Can you talk about this without hurting someone?

Is the subject taboo?

And does anyone really know what to say ? 

(Not most of the time... but we at least are trying to be fair to everyone)!

Most important, one must understand the parts of a woman that should have more attention during lovemaking. Also the parts a man can study and observe, before, during, and after sex... (Even some parts not completely understood by any of us. This is not a medical journal or a sex manual, it is simply some information gathered from a few lifetimes spent dwelling on this subject). 

Not enough has been place on the Internet that is very sensitive to most women. Many things are hurtful as well. (For that matter the pictures used to the right all came from various pages placed for various reasons here on this big library in the sky)! Most of these pages had nothing on them about truly pleasing women, only what some men say that pleases them... Nobody else is going to say women do not receive much pleasure from any form of oral sex with any man... Although almost every man thinks eating pussy is just the most wonderful thing they can do to please a woman. (It is true some men can actually understand why a woman has trouble showing a great deal of love or respect for them... especially while she has his cock in her mouth). It is true many woman would rather not have to fool with some cold vibrating device rather than have the warm touch of an informed male member doing what is very natural and soothing to the right area at the right time! 

Even if this page, and the other one that goes into great detail may be considered wrong in ways... maybe if it corrects even one man in one woman's life anywhere it will be worth the trouble it has caused. I know if these words were available to me early in life I would have not done many of the things, or thought many of the thoughts that I did...  

When I was young I thought much differently about sex and the female! (Several of the others helping had some very strange viewpoints, we attempt to address all of them... although some are not very nice to the female mind).

I must remind you first that at this time I am old and no longer sexually active, but at the time some of this information was placed in print on the original journal I had various opinions that may seem somewhat ignorant to many... They are placed here to make the point clear that sex is a learning thing that has many different cycles or phases throughout life! Regardless of what part of your life you are in this information could have value if you plan to continue having sex!

At age 20 I thought women were mostly around to care for man! And not just the cooking and cleaning... I mean to care for all his needs, whatever they may be and wherever these men were at the moment those needs were required. (The secretary at work, the wife in the home... even the nurse at the local hospital or the waitress in the cafe). Inside the home this woman had extra duties in the bedroom... But they were not really as difficult as most other household duties at that time, other than the "cleaning" part. (I thought all they had to do was to have clean bedding and a clean body when it was time for sex... They spread their legs wide and gritted their teeth until it was over, then did more cleaning while the man got some much needed sleep).

I was a child at a time in America when women were treated badly. (It was after world war II, when all men returning needed to fill many of the jobs women had been doing to keep the nation going during that war). The men were in charge and wanted to remind the women of their "traditional place" in life. 

A time of TV shows like "FATHER KNOWS BEST" and "I LOVE LUCY"

I watched these shows with my sisters or mother... and learned many things! (I can only remember watching Gunsmoke with the men around me... That was a different world entirely, but the men decided everything and women were only there to make them feel comfortable). 

Although things were changing by the sixties, so was I... it was called puberty and I had a bit of a tough go during that part of my life. (They struck oil out behind the barn and we became wealthy almost overnight... right when I need some serious advise all the men in my life got very busy trying to figure out how to make more money). I had no brothers or close friends to talk with about anything. I also got the "rich kid" treatment and much resentment from others who may have otherwise been willing to help me through it. My viewpoint on the reasons for sex remained the same as when I watched all our farm animals do it during the fifties... It was strictly for the production of babies and just another chore or duty for the people who had reached the time in their life that they had to do it. Also the act must be done correctly to reach the numbers required to continue the farm and ranch into the future. (From the age of eleven to fifteen I watched my mother produce two more children in our family... They were my first brothers, but I thought more of them as my own children! Or maybe as additional help to offset all the new farm and ranch chores created from our new-found wealth). Throughout this time I never believed there was any fun or enjoyment involved with the actual act of sex and "making love" was something made up in Hollywood to sell Juicy Fruit gum or something. (Everyone I knew that had anything to do with coming, or making sperm for fun... was more evil than good when not around their parents and I worried about them)! Believe it or not I even prayed for them at times... and I often prayed my thing would get smaller again, and stay that way from then on!

