Every holiday season, every publication imaginable puts together gift guides filled with shopping ideas for the festively confused. It has always surprised me that more gift guides for husbands and wives and boyfriends and girlfriends, don’t suggest sexy goodies. Lots of sex toys are inexpensive (under $40, with lots of them under $30) and unlike a hand lotion or yet another scented candle, they can last for years. I would not recommend that a sex toy be your only gift to a partner this year, as gifts like this can be seen more as “for us” rather than “for you.” But if you’re looking for a stocking stuffer or an extra something-something to go with another gift, I say go sexy!
And it should go without saying this slideshow is NSFW, although none of the images are explicit. Enjoy!
If your lady wants to run to the bedroom immediately after unwrapping your present (meaning your holiday gift, not the present in your pants), she probably liked it. For post-gift sex indicates that your present was thoughtful, touching, meaningful, and impressive. These gifts will not inspire any sort of arousal. If you hope to get laid this holiday season, you may want to avoid slipping these gifts under the tree.
When pubic hair first appeared on my adolescent body, I was mortified. I wanted it gone as quickly as it sprouted. It just felt, for lack of a better word, bizarre to have it there. But at the age of 11, waxing was not option. Well, maybe it is nowadays, but in the late ’80s, that was not a something that happened.
By the time I got to college and started getting naked with boys, I felt mortified afresh when, after receiving oral sex for the first time, my boyfriend stepped back from my vagina, and pulled a long pubic hair out of his mouth. I thought I would never recover. He didn’t seem to mind one bit. It was 1996.
After we broke up, I started sleeping with an older guy who was absolutely wild about giving cunnilingus, full bush and all. His enthusiasm made me start to like my pubes. Keep reading »
The New York Post is reporting that whenever Derek Jeter has a one-night stand, he keeps a car on call, ready to take the woman home, and stocks it with “a basket of signed memorabilia” to … remember him by?
I think I’d be horrified if I slept with someone and they sent me home with a basket of, like, signed baseball cards and a headshot. But, I mean, it depends on the giftbag, right?
If I had a one-night stand, and didn’t feel any particular attachment to the guy or have any interest in seeing him again, and he loaded me up with stuff for the ride home, well, I don’t know, I might be okay with that. For example, the perfect one-night stand giftbag would include… Keep reading »
Oh, the things I learn in a day of trolling the interweb for penis stories. Today, oh glorious day, I learned that the ostrich hard-on, unlike other bird erections, is of the blood vascular variety as opposed to a lymphatic type. If you are learned in the science realm, then you’ll know that reptiles and humans (proud members of the mammal family) also get blood vascular erections. Meaning blood flows to the penis and makes it hard. Interesting point being that ostriches may be the evolutionary erection link in the penile tree. Other important discovery: the most common form of bird sex is known as the “cloacal kiss.” This is when the girl and boy birds touch their cloaca (the small all-purpose orifices in the butt region) together so sperm can pass. In conclusion, I mostly just wrote this post to freak Amelia out. She hates birds and their penises. [io9]