should almost certainly be guaranteed, if not sex, by society's rules. I've always heard that date three is the right night to really ramp it up.
In June the government announced a £200million pound cut to the health budget. The cuts were apparently based on projected local authority underspends, so they were not supposed to affect frontline services...
Over the past couple of years, a combination of chronic pain, work-related stress, feeling miserable and all the associated medications have destroyed my libido. Obliterated it even, like sexual napalm.
Put simply, no emoji can simulate eye contact and no combination of brackets and punctuation can replace a subtle touch of the leg or a magnetic smile. In short, no app profile can match that spark when two people just click.
Owning your sexual power as a woman is one of the most fulfilling - and fun!! - things you can do! Forget about the act of actually having sex - I'm talking about feeling totally comfortable and proud of your sexiness because the female shape and female energy is sexy and infinitely creative!
Babies. The constant stream of news stories about when we're having them, why we're not and the technologies available that can help us obtain them, seems testament to how all consumed we are with the issue of fertility in 2015...
We'd barely begun the main when Cliffo asked me if my breasts were real. My assets are as authentic as a BOGOF Ming vase in a Bangkok night market. My silicone is not a secret. But it was somewhat disconcerting to be asked about my breasts by a man I'd never met before.