Making babies was another word for sex. And "making come" was something the city kids did because they had nothing better to do with their time. All this nonsense was not a part of my life on the farm... I was too busy with chores and stuff! (It was also very wicked to squirt these seeds into my sock... or any girl that did not need a baby at that time in her life). 

My father was very strict and the only time sex was discussed was when I started high school. (It was when the word got out that a girl left her panties under the back seat of a bus... after we returned from a long band trip in the darkness). I already knew my cousin had been squirting in and all over the local "fun girls" for many years... I had even stood watch for them and had been offered sex from a few girls before this "panties" thing happened. I was somewhat surprised at the reaction of the adults involved when it happened in a school bus. At the time I thought the biggest fuss was that it happened with farm kids who were on the same bus as the "more advanced" city kids, while they did what they normally do all the time while growing up around that town. I actually thought my dad and others in the community would make sure the city kids were on a different bus from now on... instead the girls had their own bus, or were taken by car. 

Kids in the city had sex because they had no farm animals! They could not learn about sex the normal way from watching all the different animals reproduce... They actually had to learn from having sex with each other, regardless of how painful it was! I was so lucky to not need to actually do this extra chore, or be close to any girl that had to suffer through this process. (And I was very surprised when a few city girls ask me if I wanted to do anything so wicked as to place my dick inside of them "just for fun" and not to make a baby).

The first time I was offered sex was when I learned the "F" word. (And it taught me a very valuable lesson about using that word around someone who was an adult). I was young and did not know why my dick got hard sometimes in the morning. I was taking a break with others in a work crew while the concrete was setting up. (We had over two hours to kill after a hard morning hauling the blocks into the basement). The two boys I was with were busy taking turns screwing a local girl that had come to live with her grandparents in town during that summer... After the third round they both ask me if I could stand in as a relief cock while they recovered and went for cigarettes. I ask for more information and they used the "F" word several times in various ways, which was very confusing to me... Instead I offered to go get some cigarettes my dad had left at the worksite only a block away. (I was almost caught just as I was leaving and ask my grandfather what the "F" word meant... Mostly just to change the subject when he ask me why I was back in the basement before lunch was even ready)? Needless to say I did not have any control over things once my mom and her sister got done with that bar of soap in my mouth and returned me to the farm before noon. The memory of that day set me back about ten years! (And I never worked outside the farm again, until I left for college)! 

A few years later I was still very small... and still riding a pony instead of a real horse! (I was also getting very worried that my dick was going to get bigger than the one on the horse! I showed it to my girlfriend once and she was very afraid from that time on).

The year I entered high school I found out about my size too! (Now that I understand this better, it was not really that big... it was just on a very small body). I had began to ask questions about what to do with this dick when it got hard... if I did not want to produce a baby anyway! The hired hand was the most helpful, and he also said if a girl was not involved in this pumping it was OK to make it squirt. And it would help me grow up more if I did it often! (I had gone out for football and was the smallest one on the team). Also my family paid more taxes than anyone else and helped build that nice field we would play on... I was guaranteed a spot on the team, but it would help if I could grow into at least the smallest set of pads they had. I was also not able to stay after school like all the others on the team, who had no chores to do at home. I was taking a shower all alone and trying to squirt so I could grow faster... OK, it may sound ridicules, but I am actually being very truthful about my strange mindset at this time in my life! (And I was caught "red-handed" by the fattest boy on the team, who was at this time, already having sex with any girls who would let him). He told others I had the biggest dick in the school, and a few girls tried to find out if that was true shortly after. 

