At the age of three, I already didn’t want to be a girl. I saw from watching my mom what it was like to be a grown-up girl and it didn’t look good. Here are the few memories from childhood that I hadn’t managed to suppress:
We came home once to find our apartment ransacked by burglars. I was forced to drink powdered milk everyday, which I hated. My dad chasing my mom with a big knife into the kitchen. My brother and I, who were kneeling facing the wall as punishment for who-knows-what, turned and watched them run by. Screaming. My dad coming in the bathroom interrupting me and my brother taking a shower together. He came in to punish my brother, hitting him on the butt. My brother remembers us hiding under the dining table while chairs were being thrown around. Apparently my dad used to bring women home, even when my mom was home.
Needless to say I was a sad little kid. By the time I escaped to the U.S. at age six I told myself my life starts now and never to look back. Keep reading »
We loved Nick Stahl in the too-short HBO series Carnivale, and man, has that guy had a strange year. He was missing, then found, then missing again. And now, just Thursday evening, he was caught masturbating in a Hollywood adult video store. Cops arrested him and charged him with committing “lewd conduct,” which is a misdemeanor charge, and released him a few hours later. Stahl claims it was all a “misunderstanding.” As in, I misunderstood my dick for a writing utensil? Or, I misunderstood the difference between public and private? Ah, the world may never know.
But Nick is hardly the only celeb who’s ever been caught jerking off in public. Oh no, it’s verily an epidemic! Click through to see who else was found getting a bit too frisky in public.
New vibrators are always a cause for celebration, but these ones have me scratching my head instead of my fun button. Smile Makers has based their four new vibrators our four different dude identities. These anthropomorphic sex toys are (pictured above from left to right) the Fireman, the Millionaire, the Frenchman, and the Tennis Coach. Each one is shaped differently for your pleasure needs … but I can’t understand for the life of me why the Frenchman is shaped like an ice cream scoop. But good call on making me truthfully tell my friends I have a hot date with a millionaire tonight … [Fast Company]
As any blogger who writes about sex will tell you, we get a lot of “gifts.” When I say “gifts,” I actually mean sex toys to test out in the hopes we’ll write about them later. If you saw my “special” drawer next to my bed, you’d see that it’s full of a variety of dildos, vibrators, anal plugs, vegan lubes, flavored lubes, handcuffs, a bamboo paddle and even a pair of nipple clamps.
While some of these items still remain in their boxes (pun!) untouched, others have been opened and hugely appreciated by either myself or the person with whom I’m sharing my bed. At one time, I had so many vibrators (new and unopened), that I just kept them on my kitchen table and would let my friends take whatever they wanted. Seriously. What does one woman, with only two orifices need with all that stuff? (I say two, because I’ve never been one to put a vibrator in my mouth – just not my thing.) Keep reading »
Before the invention of the world wide web, before we even knew porn existed, you best believe we were masturbating. And in a lot of creative ways. We feel bad for the young people today who can just log onto their computers and have a world of whack off materials with a single click. “Back in the olden days,” we’ll brag to our kids, “we had to use our imaginations to stimulate our genitals.” Or maybe we won’t say that. That might be TMI. Point being: it was a rush to discover new, weird and embarrassing things that got you hot (sometimes, unfortunately, while staying at grandma’s house). Those 1980s lingerie catalogues were extremely risqué. Wait. Why did grandma have them?
Click through to reminisce about our pre-internet, pre-porn spank bank materials. Those were the days …
Let’s get right to the point. This is the lede of an article in Cosmopolitan‘s October 2012 issue: “Julie, 29, has amazing orgasms. The catch? They’re with her vacuum cleaner.”
Julie*, whose name has been changed of course, continues:
One time, I was straddling it and noticed it felt good. The intense vibrations against my clitoris sent me over the edge and it’s become the only way I can get off.
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