Awesome future timewaster alert! The just launched blog Bad Sex Ed compiles the best of the worst sex advice people have ever received. It’s only got a few entries so far, but there’s this gem:
My brother told me that I should look deeply into a girl’s eyes while kissing her, that girls were really into that kind of connection. The first time I kissed a girl, she luckily knew better. After a few seconds of staring at her blurry eyelids, I followed suit.
After the jump, read the worst sex advice I ever received — and then share yours in the comments. Keep reading »
As 2010 edges to a close, dirty minds like mine think not of the resolutions I failed to follow through on. No, I reflect back on when, exactly, was the best sex I had all year. Was it that night in the hotel room in upstate New York? Anytime after I brought home a new water-based lube? That time he did that thing which I think might be illegal in Texas?
I want to say my best sex moment was when Amelia gifted me with a brand-spankin’-new Trojan Vibrating Tri-Phoria vibrator, which was sent to her at the office. It has eight settings — yes, eight! But I think if I said my best sex moment came from a vibrator, my boyfriend would be pissed. So I’ll say the best sex this year was pretty much anytime we did the magical “scissors” position. (How do I explain this one? He lies on his side and lifts one leg up like scissors opening vertically, while you lie on your back, spread your legs like scissors opening horizontally and put his thingy in your thingy. It’s an AMAZING position, at least for me!)
Because I’m nothing if not nosy, I checked in with other Frisky writers to find out what was their best sex of 2010. Our dirtiest deed deets, after the jump: Keep reading »
Lykke Li has a new music video. The song is called “Get Some.” Here are some of the lyrics: “I’m a prostitute/you gon get some.” There’s also talk of pulling pants down and shotgun blasts and those sorts of things. If you know what I mean. And I think you do. The video is urban tribal meets Bettie Page meets groovy kaleidoscope. If you’re looking for something to get yourself going on this Monday, this funky ditty may do the trick. Thanks, Lykke. Get your get down on, girl. Keep reading »
Some unfortunate women around the country have to plead with their men to service their downtown real estate. But lucky Manhattan ladies who purchase women’s magazines have been finding handwritten magazine inserts from a 45-year-old bookkeeper named John Westwood, who offers his phone number and an earnest offer…
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I’m afraid to let a guy to go down on me because I’ve heard men don’t like performing oral sex. Is it true? Read more … Keep reading »