Dianna Agron is on Septembers cover of Cosmo, looking fierce and…hungry. Why does Cosmo feel the burning urge to make woman’s boobs extremely bodacious and their waists unbelievably teeny? Honestly, Agron looks likes she was wrung out like a washcloth near the waistline one too many times. Then, Agron’s unnatural waistline led me to a few very enticing headlines.

My sex life has taken a nose dive into success before even opening the magazine! Because this month, I’m going to go naked and feel pleasure (awaiting the article fully clothed and by myself), learn about what my va-jay-jay is telling me (aside from calling it something sexier than a va-jay-jay), and about my bad-boy index. Can’t wait to see what a naughty fox I am. And take a shower.

In this month’s blatantly obvious sexy vs. skanky, Cosmo informed us that camel-colored heels are indeed more classy than camel toes. This as you can imagine, completely blew me away. Camel toes are artistic and different. Camel-colored heels are all the same (bor-ing). Read More »

We talk a lot about sex here at Sexy Time – that is the point of a sex column, after all.  From basic sex education to getting a little kinky, we try to cover it all. In thinking of this week’s topic, I really wanted to write about something that maybe doesn’t get talked about as much as it should:

What do you do once the sex is over?

It’s why we do all that hard work in the first place, isn’t it; to get our rocks off and bask in the chemical rush that comes post-coitus? But when the erections disappear and our Neanderthal brains stop screaming “must have sex now,” we realize that we’re just… naked.

When the sex is over, what do you do? Laugh? Put your pants back, stuff your bra in your purse on and skidaddle? Those are two options, but here are a few that are slightly more charming. Read More »

Sex in college can be a tricky little endeavor. Sometimes it’s awkward, other times it’s out-of-this- world-amazing, and even other times it’s down right obnoxious (like when your partner finds it necessary to ask questions which require long-winded responses while doin’ the deed).

Then, the heat of the moment passes and you wake up resembling the Bride of Frankenstein only to realize that you just boned your best friend/ex-lover/a boy from your Psych class. And things get even messier. No pun intended.

You instantly turn into psycho b*tch and a million questions run through your head in a matter of milliseconds. Everything from, I wonder if he’s REALLY regretting that last shot of Jack? to planning an elaborate escape route to his front door without spilling any beer cans or waking up any of his roommates.

But perhaps the most important question that plagues your hungover mind is something like, What the f**k is going to happen now? Especially when the person you just screwed is a friend. Or a friend of a friend. Or in three of your classes. Seriously, is it even possible to maintain a platonic relationship with someone you just saw – and who saw you – in the buff, without makeup or a push-up bra?

In my opinion, what unfolds after the sheets are, um, unfolded depends a lot on who you’re gettin’ it on with. The state of affairs BEFORE the actual event greatly determines the way shite will go down afterwards. Read More »