This maybe could have got me lots of sex... But when it would happen I always ask them why they wanted to have a baby before they even finished school? (This was normally followed by many tears and caused me to become somewhat of a councilor at a very young age)! A number of these girls also told me things very few boys knew about why they actually did have sex with any boys! In every single case it was simply due to the needs of the boys, and the most important duty of the girls. Not once was pleasure of the female body mentioned... only the pleasure they got from doing their duty to relieve or relax the boy. And every time it was also mentioned that once the girl completed her first act of actual intercourse with any boy... he could have it anytime, without any argument, until he moved on to another girl. (It was often said that the act was done at the beginning of any date or before the football game, sometimes done in a hurry while standing up, or quickly on the picnic table in the park... Normally with the squirt directed on her naked belly or back. This was followed by a bit of "milking" and the mess was always cleaned up by the girl. (Even when I talked with other girls later on about any sex they had in the late fifties or early sixties there was no mention of oral sex by either party... I think that happened more often after the word freedom began to be used by the females of all ages).

The "Hand-job" was also performed by many good girls! If they were a virgin, and their sex pardoner had already had sex with someone, this was the only other option to keep him from going elsewhere! (Mean spirited guys would often talk of getting "stink-finger" from touching a girl in the virgin area while she was jackin' on his rod but the girls said that was not what normally happened. They said a guy got it out and all they had to do was rub the end of it for a minute or two before it squirted, hopefully not on their clothes). Most of them spoke of it as not a big deal and necessary to be done quickly to relieve the boy so they could continue as normal. The actual act of intercourse was much more involved, but normally only took a minute once the right positions were reached and movement began. The girl placed all of her clothing far from her opening and ask that he did not place any seed inside her! She was never without several tissues to collect this squirting, either during this moment, or after he finished. Only one girl I ever talked to about this had even wanted her boyfriend to come inside of her at any time... but she was a senior and wanted to remain with him and have children! Most girls of this time period had very little concern about any enjoyment from sex, other than the feeling of doing what they could to give the boy what he required. It was known by many that a girl could enjoy proper fondling of her breast and if it was done right maybe the insertion of one finger in rapid movements inside of her vagina. (I was trained properly by my girlfriend in this task, but not until the age of sixteen... by then I had been around many who were regretting the act of intercourse and were resenting all boys who wanted it from them). My girlfriend was also embarrassed that her breasts were not larger and wanted no contact in that area. I felt lucky to be able to play with her down below and never requested we do anything else until I went to college... we broke up when she refused. (At this time we had been planning our life together for over ten years and had never seriously or sexually been involved with anyone else. We were both virgins and had very little true knowledge about many things on this subject). Fear was actually the reason she refused... at the time she was sure it would not fit, and even if it did somehow get all the way in this encounter would always be very painful to her. (Not long after that I found someone who had no problem with me being inside of her... at any time or place in any position). And I wasted no time driving this girl on a date two counties away to a school dance in my girlfriend's home town! To this day I have that wrote down as the stupidest thing I ever did...

Most women, when speaking from the heart, say most men have no proper training or experience in the feelings department. They are too rough, too fast... and too stupid to pay attention. The girl that trained me wanted my hand to become slippery by touching her close to the lower part of her vagina first... rubbing around her legs and lower lips as they began to swell. She would scoot up on my palm only when she was ready for more stimulation closer to her clitoris, normally after many minutes of rapid movements with my middle finger inside of her. I did not know she could reach a climax and only thought it caused her to be relieved of the tensions of the day. (She described it as the best way to collect her thoughts and have a happy memory of me until we could do it again). When I spoke of this to other girls they had no experience with such a feeling or thought and for many years I considered this girl to be very special. Most girls had only one thing in mind besides getting caught, and that was of getting pregnant, which was often the result in many cases. In the mid sixties about a third of the girls and over half of the boys were having sex in my high school. By the time Kent State, Woodstock, and the "Me-lie" incident happened almost everybody was "coming" together, one way or another!

