Sometimes when I’m reading stories on LitErotica.com, I feel like I can tell when a man has written a story and given himself a woman’s pseudonym. Some stories are just … different. They sound overly porn-y, involving words like pounding and ramming, and clearly what some horny dude thinks a woman’s experience of sex might be like. I think to myself, I see through your pseudonym, “Ashleigh St. Pierre!”
But Brits, of course, are a little more subtle. That must be why no one figured out that the romance novelist “Jessica Blair” was actually an 89-year-old grandpa and military veteran named Bill Spence. Keep reading »
Here I thought I had breakfast covered, eating Mesa Sunrise and almond milk every morning. I’ve even been sprinkling chia seeds on it for extra antioxidants and dietary fiber. But apparently, I haven’t been considering my libido enough when deciding what to eat.
SexCereal is the world’s first gender-based cereal. The female blend supports hormonal balance and desire while the male blend supports testosterone production. Both versions of the breakfast granola contain 12 ingredients including pumpkin seeds, goji berries, chia seeds, Omega 3-fatty acids, dried camu camu, an Amazonian fruit rich in Vitamin C, and maca powder, derived from a Peruvian herb believed to have stimulating effects on the libido. Keep reading »
Traveling to another country is always exciting. This is especially true if you go alone. You’re out there yucking it up solo, living your life and maybe even doing things that you wouldn’t do back home. You are you, but the vacation version of you. And what does the vacation version of you do? Takes a shit ton of chances! Not crazy chances, but rockin’ the boat type of stuff that will make for great stories when you get home.
So if you’re single, out in the world and maybe even in a country where there is a barrier thanks to language, how do you meet someone? Whether you’re looking for a one-night-stand, a fling or maybe something long lasting, you have to be able to get over all that “lost in translation” stuff. It can happen, because as they say, “love is the international language.” Or, to be more honest, straight-up banging actually is. Keep reading »
When I came out as a lesbian, my mom cited my rabid N’Sync fandom as evidence that I was obviously mistaken. She was certain that my liking a group of effeminate, nearly prepubescent boys, gyrating to songs about feelings was indicative of my heterosexuality. I’ve used that story as the punch line to my coming out for years. But just recently, I’ve found myself yet again defending my sexual preferences to my own peers in light of some my pop culture life choices, namely “Magic Mike.”
I’m going to go right out there and say it: Channing Tatum is a rhythmic god. Don’t pretend you don’t like dance movies, specifically “Step Up,” or that you haven’t spent time in front of the mirror trying to perfect your own moves after seeing him effortlessly slide across that stage and into the laps of awaiting women. And, sure, maybe my seeing a movie about male strippers multiple times seems a little suspect, seeing as the audience was predominately straight women acting as though they were at the bachelorette party of their lives. I will tell you that I found my jaw on the ground through the majority of the movie. So what? Keep reading »