#international motor show

[iwan-fadila]

Inilah Deretan Skutik Honda 160cc Laris di IIMS 2023

motogokil.com – Assalamu’alaikum wa rochmatullohi wa barokatuh, semoga kita semua selamat di perjalanan sampai ke tujuan. Selama 11 hari pameran International Motor Show (IIMS) tahun 2023 ini, AHM menghadirkan 21 pilihan sepeda motor Honda di Hall C3 JIExpo Kemayoran (16-26/2). Tingginya minat masyarakat untuk memiliki jajaran sepeda motor Honda pada pameran ini mencerminkan antusias pengunjung…

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

 Isuzu D-Max EV Concept, 2024. A prototype for a fully electric version of the D-Max pick-up was revealed at the 45th Bangkok International Motor Show. With a lithium-ion battery capacity of 66.9kWh and a maximum output of 130kW, the electric D-Max delivers instant torque and a maximum speed of 130km/h (81mph).  The company plans to launch the D-Max BEV in select mainland European markets in 2025, with further expansion to the UK, Australia, Thailand, and other countries based on market demand and the development of Electric Vehicle (EV) charging infrastructure.

[terrablogz]

G-Wagon AMG 😎🤙🏻

[edsonjnovaes]

NFS Heat 1.2

Facebook The 5007 HP Devel Sixteen production version launched at Dubai International Motor Show 2017 to pioneer a new era that never has been achieved before. 2019 dez 01 The 81 mm Quad Turbo 12.3 Litre V16 engine generates massive power- 5007 Horsepower and 3757 lb-ft of torque. Janaína Gimael – AutoVideos O motor do Devel Sixteen é um V16 quadriturbo, de 12,3 litros e que entrega 5 mil…

[emmieexplores2]

[pertamax7]

Info Regional UMC Menampilkan Suzuki Jimny 5-Door Dan Ertiga Cruise Dalam Pameran Iims 2024 Di Surabaya

Info Regional UMC Menampilkan Suzuki Jimny ., salam pertamax7.com, Info Regional UMC Menampilkan Suzuki Jimny 5-Door Dan Ertiga Cruise Dalam Pameran Iims 2024 Di Surabaya Link ponsel pintar ( di sini ) Salam Suzuki Terjamen Ada info resmi dari Surabaya, 29 Mei 2024 – Turut memeriahkan pergelaran pameran otomotif terbesar awal tahun ini, Indonesia International Motor Show (IIMS) 2024, PT United…

[mikeshouts]

Isuzu Is Taking A Dip In The EV Market Starting With The Isuzu D-MAX BEV Pickup Truck

Looking good! 👍

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[pursuitist]

Genesis GV80 Coupe Concept: Accelerating Performance and Emotion

  Before assembled media at Genesis House New York, Genesis unveiled the GV80 Coupe Concept. The four-passenger GV80 Coupe Concept adds a new facet to the Genesis brand. “It emphasizes the duality of the Genesis brand by showcasing the antagonistic character that lives within the Athletic and Elegance parameters of Genesis’ design philosophy,” said Luc Donckerwolke, Group Chief Creative…

[csuitebitches]

The Charisma Myth: things that I liked

Three quick tips to gain an instant charisma boost in conversation:

Lower the intonation of your voice at the end of your sentences. Reduce how quickly and how often you nod.

Pause for two full seconds before you speak.

The very next time you’re in a conversation, try to regularly check whether your mind is fully engaged or whether it is wandering elsewhere (including preparing your next sentence).

Expensive clothing leads us to assume wealth, friendly body language leads us to assume good intentions, a confident posture leads us to assume the person has something to be confident about. In essence, people will tend to accept whatever you project.

when you can project both power and warmth together, you really maximize your personal charisma potential.

charismatic behaviors must originate in your mind. Knowing how to skillfully handle mental discomfort is even more important than knowing how to handle physical discomfort. Anxiety is a serious drawback to charisma. First, it impacts our internal state: quite obviously, it’s hard to be fully present while you’re feeling anxious. Anxiety can also lower our confidence. Anxiety, low presence, and low confidence can show up directly in our body language, as well as reduce our ability to emanate warmth.