After the pill the seventies were even better! And very few women were ever the same again. They also had free hippy love, mini-skirts, and more young men dying in Vietnam. This was a very strange time for anyone living in America... Even harder on someone who really did not understand women, and was always hard himself. Yes, I got my share of sex... maybe more than my share! Good thing AIDS was not around, it would have killed me!

I was in college, and a cocky son of a gun as well...

I could do no wrong, and nobody could tell me different! I was smart and college was easy... I had a nice tan and thought I was good looking with that hippy hair and all. I was in perfect physical condition and had an eight inch dick bigger around than any banana. And I tried to put it all the way into every girl I could find every date she was not at her fertile time of the month. (This I learned early, by getting the first one pregnant). I remember bragging once to a Vietnam Veteran classmate that I had not spent a dime on any girl without having sex with her first... as he had directed me!

The truth is normally far from what is said in public when only guys are around! (And I actually did not even know the size of my dick at that time... the banana term was just very common then). By the end of college my farm tan was gone and I was running out of local girls who did not know me! (The part about figuring out the fertile cycle of my date was true, and that was the only thing that caused a real problem with a few of them). Many girls during this time felt that they could only get pregnant if they enjoyed the act during the actual time of intercourse or if that thing pumped a great deal of seeds inside of them all in one month? Pulling out when I was coming or wearing a rubber was never discussed with any of these girls and yet I never contracted anything from any of them throughout my college years. At first I did not want sex that often either and normally only had one sexual girlfriend at a time! But after going without sex for so long compared to everyone I knew... And getting so much attention by so many girls about how this dick was so pleasing to them I was trying to make up for lost time before it was my turn to go die in Vietnam! I also did not know that any of these girls ever reached a climax, maybe some of the first ones did but I doubt it... (I knew nothing about foreplay and if they did it was not mentioned... I just spit in my hand if it did not go in easy). During this time I did have one girl who I dated that was a virgin! (At first I only ask her out when I needed a bit of a rest or good conversation)! After a few months we got closer and I talked her into my roommate's bed one evening, (he had a door that locked). I had a terrible time getting it inside of her although she was helping all she could at the time. This was a farm girl with "old-style" training and figured I knew best. She said it did not hurt much and considered it no big deal... was even happy that I was pleased so easy, until she turned on the light! We both had blood all over us and all the bedding as well. We were both frightened by this and began to plan our marriage after she started to enjoy the sex soon after... Her father found out and ran me off for good. After a bit of a break I began my cycle of free sex without any promises! The rule about spending money on a girl without getting sex was not true either... normally I would wait until the third date if I had to, but that happened very seldom! A few times I was used for sexual pleasure by girls going to the other college a block from my home. They would come over just to have sex between classes and I found that very interesting when it happened. (They never did explain that they climaxed... only that they were now more ready to take some test they were worried about or something). I guess they were on the pill or something because they seemed to use me mostly because I was handy, regardless of what time of the month it was for them! I was happy to do it but this often took much longer than normal and I would usually come more than once in the process. I found if I remained inside and continued to pump fast it remained hard enough to stay inside and please them... Sometimes it got even stronger after the first release. I also found they liked it best when I did not place any of my weight on the girl other than in the pubic area or to slightly brush the nipple area with the hair on my chest. I always faced them the entire time and got off as soon as I squirted inside... unless they did not let go of my ass. I knew only one way to do it and the horny girls never did anything but hold on to my butt and set the pace. Any girls who simply let me have sex only because I wanted it seldom took part in any way! Normally they got in the back seat and took off their pants right after we parked at the end of each date. I would always fondle their breasts on the way and they were wet and slippery as soon as I crawled on top of them. I cannot remember the climax ever taking longer than whatever song that was playing when I entered them. And I do not remember ever saying I love you or thank you... it was just something that girls did as part of the date. (The last kiss at the door often took longer and it was at that time we sometimes expressed thoughts of love, or spoke of any plans in the future). 

