Were skirts and dresses invented to tantalize men and make it easier to grope women?
04-03-2016, 04:00 PM
In a way, it seems strange that men are the ones who wear trousers, given that they can easily find pants constricting and uncomfortable to their genitals. I wonder if a kilt is any more comfortable.
My theory is that the tradition of women wearing skirts and dresses was invented to tantalize men (for example when a sudden gust of wind provides a glimpse of what's underneath, or when a choreographed cheerleader dance is specifically designed to make the skirt fly up) and also to make it easier for boyfriends, husbands, etc. to grope their women.
In particular, I love having my wife wear knee-length dresses with spaghetti straps. Then when she's washing dishes or whatever, I can easily come up behind her, kiss her neck, and reach into the top of her dress to grab a handful of her luscious boobs, or slide my hand up her skirt and feel the warm softness of her beautiful thighs and enjoy squeezing her supple yet firm ass.
I file this simple pleasure under item #1, "family and friends," in the list of 4 Things We Should Always Be Grateful For. It's great that clothing exists that's socially acceptable and beautiful for women to wear in public, yet also is so useful for them to wear in the privacy of the home. It's definitely helpful in keeping one's emotional state well-balanced to every day savor and cherish the tactile admiration of the wondrous female body in this way.
Speaking of which, I notice Google brings up a lot of results by American women complaining about their men groping them too much. E.g. this blog post: "My husband cannot walk by me, say hello to me, hug me (you get the picture) with out groping. He gropes. All The Time. Even if he’s not really trying to get sex, he’s still wants to cop a feel. . . . I AM NOT PRODUCE!!!!!! Stop squeezing me please!!! . . . . I want my husband to sit by me on the couch and just hold my hand without trying to grab my ass. I want my husband to hug me hello without squeezing a boob. . . . . I want to be kissed and caressed. I don’t want to feel like an object. . . . . My husband, he knows this. I make sure to remind him of how much I despise his groping every time he does it. BUT HE STILL DOES IT! WHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????????????????????"
Poor American women. They really don't let themselves win either way. If they're ugly, they feel like shit because men won't give them the attention they want. If they have a beautiful, pert young body, they feel objectified by all the attention they get. I would rather they even be scheming gold diggers who think, "How can I monetize my gorgeous body's squeezability" than view it as such a sin to want to grab a handful of that. It's especially wasteful when they're wearing the exact kind of outfit (e.g. sleeveless sundress) that lends itself so much to creating convenient groping opportunities. Freakin' handteases is what they are. Women like that could easily have been mentioned as part of The Reason Most Men Are Impotent And Depressed but I guess space limitations prevented it.
For me, groping is a pleasant re-affirmation, "This beautiful girl, even her most intimate and exciting parts, is all mine for my sensual enjoyment. If it feels this good to run my hand along the outside of her body, I can't wait to feel what it'll be like to put my penis inside of her." This is especially true when I'm running my hand up the warm, soft inside of her thigh and thinking, "It feels better and better the closer I get to her pussy..."
I think in some cases the urge to grope comes from male amazement that such a well-designed and wonderful creature as woman could really exist; like doubting Thomas, they don't believe till they've not only seen but touched. It makes me wonder whether men who have a history of being chronically sex-deprived have a greater tendency to do more groping when they get the opportunity just as a way of reassuring themselves of the reality.
My theory is that the tradition of women wearing skirts and dresses was invented to tantalize men (for example when a sudden gust of wind provides a glimpse of what's underneath, or when a choreographed cheerleader dance is specifically designed to make the skirt fly up) and also to make it easier for boyfriends, husbands, etc. to grope their women.
In particular, I love having my wife wear knee-length dresses with spaghetti straps. Then when she's washing dishes or whatever, I can easily come up behind her, kiss her neck, and reach into the top of her dress to grab a handful of her luscious boobs, or slide my hand up her skirt and feel the warm softness of her beautiful thighs and enjoy squeezing her supple yet firm ass.
I file this simple pleasure under item #1, "family and friends," in the list of 4 Things We Should Always Be Grateful For. It's great that clothing exists that's socially acceptable and beautiful for women to wear in public, yet also is so useful for them to wear in the privacy of the home. It's definitely helpful in keeping one's emotional state well-balanced to every day savor and cherish the tactile admiration of the wondrous female body in this way.
Speaking of which, I notice Google brings up a lot of results by American women complaining about their men groping them too much. E.g. this blog post: "My husband cannot walk by me, say hello to me, hug me (you get the picture) with out groping. He gropes. All The Time. Even if he’s not really trying to get sex, he’s still wants to cop a feel. . . . I AM NOT PRODUCE!!!!!! Stop squeezing me please!!! . . . . I want my husband to sit by me on the couch and just hold my hand without trying to grab my ass. I want my husband to hug me hello without squeezing a boob. . . . . I want to be kissed and caressed. I don’t want to feel like an object. . . . . My husband, he knows this. I make sure to remind him of how much I despise his groping every time he does it. BUT HE STILL DOES IT! WHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY????????????????????"
Poor American women. They really don't let themselves win either way. If they're ugly, they feel like shit because men won't give them the attention they want. If they have a beautiful, pert young body, they feel objectified by all the attention they get. I would rather they even be scheming gold diggers who think, "How can I monetize my gorgeous body's squeezability" than view it as such a sin to want to grab a handful of that. It's especially wasteful when they're wearing the exact kind of outfit (e.g. sleeveless sundress) that lends itself so much to creating convenient groping opportunities. Freakin' handteases is what they are. Women like that could easily have been mentioned as part of The Reason Most Men Are Impotent And Depressed but I guess space limitations prevented it.
For me, groping is a pleasant re-affirmation, "This beautiful girl, even her most intimate and exciting parts, is all mine for my sensual enjoyment. If it feels this good to run my hand along the outside of her body, I can't wait to feel what it'll be like to put my penis inside of her." This is especially true when I'm running my hand up the warm, soft inside of her thigh and thinking, "It feels better and better the closer I get to her pussy..."
I think in some cases the urge to grope comes from male amazement that such a well-designed and wonderful creature as woman could really exist; like doubting Thomas, they don't believe till they've not only seen but touched. It makes me wonder whether men who have a history of being chronically sex-deprived have a greater tendency to do more groping when they get the opportunity just as a way of reassuring themselves of the reality.