 The single most effective technique I’ve found to alleviate the discomfort of uncertainty is the responsibility transfer. Pick an entity—God, Fate, the Universe, whatever may best suit your beliefs—that you could imagine as benevolent. Imagine lifting the weight of everything you’re concerned about—this meeting, this interaction, this day—off your shoulders and placing it on the shoulders of whichever entity you’ve chosen. They’re in charge now. Visually lift everything off your shoulders and feel the difference as you are now no longer responsible for the outcome of any of these things. Everything is taken care of. You can sit back, relax, and enjoy whatever good you can find along the way.

Golfer Jack Nicklaus said that he never hit a shot, even during practice, without visualizing it first. For decades, professional athletes have considered visualization an essential tool, often spending hours visualizing their victory, telling their mind just what they want their body to achieve.

“There is good evidence that imagining oneself performing an activity activates parts of the brain that are used in actually performing the activity,” Professor Stephen Kosslyn, director of Stanford’s Center for Advanced Study in the Behavioral Sciences, wrote me. Visualization can even physically alter the brain structure: repeated experiments have shown that simply imagining yourself playing the piano with sufficient repetition leads to a detectable and measurable change in the motor cortex of the brain.

Silvia recently confided that visualization is one of the secrets to her success. Before key meetings, she’ll imagine “the smiles on their faces because they liked me and they are confident about the value I’m bringing them. I’ll imagine as much detail as I can, even seeing the wrinkles around their eyes as they’re smiling.” She visualizes the whole interaction, all the way through to the firm handshakes that close the meeting, sealing the deal.

A twenty-second hug is enough to send oxytocin coursing through your veins, and that you can achieve the same effect just by imagining the hug. So the next time you’re feeling anxious, you might want to imagine being wrapped up in a great big hug from someone you care about.

Self-confidence is our belief in our ability to do or to learn how to do something.

Self-esteem is how much we approve of or value ourselves. It’s often a comparison-based evaluation (whether measured against other people or against our own internal standards for approval).

Self-compassion is how much warmth we can have for ourselves, especially when we’re going through a difficult experience.

It’s quite possible for people to have high self-confidence but low self-esteem and very low self-compassion.

Types of charisma:

Focus: Focus charisma requires, of course, the ability to focus and be truly present. Good listening skills are nonnegotiable, as is a certain degree of patience. To develop focus charisma, cultivate your ability to be present.

Visionary charisma makes others feel inspired; it makes us believe. It can be remarkably effective even though it won’t necessarily make people like you. We assess visionary charisma primarily through demeanor, which includes body language and behavior. Due to the fact that people tend to accept whatever you project, if you seem inspired, they will assume you have something to be inspired about.

kindness charisma comes entirely from body language—specifically your face, and even more specifically your eyes. Kindness charisma is primarily based on warmth. It connects with people’s hearts, and makes them feel welcomed, cherished, embraced, and, most of all, completely accepted.

Authority charisma is primarily based on a perception of power: the belief that this person has the power to affect our world. We evaluate someone’s authority charisma through four indicators: body language, appearance, title, and the reactions of others. you’ll need to learn how to “take up space” with your posture, reduce nonverbal reassurances (such as excessive nodding), and avoid fidgeting. You may need to speak less, to speak more slowly, to know how and when to pause your sentences, or how to modulate your intonation. Look expensive. 

Avoid holding a drink in your right hand, especially if it’s a cold drink, as the condensation will make your hand feel cold and clammy. Before shaking someone’s hand, whether you are a man or a woman, rise if you’re seated. And keep your hands out of your pockets: visible hands make you look more open and honest. Make sure to use plenty of eye contact, and smile warmly but briefly: too much smiling could make you appear overeager. Keep your head straight, without tilting it in any way, and face the person.

Ask people open ended questions, focus on questions that will likely elicit positive emotions. With your questions, you have the power to lead the conversation in the direction you want. In fact, even when you’re speaking, the one word that should pop up most often in your conversation is not I but you. Instead of saying “I read a great article on that subject in the New York Times,” try “You might enjoy the recent New York Times article on the subject.” Or simply insert “You know...” before any sentence to make them instantly perk up and pay attention.