As I finished college the draft went to a lottery and my number was too low to escape being drafted within a year... 132 was mine, anyone under 200 was sure to go and nobody would hire me for any job worth getting. If you joined first you had some choices so I picked the Army, then the real screwing started... Most of the time that was all I had to say before a girl I just met would take down her pants for no reason other than the fact that I would soon be dead. One time I was inside the vagina of a girl only a few minutes after I met her! (I went to my sister's apartment on the way home from some school while in the military and she was not home yet. I told this girl she had nice eyes that seemed very deep and dreamy... She then said my sister had told her I was a nice guy and ask what I thought was nice about me... I said to turn off the lights and I would show her! We were doing it on the carpet just inside the front door in a few more seconds). As I remember this... I think it took longer for you to read this than it took for me to come! We did not stop, and she had a very strong climax not too long afterward that! Much to the surprise of my sister, who later said she thought this girl was very close to being a virgin as far as she knew and I was not to MEAT any more of her friends unless she was home from then on!

I also put my fingers inside the vagina of a girl I just met when I was returning home from boot camp. (I was offered a ride back to Nebraska by a friend who was married. This girl was a friend of his wife and they had been discussing what pleased people in the sexual areas before they picked us up that night). He was driving and his wife went down on him within the first minute of the trip. This girl said if I would play with her she would do the same if I would tell her how to do it. I said I had no idea about how to do such things and I would be happy to just finger her until we could find enough room to lay down! (We were in the back of a compact car with a large duffel bag next to us). When we did get to her bed I screwed this girl for over four hours and she missed work that morning. At the time she told her roommate it was the best sex she had ever had in her life... with over a dozen major climaxes without sleeping! The funny thing about that was her roommate was the last girl I tried to screw before leaving for the Army and was refused! Instead at that time I ended up having a bit of sex with the only other girl at the party, the one belonging to my best friend. This girl said she had also regretted this and wanted to make it up to me at this time... I had so much sex with the other girl I declined and to this day that girl never knew whatever it was that I had to offer at that time. (Which was actually not much really as I still knew very little about how to truly please a woman other that fast penetration and long duration).

In fact, until I went to Korea I do not think I had ever intentionally missed Mass on Sunday... Or forgot to pray on any "sober" evening, for the forgiveness of anyone I may have hurt that day. Although I had been used by many people, and was even learning to use people at times only for my enjoyment... I remained basically a good person with a kind heart until I left for that killing time in the military!

The other wicked things happening in the world at this time also had a bad affect on me, starting with the killing of student protesters at Kent State! I had friends in the National Guard, as well as friends in college, also friends doing drugs at Woodstock who were against the war. My landlady actually tried to get me to screw her instead of paying rent? I had one roommate who went crazy on me from flashbacks and another one who joined the Highway Patrol right after I was given my first joint. (We decided to flush it and I never did drugs until much later in life... Actually it was just much later in experiences of life and before long I did just about everything you can do wrong, some of it even before I was a killer in the military). After that, of course, it was now about time for me to die as well...

Less than a year later, just after this picture was taken, that almost came true!

I did not plan to get shot in the back, but shit happens... I was lucky too! I should have been killed then and often wonder why I was not. I tell myself maybe it was so these words could be here to reach others in years to come, and after I knew what to say about women that was more accurate! (That may sound a bit foolish, but it could be true)... for more read on here

The pictures above this will "open" when saved... (Open up on your picture program). If you need to study them after doing more research I do not care and it may do some good for many... The pictures below will not save correctly, nor will they open! 

The pictures are for training, not for use in a derogatory manner. We are "stepping out on the edge of a cliff" for you here, pay attention and read this page. Learn from it and be wiser, use it badly and everyone will be sorry!

Although we had some advise from medical minded people about the pictures and text on these pages... For the most part they said we may not get the correct thoughts or results from readers. We agree such topics should be left for more professional people to address and much of what we said could be taken wrong... This was just the only way we knew to get some points across to the masses!

Caution: Do not click on these pictures, you will be sorry, you may crash, they will not open!