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Dear Acaricia May, tadalafil
When my husband and I are in bed, and I enjoy being in control and often assume the woman on top position. One day I sneezed a couple of times in this position and he seemed to like that very much. Now whenever I’m on top, he tries to tickle me and make me sneeze. Is my hubby developing a sneeze fetish?
Ms. A Pereira.
Dear Ms. Pereira
Sneezing is a healthy activity that you and your lover shouldn’t be ashamed of in any way. When you sneeze or cough or strain in any way, your pelvic floor muscles and sphincter muscles contract. When you are in the middle of intercourse, this can have the pleasant effect of a tighter grip on your male partner’s organ. Some versatile women can control their pelvic muscles to contract and relax at will, thus providing a stimulating experience for the male partner without even moving or thrusting at all. This apparently yogic ability can be gained by exercises to tighten your pelvic floor muscles. These Kegel exercises basically consist of tightening the pelvic floor muscles and holding them so for 5 to 10 seconds, and then relaxing. Once you have learned to tighten and relax whenever you wish, you will have tremendous power over your bedmate, making him your passionate devotee. Until then you will have to carry on using a feather to bring on the sneezes!
Love,
Acaricia May
Dear Acaricia May,
We have a hammock at home that I like to laze around in. My husband once saw me in a leotard in the swinging hammock and got really turned on. We made love very passionately that day. Now whenever I want to arouse him I just have to wear skintight outfits and swing away. This is all very fun, but I can’t figure out why he’s so into this. Is it common?
Ms. T. Rao
Dear Ms. Rao
Sexual triggers are often associated with deep childhood and adolescent memories. The first sexual awakening of a boy can take place anywhere, on a bed at home, in a bus, at school, or other places. Where would one encounter skin tight outfits and swinging ropes? A Tarzan comic? Catwoman or Superwoman swinging through the streets? I think it is more likely that your boyfriend experienced his first arousal at a circus. All those gorgeous Russian or Indian trapeze artists flying through the air from rope to rope must have had an intensely sexual effect on him. Ever since, the sight of swinging ropes, hammocks and shapely women in Lycra suits or other tight fitting wear must be instantly turning him on. He may not be aware of this. But now you know. So go ahead, give him a treat and take him to the Great Royal Circus when it comes to town. You may benefit with a whole week of Freudian va-va-voompa!
Love,
Acaricia May
Dear Acaricia May,
I am a 35-year-old married male. In the last many months I have been getting a strange kind of dream. I am with a beautiful and sexy girl and we get to chatting and hugging each other. But just before I actually get to kiss her or make love to her, something or the other happens, someone separates us or I lose track of her and the dream ends. This has been happening in many dreams and with different gorgeous girls. In the dream the girls are willing and so am I, but it just doesn’t happen. Why O why? Am I chasing success and it is getting away? I work at a bank, but am fed up with that job.
Johnny N.
Dear Johnny,
Although it may seem to you that you are chasing success, there could be a deeper meaning to your dream. That sensual woman could well be your feminine side. Your creative, nurturing side may want you to indulge her more than you are presently doing. Perhaps the bank job is not fulfilling your feminine creative alter ego. So in your dream, you are not only the male. You are also the female, flirting with your masculine ego. So go ahead, in your spare time do some fulfilling artistic work or writing or sculpture or whatever makes you happy. Or maybe cry a little, get sentimental from time to time or be more romantic.
Yes, it’s also possible that this dream is symbolic of an elusive chase for success. Or that you’re turned on and not getting enough. Are you?
Love,
Acaricia May
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