Another way to exit a conversation with grace is to offer something of value:

Information: an article, book, or Web site you think might be of use to them A connection: someone they ought to meet whom you know and can introduce them to

Visibility: an organization you belong to, where you could invite them to speak

Recognition: an award you think they should be nominated for

When someone has spoken, see if you can let your facial expression react first, showing that you’re absorbing what they’ve just said and giving their brilliant statement the consideration it deserves. Only then, after about two seconds, do you answer. The sequence goes like this:

They finish their sentence

Your face absorbs

Your face reacts

Then, and only then, you answer

The next time you’re given a compliment, the following steps will help you skillfully handle the moment:

1. Stop.

2. Absorb the compliment.

3. Let that second of absorption show on your face. Show the person that they’ve had an impact.

4. Thank them. Saying “Thank you very much” is enough, but you can take it a step further by thanking them for their thoughtfulness or telling them that they’ve made your day.

It’s not just metaphors that can paint the wrong picture. Some common phrases can have the same effect. When you tell someone, “No problem,” “Don’t worry,” or “Don’t hesitate to call,” for example, there’s a chance their brain will remember “problem,” “worry,” or “hesitate” instead of your desire to support them. To counter this negative effect, use phrases like “We’ll take care of it” or “Please feel free to call anytime.”

You can deliver value to others in multiple ways:

Entertainment: Make your e-mail or meeting enjoyable.

Information: Give interesting or informative content that they can use. 

Good feelings: Find ways to make them feel important or good about themselves. 

The longer you speak, the higher the price you’re making them pay, so the higher the value ought to be. 

If your goal is to communicate power, set the pitch, tone, volume, and tempo of your voice in the following ways:

Pitch and tone: The lower, more resonant, and more baritone your voice, the more impact it will have.

Volume: One of the first things an actor learns to do on stage is to project his voice, which means gaining the ability to modulate its volume and aim it in such a targeted way that specific portions of the audience can hear it, even from afar. One classic exercise to hone your projection skills is to imagine that your words are arrows. As you speak, aim them at different groups of listeners.

Tempo: A slow, measured tempo with frequent pauses conveys confidence.

To emanate vocal warmth, you need to do only one thing: smile, or even just imagine smiling.

Charismatic people are known to be more “contagious”; they have a strong ability to transmit their emotions to others.

The most effective and credible compliments are those that are both personal and specific. For instance, instead of “Great job,” you could say, “You did a great job,” or, better yet, “The way you kept your calm when that client became obnoxious was impressive.”

Here’s one specific—and surprisingly effective—recommendation for phone charisma, courtesy of author Leil Lowndes: Do not answer the phone in a warm or friendly manner. Instead, answer crisply and professionally. Then, only after you hear who is calling, let warmth or even enthusiasm pour forth in your voice. This simple technique is an easy and effective way to make people feel special. I recommend it to all my business clients whose companies have a strong customer service component. The gains in customer satisfaction are impressive.

Charisma takes practice. Steve Jobs, who appeared so masterful on stage, was known to rehearse important presentations relentlessly.

Retain at least a certain measure of equanimity. Most charismatic leaders are known for their ability to remain (or appear) calm even in the midst of turbulent circumstances.

[ferrstappen]

Max the wag (again)| Max Verstappen blurb

love note: I’ve loved the response to gossipy Max and (y/n) that I came up with this little piece 💘

YOU CAN FIND THE REST OF MAX THE WAG SERIES HERE

summary: a new break up hits the paddock and Max and you are the best investigators.

Canada GP, 2023

Max didn’t mean to overhear whatever was going on inside the four walls of Ferrari’s place on the track.

But if the information came his way, who was he to deny it?

He was mildly bored in between interviews and before FP1, not caring about interacting with people because you weren’t there, too many things to take care of, studying and being an intern didn’t allow you to be there with him. Still, he sent you silly pictures of him walking by himself (metaphorically since fans and workers were all over), he smiled at the WhatsApp sticker you sent him along with a picture of you, papers scattered all over your desk, iPad showing the F1 app.

