I found this online and I want to try it out. The problem is that we never get really angry with eachother.
"What exactly is angry sex?" Essentially, it's having ravenous, unbridled sex when you and your partner are frustrated and enraged. While it may seem ridiculous, it is also very logical. Anger and sexual desire are strong, overpowering forces. They are both forms of passion. You can choose to stay bitter and fume with anger, or you can release these emotions in an explosion of skin and sweat. If you're ready for forceful, suffocatingly hot sex, continue reading.
With angry sex, there is a direct correlation between the level of your frustration and the intensity of your hook-up. The angrier you are, the more animalistic your sex will be. You just failed your Heat Transfer exam -- that will provide you the energy to tear off your partner's shirt, ripping seams and popping off buttons. Are you missing your family vacation to Florida because of a history midterm? Take your frustration out on your partner's neck. Who cares if you leave a few marks? Instead of complaining about your eight-hour shift driving drunken freshmen in the escort van, go at it so long that you will collapse from the exhausting pleasure and need a day of recovery before the two of you get in the saddle again.
There are two types of angry sex. The first, mentioned above involves releasing your own personal aggression by making the bed frame suffer. It's an overall satisfying experience that allows you to transform your negativity into something positive and stimulating. The initiation of this type of angry sex is up to you, since it's your issues that need to be "resolved."
The other form of angry sex is a result of both partners being upset with each other. In contrast to make-up sex after a fight, this is not sweet and gentle; it's rough and fanatical. The idea is to dominate over your partner in order to win both the argument and struggle for sexual control. To successfully initiate angry sex, you must be intuitive enough to know when your partner is genuinely upset or simply annoyed. Don't begin coming on to your partner if he or she is crying (yes, men cry).
The climax of the argument is when you make your move. Exert force and maybe even some playful violence. Even if your partner is in the middle of a sentence, pin them against a wall and kiss them with all of your passionate anger. Never let things calm down or give your partner a chance to catch his or her breath. Mercilessly tease them by slowly moving your mouth lower giving him a taste of your oral skills before coming back up. Your partner will gleefully suffer with anticipation. Prevent them from making any moves by holding their hands above their head while you straddle their body. Make them endure your heavy breathing in their ear and roaming hands. Their sexual energy will build and suddenly explode as they take control over you. It's your turn to be provoked by their stimulation. After fighting long enough in bed, finally give into the pleasure. Your stress will melt in the heat of your friction.
In seven days, I will be with him.
Seven days and I'll be done with school, not looking back and not missing him because I will be in his arms.
The desire to be next to him is so intense. It's an amazing feeling, this love. It's not just being in love, it's loving him. There are so many feelings: love, lust, friendship, respect, trust, compassion, desire...the list go on. Multi-dimentional. What I have always been looking for. It almost feels like a need because I am just so happy when he is around me. I am fine alone, but he adds to my happiness. That's how it should be. No one can really complete you, you have to feel good alone first.
What I've always though of, is now seeming to be true. It's not just about great sex, but great sex shows you something about your connection. In order to have it there has to be strong communication, respect and trust between the two of you. You have to be able to step out of the box and let yourself go with them. You have to want to please that person, and let them please you. No faking.
I've been able to let myself go with him. I feel so many different emotions being around him. Sex is hardcore, rough at times but then it can be passionate, romantic and slow. It's the kind of slow where you just look into eachother's eyes and feel connected, feel one - though that sounds cliche - that's just the way it is.
Talking on the phone is even intense. Though sometimes we just say how much we can't wait to sleep together we talk more about how much we miss eachother, how we are doing and what we want to do together when I'm back in the home state. He wants to take me to dinner, see movies, go hiking, go on vacations, help me pick out a car, talk to me, be close to me, etc.
I'm glad that I wanted to have sex with him, though the other day I was sleeping with him and while we were in the middle of it, I said that I wish I had let him fuck me during the summer because he is so good and I wouldn't have had to miss out on this if I had not waited until October to sleep with him. Though, the build up made everything amazing and it was good to know him as a person before taking him on as my lover, though now he calls himself my boyfriend. However, he is not a boy, he is a man. He's a good man friend.
The next time I see him will be December 21st. Then I am leaving again the next morning to go to see my family in another state for Christmas. I'm going to give him a christmas card, and inside I'm going to say:
I'll be back so soon that you won't even have time to miss me. Take care of my heart, I've left it here with you. Merry Christmas, I love you.
I'll give that card to him right before I leave. Right before I get on the bus and say goodbye. The next time I see him, it will be the 26th, only five days after, and only the second day of Christmas.
I've been thinking of New Years. I hope we can spend it together. I want to get a nice room and have dim lighting, a really hot outfit and plenty of water so that all we do is sleep, have sex and stay hydrated and talk of course. We always end up keeping it ballenced. We talk a bit more then we get physical but that's good.
I miss him. So much. It hurts at times thinking about it. So soon we will be together.
There we were in his car. He kissed me deeply and explored my body. We pushed the seats forward to have enough space. As soon as we got in the back, we started pulling each other's clothing off and kissing deeply and passionately. He touched me, I touched him and let him know that I just wanted him in me right away. He didn't go for it right away. First he licked me, had me lick him then have me get on top of him, still half dressed and ride him. I got so into it, feeling him deep inside me. He looked into my eyes, I looked into his as our hips moved together in the same motion together, like a dance everyone knows the moves too, though we were like two partners made for one another. It got so hot, I took off my short dress and bra and he licked my chest and touched me as he was inside me. I was going crazy. He told me he would never forget this moment, and looked at me telling me that he loved me. I said it back, feeling tears come on though I fought them back. It was so intense and so good. He got out his handcuffs, about to use them and put one cuff on me. That was all he could do, he didn't get the other one, we were just too passionate for hardcore screwing but it was really nice. He felt amazing and looking into his eyes I knew this was special and this is someone I really want to be with.
