Guys, we know how excited you would be if we were as enthusiastic about entering through the back door as you are . Sometimes you mention it, and we smile and shrug. “Yeah, maybe some other night,” we reply noncommittally, handing you back the lube. It’s not that we’re prudes who don’t care about your pleasure, it’s just that sometimes our buttholes need to be wooed. This anal sex thing is scary for us, as it’s frightening for most of you strictly heaters. Even for those of us who have taken it up the butt before, it’s still frightening. Especially if your d**k is way bigger than the guy we tried it with. Once. And that was seven years ago. Our brown eye has gone back to sleep since then. Truth is: We actually want to try it with you. But only if you take our fears seriously. Unless you assuage our anxiety and make us feel totally comfortable about anal sex, it’s never gonna happen. Bring our butts flowers. After the jump our real (and imagined fears) about taking it up the poop chute. Keep reading »
Bondage/dominance/sadomasochism (BDSM) erotica novel Fifty Shades Of Grey has swept the nation, landing itself on many a Kindle and launching a feeding frenzy for the movie rights. More digital ink has been spilled on What Does This All Mean? for women and our sexual desires than will ever be spilled on the people killed by a tornado in Oklahoma this weekend.
So naturally, Newsweek/The Daily Beast hired Katie Roiphe, who both loathes contemporary feminism and does not understand BDSM in the slightest, to write about it. Keep reading »
College. The four, for some of us five, greatest of our glory years. You’re not a girl, yet not quite a debt-ridden woman (yes, I just made a Britney Spears reference, didn’t you know … she’s back! So it’s okay.) You’ll take a lot of memories with you from the journey from duckling Freshman to swan Senior, but there will also be some regrets. Some of those regrets are going to haunt you for the rest of your life, or until you get a good paying job, which in this economy might mean the rest of your life. And of those regrets, potentially chief among them are not having sex in places you wish you would have. Once you graduate, these passion possibilities are past their expiration date. They’re gone … gone … gone. So here’s your Uncle Dude trying to make sure you have the most fulfilling experience you can. Here are 11 places you should have sex before you graduate … Read more …
Comcast and Colorado Springs news channel KRDO have some explaining to do after a Thursday morning glitch broadcast hardcore pornography to its customers in lieu of the usual “Good Morning America.”
Clay Clarkson, a recent subscriber, told the Gazette the signal seemed weak, so briefly changed to another channel. “When I flipped back, hardcore pornography was showing.” Read more …
Vibrators as we know them haven’t always existed. Back in the day, women used some crazy (and scary looking) contraptions on their nether regions. Vibrators were originally introduced in the 19th century as a medical tool to treat female hysteria. Doctors would give the women “pelvic massages” until they had orgasms. But they found this course of treatment to be too laborious (oh, poor them), hence the invention of the vibrator. San Francisco’s new Antique Vibrator Museum will feature a special exhibit of antiquated sex devices. Like this “Blood Circulator,” which was popular in the late 1800′s. Operated by a hand crank, the device allegedly cured more than hysteria. It was used to treat pain, deafness, anemia, heart disease, polio, and menstrual cramps. Well, doesn’t that thing look fun … and vaguely like a meat grinder. Click through to see some more of the museums’s craziest collectibles, sure to frighten the crap out of your vagina. [Huffington Post]