While walking by Ferrari, he really really couldn’t help walking a bit slower as three engineers were enjoying a cigarette while loudly speaking to each other, motor and tool noises were ambient noise.

I heard she’d forgiven him once, after São Paulo last year.

What happened there? I keep hearing about it but i left to Abu Dhabi right after the podium.

Carlos and Norris contacted some girls and left with them or something along the way, kept it under wraps though but now? I think it was too much for her.

Shame, she was always polite and nice to everybody. She even knew our names!

And Carlos’ sister is getting married soon, he ducked it big time. I heard someone in the garage she decided to not go and his family is pissed.

It caught Max’s attention… he instantly recalled the conversation with you, trying to figure out if Carlos and Isa were still together. Clearly, they weren’t and the entire paddock was aware of it.

Maybe Christian could have more information about it.

But the first thing he did was to text you, announcing he had more information.

Info about what? Was your response, making Max’s eyes roll…

Sainz and girlfriend!

Max didn’t hear it, but you gasped at the simple text message. Max was very selective with the information he actually took seriously, and for him to tell you he heard something meant it was probably real.

Shut up! What did you hear? Who told you?!?!?

Max smiled, a smug grin knowing you were dying for the information, but he’d keep it for later, when he was laying on the hotel bed, fresh out of the shower, white t-shirt and shorts and ready to fall sleep. That’s when he was sharing the information.

He was surprised when you called him out of the blue and he chuckled, his gorgeous blue eyes getting smaller, little wrinkles forming, dimples showing.

“Hello schat, to what do I owe this pleasure?” Max teased, instantly taking in your neat hair, neutral make up and deep red lipstick… oh, what would he give to bite your lower lip and have his face and chest covered in faint red lipstick.

”don’t be coy! What did you hear? I heard the snippet of an interview and she sounded so broken it was so sad, but what did you hear?!” You rambled, making Max’s smile even bigger.

“I told you I’m sharing my discovery later, i’ll have to be in the car in thirty minutes or so,”

“I hate you so much, you can’t leave me hanging! I don’t want to ask her directly!” You complained like a toddler, noticing Max was just staring at you through the screen.

“I love you, I have to go,” Max said after he noticed part of the Red Bull PR team approach him. He was waiting for you to tell him you love him too, but your words weren’t exactly what he was expecting.

“Max babe, try to get info on Shakira and Hamilton!”

Honestly, you and Max were a match made in heaven.

[dykemind]

My biggest fear once the initial cloud of detox dissipated was whether I would be able to continue to do my work on the Festival. What I realize now is that I could not have continued to do the work had sobriety not entered my life. My life of drinking and using had led me to be internally dishonest, and that fundamental dishonesty of self can only stay contained so long before it would start to bleed steadily into everything I did and affect everyone I loved.

Coming back to the Land sober in 1983 was not smooth. In the Mt. Pleasant office, I wasn’t loose and fun — I was scared and stiff. More than once I had a sister tell me she liked me so much better when I was drinking, or even yell at me to go get drunk. I was an asshole when I was drinking. Now I was an unrecognizable boring sonofabitch sober. The whole family system of the Festival production was based on me being Dad the Alcoholic, and all the pieces were on autopilot to pull me back into that role and keep the system as we all knew it.

I remember walking through those early weeks on the Land, my first year sober, tears running down my face, a constant that I couldn’t even attempt to hide. There was no skin on my face, no buffer over my nerves, and it showed on every level. My tears were but a symptom of the inner terror that was coursing through my veins. I remember throwing up back by my tent before my first sober Community Meeting, so deeply wretched with my inner fears and knowing I had to move forward. From that day on, my mash-up of the Third and Seventh Step prayers was my mantra that I repeated before every meeting, before every difficult discussion: "Relieve me of the bondage of self that I may serve this community. Take away my difficulties that stand in the way of my usefulness."