The last time we were together we had sex in his car. It was something out of some passionate romance novel. It was so hot but also very, very emotional. There was this song on the radio playing by Pearl Jam and we just looked into eachother's eyes and said we loved eachother and he said he would never forget this moment. He looked like he was going to cry and I knew I was getting close to that point. It was so weird. I really, really care about him and love him.
The other day he said "Just for the record, I want you in bed every day" but then he went on to explain that he does "L" me even though he doesn't say it. I responded "well you can't even say it in a text message!' to which, he responded: Love you, Love you Love you!!!! That made me laugh, but I was also happy. He has said it a lot in person since then. He was scared to love me and I think now he is not. Now, we may end up being together if all goes well and he knows how to get into this kind of situation and relationship without much complication.
No one compares to him. Everyone I could be with bores me. The kid in my history class who has a crush on me, my high school crush, my ex, the bounder I was hanging with for a bit, the drummer, etc...they just do not compare to him. Probably since they all only had a piece of what I was looking for and he has pretty much everything that I have been looking for.
Miss him soo much, but we will be together in 11 days. Thank God. This is so hard being away from him. I just saw him on Nov. 29th but still, that was 11 days ago and I have 11 more to go. Ah...
I've been dreaming of being with him again. I just want him more. I don't know how he truly feels about me. Sometimes I think he loves me but he could also be scared to love me because of what that intales. So, I told him that I won't be using the L word anymore. I'm also not going to tell him that I miss him, I don't want to scare him away.
Today he told me that he misses me. He said we can't get together today since he was going to New York but I think I will see him tomorrow. I know he wants to be with me again so that we can have amazing sex. I'll find out more as time goes on. If things don't change, I will leave him but I can't do that yet.
I think Mary Jane hated waiting for Spiderman. If she became a superhero she would have gone with him more. Why didn’t she become Spiderwoman?
Waiting and wondering, would he be ok? Would the last time she saw him be the only time she ever will again? It must be difficult for people when they never know. That’s life. Sometimes the last time you see someone, you don’t even think it will be the last time, though it is and there is nothing you can do about it. That’s why each time you say goodbye to someone it’s important to really end on a happy note.
Before you leave your boyfriend kiss him. Let him know how much you are going to miss him and care about him. Make sure he knows. Sometimes you don’t get a second chance. You never know.
Blissful, romantic, amazing, hot, passionate.
When he picked me up today I just wanted to kiss him right away but didn't. We took some time to make out at this spot near this stream. It was very romantic.
Then we went off to a room. It was very nice, very beautiful.
As soon as we got in, we got on the bed, kissed and went for it. It was amazing. He just knows what he's doing because he is a man. He said "I'm a good boyfriend arn't I?" He's never said he was my boyfriend before, until now. I felt really good. I wasn't sure what we really were until he said that. I used to just call him my lover.
Finally he has said it, so now I understand what he wants
We are in the "honeymoon phase" he is not bored. He loves being with me and says at times that he loves me.
Now he wants to know if we sleep together every day fora couple weeks if he will still have the same feeling, and desire to have me all of the time.
I think he wants to see if this is just a new feeling or if he really does care about me, and really does want to be with me in the long run and long hall.
I'm sure I want him. I am in love with him. However, I won't say it anymore like that to him. I'll be indifferent. He will have to keep chasing after me if he wants me. He could lose interest, and it won't hurt for him to think I could even though I know I couldnt. He is too amazing.
I hope we work out in the end, but at least now I know what he is thinking about and where he is coming from.
The End.
Winter is upon us. I'm looking at the sun right now hiding behind the curtain of white filling the entire sky. It's beautiful though. Some of the cloud curtain is starting to lift and there is pink coloring and some streaks of blue too. Trees are loosing leaves. Leaves are falling to the ground and though we have grounds keepers, most people have to do this work themselves on their days off. Hours and hours spent working on keeping up the yard. It must get exhausting.
This weekend was a blur. I'm almost close to graduating. I just want to be done. I got overpaid 8 hours now so I have to work 8 hours before I get any money again. It was cool to get paid in advance I guess.
Living for those moments that make you feel alive, not just in a state of existance. So few right now, though I am thankful for those few times. They are almost magical - for lack of a better term - fufulling though they leave you wanting more. That's life. Enjoying the present and being hopeful for future goodtimes and lessons.
I'm starting to wonder how much he really cares about me. We said the other day that we are in love, however...now he want's to wait a couple of weeks to see me because he thinks the build up will be more intense and he doesn't want me to pay for dinner and etc and he wants to save up a little before he takes me out again. I feel like I am not pleasing him enough, making him feel good enough. For me, I don't want to wait that long to see him but at the same time, I am not going to just tell him no way, we have to see eachother now. I don't want to make him feel obligated to see me. It has to be up to him too. I should not have told him that I miss him. When I said it, he said it back but soon after told me how he is not feeling well. I just wish I knew what his deal was. Maybe he is trying to push me away slowly...
