I got my first period when I was 12, right before I turned 13. I, of course, felt like I was the last one. My friends Annie and Sarah both got their periods before me and, I swear, it bonded them in a way that made me insanely jealous. I wanted blood to flow out of my vagina too! I wanted Wil Wheaton to respond to my fan mail and I wanted to be a woman, dammit. Then my period arrived and, wouldn’t ya know, it was decided less glamorous than I had thought. Wearing a pad (my hippie mom was never down with tampons, so I had to discover those on my own a few years later) felt like a diaper and looked like one too underneath the leotard I wore to my dance classes. As an adult I’m lucky to have really, really mild cramps, but HOLYMOTHEROFCHRIST, as a teenager, every month it felt like someone was digging out my uterus with a spoon. And, gather round y’all and joins hands, because I would like for us to take a moment to remember all of the panties — so. many. panties. — that have been lost to our menstrual cycles. Hell, I’ve lost a few pairs of pants too. And a shirt once. Don’t ask. Keep reading »
Growing up in the age of the internet meant that porn no longer involved shady backrooms in the back of a local video rental store with sticky VHS tapes and running into your Biology teacher. We were fortunate enough to have porn at our disposal for entertainment, for our learning, and more importantly? Getting off. Of course, the phenomenon of internet porn was once something you needed a monthly or annual subscription. Most of us were not trying to explain a charge from Bangbros.com to our credit card company. Luckily, there was one perv I knew in college that had little shame and shared his password to the best sites for all our enjoyment. This was, clearly, a horrible idea. Being one of the only girls that had the password, I had an insight into my guy pal’s intimate, strange desires — it was shocking yet intriguing. After finally meeting men that didn’t just want to have sex in the missionary position, I found myself trying some of the less offensive sex acts and positions that I first came to know on the internet.
I like to think of myself as someone who will try anything that is mildly appealing to me at least once. I don’t get hung up on feminism when I’m naked with my partner, because as far as I’m concerned, feminism supports a woman’s right to be on her knees or on her back if that’s what she wants, and no one should judge us on our sexual experience or preferences.
That definitely doesn’t mean that there haven’t been some major blunders in the bed. Sure, it was fun to give it a try, but there are some seriously overrated sex acts and positions that are more fun in porn then in real life.
Good golly, does it take a lot for a condom to get on the market. According to this infographic from AccessRH, the process for condom factories to apply for pre-qualification from the United Nations Populations Fund and the World Health Organization can take 3-12 months, the ordering process takes another 1-8 weeks, production of condoms takes place after orders are put in and takes another 2-16 weeks, quality testing before shipping takes wo weeks, and shipping can take up to six weeks depending on the destination. Pre-qualification itself is a five-step process. Only 35 percent of the factories that have applied for pre-qualification have passed. Keep reading »
UK’s Parliament has gone off the deep end with sexual regulation by amending their 2003 Communications Act to ban certain sexual acts in video-on-demand porn produced in the UK. The acts included are:
At UPS, you might be able to pick up a different kind of package.
The company began offering 3D printing services over the past couple of months, and UPS rules don’t explicitly prohibit customers from using those printers to create sex toys, intrepid reporters at the Daily Dot learned this week. Read more on Huffington Post Weird News…
For the majority of people, sex is the most compelling thing in the world, for obvious “perpetuation of the species” reasons. Sex sells. Sex rules. Sex draws the eyes to this paragraph like a tractor beam, because the word “sex” is in it like a million times. But there are people out there with no interest in sex at all. They aren’t sick, or drugged, or suffering from any sort of disorder; they’re asexual. Cracked sat down with two of these people to learn a little bit more about what life is like when your anaconda don’t want none, period. Read more on Cracked…