I decided not to stop buying the beer that the Festival had always provided for the crew, which by this time was served in old bathtubs we dug into the ground and filled with ice. Bathtubs of Beer were part of the lore of working Festival, and I would be damned if I would change that because I got sober. The little pink teardrop trailer I started with on the old Land had steadily grown, and by the last year of my drinking it had expanded to a 38-foot motor home with a party that never stopped. I gave it up and bought a tent. I didn't want the reminder of all the sleepless nights I'd partied until dawn, and I was finally ready to sleep in a tent on the Land. On the ground. I was getting back to ground zero, and from there all things were once again possible.

Lisa Vogel — We Can Live Like This ...A Memoir of a Culture

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

IAD TRX Concept, 1980. The fledgling International Automotive Design presented this prototype at the Birmingham Motor Show. It was based on the Triumph TR7 and featured glassy, 2+2 fastback styling with a T-bar roof. Many people saw it as a proposal for a restyled TR7 though it was more of a showcase for the new company's talents. By 1985 Triumph was dead but IAD went on to design the first generation Mazda MX-5/Miata

[kurogane2512]

Hai hai hai!

I have a request 🫠

Bai Yi x G!P Reader smut.

Enemies to lovers (kinda like a hate-fuck thingy)

I haven't seen much of Bai Yi's fics and I am totally in love with that woman!

Scenario: Bai Yi and reader are both motor cyclist (rivals). She loves irritating the reader until one day, reader snaps and boom! Reader makes Bai yi ride her instead of the motorcycle.

Only if you're comfortable with it ofc 😌❤️

This has been in drafts for ages I'm so sorry that I'm getting it out so late :(

18+ CONTENT

Game: Path to Nowhere

Characters: Bai Yi x g!n reader with a cock

Type: Smut (biker rivals, Bai Yi annoys you intentionally, doggy style etc etc)

"Dude, come on! Overtake her, you can't let her win!"

"I'm trying dammit, shut up!" you shouted at your friend who raced beside you then slowed down and stayed behind you while you revved up the speed of your bike and zoomed forward. The cold and biting air slashed by as you raced through the night to try and catch up with your arch rival, Bai Yi.

"How is she always so fast?! Her bike shouldn't be able to reach such speeds!" you internally cursed and revved up more. Bai Yi looked at your approaching figure in the side mirror and glanced back with a smirk before winking at you, your eyes widening then gritting your teeth to try and go faster. Bai Yi noticed you maintaining a steady distance from her; after all, she was using her powers to go faster while you were just a simple human.

She smirked to herself and slowed down which gave you the opportunity to finally overtake her and within no time you crossed the finish line, beating her in the race. You stopped your bike and glared at Bai Yi while all she did was give you a flying kiss and lean back on her back, your companions came around to congratulate you but you didn't feel like you won at all. You shoved everyone out of the way and walked up to Bai Yi then harshly grabbed her arm.

"What the hell was that?!" you shouted at her, making Bai Yi smirk and run a finger down your chest.

"Hm? Congratulations on your first win against me~"

"No, that wasn't right. You did that intentionally, you slowed down intentionally! Why?!"

"Haha~ My, are you not satisfied with the win?~"

"Not if it isn't genuinely earned. I don't see this as a win if you aren't serious!"

Bai Yi smirked more and dragged her finger down your body to around your waist until wrapping her arms around you and pressing her body against you. You flinched and tried to back away but she instead pulled you closer and whispered in your ear, "Well, want to go another round? Unofficial this time, I'll show you my real speed~"

You gritted your teeth then pushed her away, "Fine, bring it on!"

Bai Yi chuckled and watched up walk towards your bike and mount it while she got ready herself and started her bike, you fiddled through your pockets to take out your keys but couldn't find them until Bai Yi whistled to you and you saw her triumphantly holding your keys in her hand.

"This woman—! She did that just now—?!"

Bai Yi spun your keys on her fingers then revved up her engine and zoomed away.

"What the?! Dude, give me your bike I have to catch her!" you shouted to one of your companions who hurriedly threw you his bike keys and you hastily mounted the other bike then finally started driving to catch Bai Yi. She wasn't too far away and you caught her on the empty road soon enough, she looked at you in side mirror and waved her arm to the right as a signal to move there and you reluctantly followed her.

