In 2012, we want to go to yoga more often, spend more time relaxing on the weekends and take a trip to somewhere tropical. Oh, and we have a few sex resolutions too — 2012 is here and we’re ready to have some fun. After the jump are 30 sex resolutions — a few of them are ours (but we’re not telling which), while the rest are from other Frisky staffers and female friends. What are your sex resolutions for the new year? Keep reading »
As a fan of gummy candies — Sour Patch Kids forever! — I’m distressed by the existence of Spermies. The claim that there’s been “no salt added” doesn’t do much to reassure me that these fast-swimmers go down easy. No thanks!
“[Bob Geldof] and Sting had gone to do an interview with a rock journalist, and the interview turned into a drinking session. At one point, the journalist asked how long they could go for, and Geldof said that he was a three-minute man, but, as Sting did yoga, he could probably go for hours …’Well, haven’t you heard of tantric sex?’ [Sting replied] … At the time I thought it was very amusing but then it sort of became a cause celebrate … The tantric hours got extended and, suddenly, I was doing it all day long. Well, if only! … Sting said that 21 years ago. He has just turned 60, and I imagine it will carry on going until he drops.”
– Trudie Styler on how Sting got to be known as the poster boy for tantric sex. I guess she finally wanted to put to bed (no pun intended) rumors that her and Sting do it 24-hours a day. I don’t care what she says. I still want to believe it. [Spinner]
Thank you, Kathie Lee Gifford, for all the joy you’ve brought us this year on “The Today Show.” Thank you for day drinking and doing silly things. And thank you for this one last “der” moment, where you reference a blow job without even knowing it by mistakenly thinking “BJ” stands for “before Jay” (Hoda’s new boyfriend). I’m sure Hoda Kotb and Jay thank you as well. [Perez Hilton]
I once spent a 4th of July weekend with about 15 hardcore evangelical Christians. (Ex-Mr. Jessica’s sister was a born-again.) Explaining to some of the women what kind of website I write for proved to be awkward. But when I told one woman that The Frisky was similar to Cosmopolitan magazine, she exclaimed, “Oh, I read that!”
“Really?” I asked. “Isn’t it a little … uh … raunchy?”
She laughed. “Oh, I just flip past all the shirtless guys and stuff about sex.”
Then what part of the magazine do you actually read? I thought to myself.
That conversation popped into my head again when I saw this article on The Daily Beast about religious websites selling sex toys and the horrifying — not being hyperbolic here — opening story about a Christian woman who was married for 25 years before she finally bought a vibrator and had her first orgasm. Praise be! Keep reading »