These days, there are robots to do everything. Build cars. Vacuum floors. They’re even taking the place of fashion models on the runway. What’s next? According to one futurologist, robot prostitutes may be appearing on the horizon in the not-too-distant future. Tourism futurologist Dr. Ian Yeoman predicts that robot call girls could play a part in the future of tourism. Rather than seeking out the great outdoors, travelers will pursue manufactured experiences. They’ll be served drinks by robot bartenders, stay in rooms that change colors (perhaps according to one’s mood?), and room services will include robot sex workers that give tourists happy endings. What’s the appeal of sex with an android? For one thing, robot sex partners would be guaranteed disease-free. But what could replace the human touch? A fembot, apparently. [Belfast Telegraph]
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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 »
Lights on. Lights off. On the top. On the bottom. Cowgirl. Reverse cowgirl. Bra on. Bra off. Fondle the boobs. Fondle the boobs and you die. Yes, indeed, us ladies and our sexual preferences are complicated. But nothing divides ladies with lust in our hearts quite like the sweaty sex debate! I swear by romps in the sack with the thermostat ramped up, but Frisky editrix, Amelia, gags at the very thought of being in heat.
Lucky for me, biology appears to be on my side: Yvonne Fulbright, “sexpert” for Fox News, says sweaty sex not only burns more calories, but releases more “natural scents,” which act like aphrodisiacs. Nevertheless, Amelia insists that wiping a man’s sweat off her brow is an instant mood killer. For a thoughtful debate on this deeply important subject, read our arguments and then tell us what you think! 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.
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Me? I don’t have a subscription to Contraception, the journal, but somebody out there must. Apparently, a trio of researchers set about studying the durability of condoms. After all, no one wants a condom that breaks, right? That’s so not sexy. Also? Babies. But how do you test a condom? Live models in the lab can be so, er, sticky. Instead, the team used a contraception testing mechanism called a “laboratory coital model.” Wow. That is hot! It’s what you see pictured here. Want to know why condoms break? Find out what the mecha-wang revealed after the jump. Keep reading »
Do men and women go to strip clubs for different reasons? Tanya Gold, a Guardian scribe who went to London’s Spearmint Rhino strip club and a Chippendales show, thinks so. She said the difference in the audiences was stark. At the Chippendales show, groups of women screamed delightedly at the strippers, clapping like they were at a friggin’ Jonas Brothers concert, but the mood at the Spearmint Rhino was not in the least bit joyous and, in fact, was full of sad men sitting alone. Keep reading »
Remember when Rebecca Gayheart was best known for being the Noxzema girl? Well now she’s showing even more skin. Gawker has posted an edited version (but still NSFW) of a 12-minute-long sex tape featuring the actress (who you might remember as Dylan McKay’s wife, “Antonia Marchette,” who got shot to death on “90210″) having a threesome with her husband, Eric Dane and “beauty-queen-turned-Hollywood-madam” Kari Ann Peniche. In the clip, the threesome lies around in the buff, takes a bath, and appears pretty inebriated. Gayheart comments at one point that she needs to lie down because she’s so high. That can’t be good for her skin!
Anyhoo, Gayheart hasn’t had much of a career in the last few years, but Dane is well-known for his role on “Grey’s Anatomy.” He’s certainly living up to his nickname — “McSteamy” indeed. 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 »
This week, I got a letter from a lady who’s full of hot air:
“Last night, I was trying to impress this guy I’ve been seeing by trying to bend like a pretzel in bed. Unfortunately, I farted while moving my leg over. It was loud, it was smelly. It was so embarrassing. There was a definite pause … and then we just kept going. It was the most awkward thing that has ever happened to me. Will he ever think I’m sexy again? It was only the fourth time we had sex.”
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Well, I’ve heard of some upscale vibrators, but this one really takes the cake. According to Stuff, a New Zealand woman shelled out $2,229 to become the first person in the country to buy an 18-karat gold vibrator that was created by the high-end sex toy company LELO. The style of the vibe is called Yva, and it was specially “flown in especially for the anonymous buyer.” So much for that whole recession thing! I can’t imagine spending that much money on a sex toy. A pair of shoes? Sure. But not a vibrator, even if it is gold-plated. [Stuff] Keep reading »