We Frisky gals are obsessed with “True Blood.” These vamps we’d be happy to fang bang, no wooing necessary. I mean, have you seen Eric, shirtless and six-packed? As if being a stone cold fox with centuries of experience in bed wasn’t hot enough, the vamps on the HBO show can also glamour peeps. They stare deep into someone’s eyes until they melt like putty, agreeing to just about anything and everything. Magic! If only it were that easy for we mortal hos. But we’ve still got some skills! Here are some ways we women can bewitch a man into thinking we’re perfect prey.
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When it comes to orgasms, we all are left wondering what will make the magic happen for us. For ladies, sometimes seeing an impressive instrument is believing. Heck, even I obsessed over “How To Predict The Size Of A Penis.” But does the distance of his dong really matter when it comes to coming? Keep reading »
It’s called the money shot. In straight porn it involves the male giving the female what is euphemistically called “a facial.” (Not the kind from Bliss Spa.) In some porn films, the facial is played up to emphasize his humiliation of and domination of her, but in other porn flicks, the money shot is just something the actors do. In real life, I suspect facials happen more for pleasure than for humiliation, seeing as women have a little thing called self-respect. But when I recently mentioned facials in my 10 Things Women Forget To Do During Sex piece, a hootenanny of condemnation—and defense—broke out in the comments section of that post. Keep reading »
It’s hard to believe it’s been over 20 years since I suffered through awkward sex-ed videos of swimming, talking sperm and dancing ovaries in junior high. Feeling a little nostalgic, I did a search for “vintage sex ed” on YouTube this morning and found this gem from the ’70s. Poor Ricky! Not only does his mom walk in on him at the most inopportune time, she proceeds to ruin any chance he might have to “feel good” in the future. Then again, as her voice plays back at the end, it’s hard not to wonder if maybe she didn’t just give him more fodder for the job… Keep reading »
Ladies, I think we’ve all experienced that not-so-satisfying moment when we are ready for the ship to pull into the harbor, but the sail just won’t rise. An unfortunate experience for all parties involved. Well, I may have just found a too-good-to-be-true solution—Sexlets Gum For Him. That’s right. Have your man chew his way to a hard-on with this gum that claims to be a sexual enhancer formulated to help increase size, erection potency, stamina, energy and satisfaction for you and your dude. Worried about the side effects? Lighten up. It contains an “all-natural” blend of herbs and supplements which cause an increase in blood flow. And on top of all of that, it’s good for his breath! Screw Orbitz. This is the kind of gum I should be carrying around in my purse. Next time a dude asks me for some gum, I will slip him a Sexlet and just watch that ship sail. It’s a win-win. Keep reading »
Did you see this chick who uses her funbags as a purse? Man, she can cram a lot of junk in her set. I am also a fan of putting my Grand Titons, a natural resource, to good use. In fact, I like to call my pair “nature’s pockets” because cleavage is a great place to keep a wad of cash or even your cell phone. Hey, use what ya got, right?! So, to help inspire your tittie committee to think out of the box, here are 21 things your boobs can do for you… Keep reading »
When it comes to men and sex, I’ve noticed that special requests usually come along the lines of an instant upgrade: if I’m giving a hand job, they ask for a blowjob, and if I’m giving a blowjob, well, why not full-on sex? That’s simple enough for me to handle if it makes sexytime shine.
But we’re all about equality here at The Frisky and it wouldn’t be very egalitarian of us to hinthintHINT to our dudes with our 10 Things Men Forget To Do During Sex list without engaging in a little self-improvement ourselves. After the jump, we asked a few men—who, let it be known, all said “Don’t forget to touch our balls!”—to help us out. Keep reading »
Last week, we whined that, in addition to these 14 Jobs That Won’t Help You Get Laid, being a sex/relationship blogger totally wrecks your chance at romance. We Frisky gals don’t have an exact statistic because the CDC won’t take our emails seriously, but we know from experience that the fear of being exposed on the internet kills thousands of boners each year. But just because we’re suffering here in the world wide web of singledom does not mean some professionals aren’t baggin’ more hot buns than Wonderbread. So, before you go choosing a career that might force you to become an expert masturbator, check out these 17 jobs that are guaranteed to get your business handled for you on the regs.
A woman wrote to Rowan Pelling, the resident sex advice columnist for the Daily Mail, with a question I bet many of us have had at one point or another. She writes:
I’ve been with my boyfriend for six months, we’re both 34 and I am fairly sure he’s The One. The other night we ended up having a conversation about how many lovers we’d had. He told me he had slept with eight women and suddenly I felt nervous about confessing the truth – I had a lot of flings at university and in my first job at an ad agency, so my tally is closer to 40. But I found myself saying ten and even then he looked horrified. I hate being untruthful with him, but don’t want to be judged either. What should I do?
So, what do you think? Is honesty always the best policy? If the woman has been tested for STDs, etc. and shared the results with her boyfriend, is it even his business what her sex life was like before he started a relationship with her? Or should couples be completely honest with each other about their sexual histories?
Check out Pelling’s advice after the jump. Keep reading »
I thought I’d had “rough sex” before; I’d been spanked on my butt plenty of times, had my hair pulled, even been caned once while strung up with my hands over my head. That hurt, and I cried, and I liked it, because I’m submissive like that, but it was just a one-time thing. I’d had plenty of encounters with talking dirty, spinning all sorts of nasty fantasies, where, most of the time, I was on the receiving end of some very hot epithets. But I’d never wanted to be choked until I got together with the guy I’m dating now. Keep reading »