You turned around a few corners then stopped as you saw Bai Yi moving to an empty ground surrounded by cliffs and rocks until she dismounted her bike. You parked right beside her bike then angrily walked up to her eager figure and pinned her against the cliff behind her, almost growling at her annoying behavior. All Bai Yi did was grin, she loved playing this way so much with you.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"Hehe~ Oh, I just like you chasing me all around like a little puppy~"

"You—! You have nothing better to do, do you? You don't even take these races seriously unlike the rest of us. Mind you, the money earned here gets us through for the most part!"

"Oh my~ How unfortunate. How about I offer you a deal then? Work for me in my company and I promise you'll earn much more than here~"

You snickered, "Your company? That greasy WhiteSands Industries that's been in debt for years? Give me a break! And return my keys!"

Bai Yi grinned and held out your bike keys on top, lazily swinging them in the air. You gritted your teeth and lunged forward to take them but she swiftly threw them over her other hand, the speed catching you by surprise.

"You... don't tell me.... You are a Sinner, aren't you?! That's how you drive so fast! You cheater!"

Bai Yi chuckled, "What? Don't want your keys anymore from my manic hands? Mind you, you are touching me all over already~"

You looked down to see how your bodies were completely pressed, your knee ground between her legs in a scissor formation, You hastily moved away and made some distance between you two.

"I don't want anything to do with you! Give me my keys and I won't say a word otherwise I'll report you!"

"Haha, and you think anyone can catch me? I have been on the wanted list for years, even MBCC's new Chief hasn't caught me yet~"

You glared at her and watched her dangle with your keys, she smirked then walked closer to you and ran her finger down your chest before resting on the waistband of your pants, shivers erupting in your body.

"Rather, why would you not report me? Not willing to lose your rival? Admit it, you have fun with our chases, don't you?~"

Bai Yi sneakily dropped your keys in your pocket, the action wasn't missed by you due to the jingling. She continued gazing at you before suddenly moving her hand to palm your crotch, a stiffled groan leaving your mouth.

"You.... I think you are the one not wanting to end this little game of ours, you like being chased- being hunted by me~"

Bai Yi chuckled, "Do you want me to spell it out for you? Don't get so serious now, it's hardly a way to pass time~"

"To pass time, huh...Of course, that's what this all means to you."

You stepped away from her then turned around to walk to your bike in order to leave, you had enough of her. She infuriated you. Bai Yi didn't expect this reaction from you and was dejected to see you walk away. She used her speed and came in front of you, almost as if she teleported due to fast she moved.

"The hell—?!"

"Oh, come on, don't leave so soon. Let's have some fun~"

"Unlike you, I have other jobs to do. Now get out of my way!"

"You could do me instead~"

Your eyes widened but you soon realized she was serious, all those actions and flirting..... this is what she wanted all along, didn't she? You growled then suddenly grabbed her and pinned her on her bike behind, hiking her leg up to your thigh and pressing your crotch to her clothed cunt.

"You are desperate to be fucked like a whore? All those chases and getting me worked up just to have my dick?"

"Mmm~ Is that wrong? It worked, didn't it? Look at you now~"

"Ngn... you are insufferable!"

You harshly turned her around and bent her on the bike then pressed your erection to her ass, rubbing it in between. She let out close mouthed moan feeling your dick grow harder and rub between her thighs. She then heard you unbukle your belt, arousal and excitement pooling in her lower region.

"Look at that ass.... all you needed was to shove this on me and I would have given you my dick~"

"Hmm.... that wouldn't be so fun, would it?~"

"....Damn right!" you playfully slapped her asscheek then pulled down her tights before undoing your own pants and freeing your hardened cock, resting it on her ass.

"Ooh~ Aren't you big? There must be plenty of women throwing themselves at you~"

"Heh~ You'd be surprised to hear there aren't many whores like you around here, and I usually don't delve into these things. All I want is the money and I drive away."

You rubbed your cock between her thighs, her slick coating your length as you softly groaned and leaned on her back.

"Huh, I did take you as the loyal type but I didn't expect that....mhm~"

"What? You think I fuck around? Mind you, I'm looking for a serious relationship. These hookups are very rare for me."

