Question: The last time I was getting oral sex I lost my erection and now it happens often. Why does this happen and what can I do to stop it? This can be a very common experience. As rapidly as blood engorges your penis to make it erect, the blood can just as quickly drain away leaving you limp. In fact, many men also lose their erections during sexual intercourse.
Have you ever thought about why do humans have pubic hair? What is its purpose? It seems no one (at least under 30) is letting his or her bush sprout. Instead everyone is talking about what to do with their pubes. Should I shave them? Dye them? Trim them down to a runway strip? Experts aren’t exactly sure why we have pubic hair, but there are a few theories which seem to make a lot of sense.
It was a disturbing phone call. Usually cool, calm and collected, my friend was in tears and on the verge of losing it. “I just came from my OBGYN…I need to get my uterus removed. How is it going to affect my sexuality?” Good question and something she should be concerned about. A few days later my friend told me the entire story. She contracted HPV and ended up with high grade cervical cancer cells which, eventually, let to a hysterectomy.
Men think—from their porno-sex-ed and general socialization— pleasing a woman means: (1) a big penis; (2) lasting a long time during intercourse; (3) making her orgasm. These things are probably NOT what the average gal is looking for in the sexual experience. In fact, she’s probably craves something very different.
As I limped ‘blue balled’ to read a book in bed, I said to my husband in frustration, “You know if you were fixed, we could be having sex right now.” Equally as frustrated he replied, “What’s wrong with using a condom?” “I’m ovulating today and I don’t want to take any chances. The condom could break.”
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I turned to my husband and said, “Do you think he’s trolling for women at the Farmer’s Market?” In the banding together men do when it comes to all-things-trolling my husband stuck up for him, “There’s a lot of nice, wholesome—and good looking—women who work here. It’s a great place to meet someone.”
You can imagine my surprise when the camera showed the reporter whipping out his penis and urinating on the metal plate. I sat in immobile disbelief, staring at his penis, thinking, “There’s his penis. There’s his penis peeing, and it is on primetime British TV.”