Laaaaaaaaaaaaaa-dies! We’ve got a new porno mag out over in England!
But unfortunately, Filament received a sour review from the Daily Mail, which hissed, “Most of the boys pictured are effeminate and not arousing.”
Indeed, we, too, are flabbergasted with Filament‘s idea of what makes women wet. Apparently it’s skinny boy-men with soft features who either outright look like Rufus Wainwright or look like Rufus groupies. The porn mag’s web site explains Filament relied on both published academic research and their own online research to discover what turns women on and they came up with specifics like “men who are not muscle-bound” and “men with more feminine face shapes.”
No thanks! To each her own, we guess. Keep reading »
Perverted, inquiring minds want to know: how deep can a man’s love go? While the vag is designed to accommodate the shape of whatever penis it gets poked with, guys, you can’t blame us for fantasizing about your phallus. Sure, we all know size is almost completely irrelevant when it comes to actually orgasming, especially since roughly 80% of women only get off with clitoral action. Frankly, we Frisky gals have certainly seen a range of shapes and sizes, and have never been discouraged. I swear, Dr. V is no size queen! I’ve had not-so-hot sex with men who didn’t know how to bank on their impressive endowments, and have had gigantic O’s from little dudes who’ve proven less can really be more. But still, for some reason, dicks are a big deal. So, here are some helpful hints on how you can size up a man while he’s still got his pants on. Keep reading »
“Get Naked,” the sex and dating column in Time Out New York reaches a new level of gross this week. After the jump, columnist Jamie Bufalino introduces the term “peegasm” and explains how it’s perfectly normal for a man to slurp his own spunk like it’s chicken noodle soup. You may want to save this post for after you’re done with your lunch. Keep reading »
Getting laid at a wedding is even easier than getting drunk at one. While holding onto Johnny Walker is a good time, you can get your rocks off, too. The key elements are there: dudes are lookin’ their finest, love is in the air, and you definitely wore cute underwear (unless you’re wearing Spanx to fit into your dress). Hey, the bride and groom shouldn’t get to have all the fun! So here’s how you can get a piece… of cake at a wedding. Keep reading »
Martina started posting photos of her naked breasts on her blog “Will They Grow?” (obviously NSFW) last week, in order to chart their growth now that she’s on birth control. After the jump, she tells us why and what she hopes to see happen. Keep reading »
On yesterday’s episode of “The View,” Elisabeth Hasselbeck responded to the Playboy.com article written by Guy Cimbalo that listed her as one of the conservative women he’d like to “hate f**k.” I don’t blame her for being offended — I would pitch a fit if, say, Rush Limbaugh said he wanted to hate f**k me — but her annoyance that the National Organization for Women didn’t immediately respond (in fact, they didn’t know) is misplaced. After all, they have bigger fish to fry right now, like the murder of doctors like Dr. George Tiller.
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Everyone thinks I’m an a-hole right now. Not because I’m trying to get everybody at Grandpa’s funeral to play Rock Band. No, I’m in love—and I can’t stop talking about it.
Butterflies in my stomach, stars in my eyes, I arrive at the office every morning with a new story about something adorable he’s done. We made waffles! We said the L-word! We talked about baby names! I told one of my co-workers about the love note he penned and five seconds in, she had stopped listening.
So I guffawed when I read Vice‘s “Guide To Being Totally Crushed Out”, an alphabetized list of things we do when we’ve got a crush, from “Only Calling To Hear His Voice And Then Hanging Up,” to “Jerking Off About Her.”
And, of course, “Telling Everyone In The World”… Keep reading »
The latest Twitter trend topic, after #3wordsaftersex, is #goodsex, where users tweet what they consider to be hot and heavy between the sheets. Ten of our faves, after the jump — tweet, er, leave yours in the comments! Keep reading »
My first spanking was at my 16th birthday party. My guy friends tackled me on the kitchen floor and took turns giving me 16 spanks. And maybe one for good luck. I don’t remember. Once freed, I was livid. I was mortified.
And I was totally turned on. Keep reading »