"Then why me? Am I that iresistible to you?~"

"Hmph, let's just say you have your charms. Like this ass~"

You groaped her buttcheeks then rubbed your cockhead on her sopping cunt and proceeded to push in, slowly sheathing inside her. Both of you moaned together feeling each other until you hilted inside in one swift motion, making her moan out load.

"Damn... so tight.... you wanted this so much, didn't you?~"

"Ah, shut up and just fuck me!~"

You grinned then began thrusting in and out of her, your thighs hitting her plump ass as you grunted. Bai Yi stabilished herself on the bike as you pushed her body down making her arch and pounded away, your cock hitting her deepest spots and filling her up. Her tight walls hold you in place so well, making you grunt in her ear as you fucked her at a brutal pace.

"Taking me so well... so tight for me.... Shit, I'm close to cumming.... This slutty ass of yours is too good~"

Bai Yi gasps feeling you go faster and deeper, fucking her at an animalistic pace. She feels your hands pulls her closer and dig into her hips, chocked moans leaving her mouth but she soon controls herself and thrusts back as well. You groan at her sudden ministrations and do your best to keep up with her pace, your thrusts syncing perfectly.

"Haha~ Yes yes fuck me! Come on, show me what you got! Beat my speed and capture me like you want to!~"

Ah, this woman drove you crazy. She had no idea how much you liked her from before and that the only reason you kept up your chasing was to get close to her. You bit your lower lip gazing down at her body spread out for you, your hand snakes around her waist and touches her clit making her whimper and arch into you more, causing your dick to go even deeper.

"Look at you, Bai Yi.... Taking- me- so- fucking- well!" you slammed into her with hard thrusts between each word, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. You grunted and thrusted a few more times before suddenly pulling out and pumping your cock with your hand to cum on her ass, hot and sticky liquid spreading on her skin. She whined at the empty feeling and didn't like how you pulled out but couldn't retort as you pulled her into your arms then mounted the bike and made her straddle you.

"Go on, ride me. Ride me until you cum~"

Bai Yi pouted but wasted no time to sink on your length, her walls quivering around your dick as it went event deeper than before. You smirked and rest back to watch her bounce on your dick, a marvelous sight to behold.

"C-Cum inside me this time.... I want you inside~"

Your eyes widen then you grin and pull her close, her arms wrapping around your neck as you start thrusting up into her. She moaned loudly and continued riding you as well while your lips sucked and kissed her neck. Your hands kneaded her breasts, slipping inside her bra and cupping them to pinch her pointed nipples, more whines and incoherent moans slipping from her lips. She held your shoulders and rode you faster, fucking herself on your girthy cock and arching up. Your fingers went to toy with her clit, her eyes wideneing before her head fell on your shoulder with a loud whimper.

"Aaah! Ahh! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! I'm cumming! Cumming!!~"

She moaned in your ear as she hilted herself deep on your cock and finally came, her walls tightening as she creamed around your length. You groaned with her feeling the grip and fluttering of her walls then pushed her down on the bike to fuck her, you held her beautiful legs up on your shoulders and pounded her through her orgasm, close to cumming again yourself.

"Fill me up! Yes! Cum inside me! Fuck fuck fuck!!!~

"Nghh.... you are so hot. I'm going to make you mine! You hear that?! You are mine, Bai Yi!!~"

You buried deep in her as you came, painting her walls with your cum and filling her up. She held you close to her chest as she moaned as well, cumming a second time around your length. You both panted together then gazed at each other then shared a deep yet gentle kiss before cleaning yourselves and dressing up.

"Hey, take me home, would you?~" Bai Yi suggested while leaning on her bike then threw her keys to you, winking playfully.

[mariacallous]

According to the internet, I’m a “boy mum”. It’s not a term I’d heard until I gave birth to a baby boy. Suddenly, I was being bombarded with videos about the nightmare in store for me. This was footage showing the kind of destructive male-toddler behaviour that Jackass stars Johnny Knoxville and Bam Margera would deem too risky. Meanwhile, their mothers were portrayed as longsuffering, harried, hard-as-nails veterans of the boy-toddler insane asylum.

My son is very physically active, but he’s also a gentle, cautious child, so this doesn’t resonate with me, or with several of the “boy mums” I know. (Meanwhile, some of the “girl mums” spend their days chasing their Tasmanian Devil-esque daughters like they’re in a Looney Tunes cartoon.) Yet it’s everywhere. Then, last week, I saw a report that found girls were playing outside less than boys, even at two years old – something that shocked the researchers, who hadn’t expected to see socialised gender roles emerging so early.

It didn’t shock me, sadly. Not when I’m regularly tearing my hair out in clothes shops trying to find something for my two-year-old son to wear that isn’t black or camouflage, like he’s a ninja, or a small soldier already primed for aggression.

“It’s not our fault, but we’ve all internalised that ‘boys-take-up-more-space’stereotype,” Kirstie Beaven, the founder of Sonshine magazine, a publication geared towards raising boys for a more equal world, tells me.

“Girls’ clothes are made for sitting still and looking pretty, while boys’ clothes are made for activity, even in the baby or toddler sections. Parents of babies tend to underestimate girls’ gross motor skills – expecting they will be less competent than boys at crawling or climbing – and we’re all more likely to encourage our sons to take physical risks, and expect our daughters to ‘be careful’.”

Beaven says that by the time our children are two years old, we probably don’t expect our daughters to need as much outside time. “Nor are they as comfy or confident when they are outside,” she says. “If your shoes are too flimsy to climb a tree or your T-shirt is cut uncomfortably short and tight, it’s not surprising you want to go home early.”

As a 90s tomboy kid raised in dungarees, this thought breaks my heart a little. A lack of outdoor physical activity will disadvantage girls from a young age, and these gendered expectations harm boys, too, as Ruth Whippman, author of the book BoyMum, tells me.

“The flipside of the ‘boys play outside more’ phenomenon is that parents as a whole give boys less of the kind of quiet indoor-type attention that they give to girls,” she says. “Wide-scale research across countries shows that from as early as nine months, parents spend more time with girls on activities such as learning letters and numbers, singing, drawing and telling stories. Girls now outperform boys at school and researchers believe these differences in parental time inputs account for a significant portion of the difference.”

What I loved about Whippman’s book was that it beautifully conveyed the internal battle many intelligent feminist mothers found themselves having when raising boys who may be conforming to certain stereotypes.

“When my three boys were small, people used to tell me all the time [that] ‘boys are like dogs – all they need is food and exercise, and just try to wear them out’,” Whippman says. “I used to absolutely hate it, as it seemed so dehumanising. But perhaps what I hated even more was the fact that in our case it was kind of true.”

Of course, like most mothers, she initially held herself responsible.

As with many of these questions, a complex interplay between nurture and nature is involved, and it’s stupid to deny biology any kind of role. Whippman highlights how male foetuses get a shot of testosterone in the womb that has been linked in other mammals to a tendency to play more roughly, while girls may be able to sit still and focus for longer at younger ages because the areas of the brain responsible for impulse control and emotional self-regulation generally develop earlier in girls.

The point is, though, that parents often increase this divide by failing to correct their own unconscious biases and help their kids work on the areas where they could improve their skills. As Whippman puts it: “When it comes to gender, as parents, we end up turning small differences into big differences.”

Seeing how much my little boy needs me, how much touch, affection and reassurance he craves, has been one of the most educative experiences I’ve had since I became his mum. I’ve known many men whose feelings as little boys were neglected, often in contrast to the comfort and time any sisters’ emotional needs were given.

“If we don’t let boys express all parts of their personalities and emotional lives because they are just ‘wild monsters’, we are not only doing them a huge disservice, we are storing up problems in how they interact with others in later life,” says Beaven, who also says that the “boy mum” stereotype boiled her blood.

If we are to tackle the crises in violence against women and in male mental health, we need to be open about how damaging these stereotypes are for boys as well as girls. That starts with being honest with ourselves about how much we, as parents, are encouraging them. That’s why you’ll never find me identifying as a “boy mum”, no matter how much the internet wants me to.