It happens so often, that when my friend told me a guy was jerking off to us, I found it funny, while he felt violated and disgusted.
"Mom, I'm gonna have to call you back."
For as long as I can remember, my daydreams/fantasies regarding sex always featured me in a mildly submissive role while the guy was always the more experienced/dominant one.
Breezing by the trees—oh, here we go. Waving to the mailman–almost there. Peddling up a hill—this one is a doozy! Awkwaaaaaaaard.
Because who wants to feel like a total trollop? Not me.
Sexual, performance, anxiety…three words that stand on their own, but when combined they create a label for something that afflicts almost every man, no matter how experienced in the horizontal (or vertical…or diagonal if you’re really adventurous) matters of the mating ritual.
Last night my boyfriend told me he doesn't enjoy me being on top, or in his words: "You suck at being on top".
I try not to judge others' sexual proclivities, I really don't. But every time I hear someone refer to the guy they're dating or interested in as "daddy", I can't help but cringe.
It's bigger than an iPhone and smaller than a Venti cup of coffee.
The NY Times thinks you care more about making that paper than finding Mr. Right.
Ah, growing up. In every young woman's life, there comes a time when she must become acquainted with the special lady doctor: the gynecologist.
Upon first read, it's so easy to scoff at these hypocrites and feel so superior because, thank Beysus, I'm so much more enlightened than that.
A study claims that casual sex among college students has caused psychological distress, but when I was in college, I remember a lot of other things way worse that caused me to be depressed.
While no one generally associates today with being sexually charged, I totally believe any occasion can be sexy if you're down to be a little creatively silly.
So there's a book out that was published in 1999 called "The Rules for Getting Laid: Get the Sex You Want."
It turns out, guys are oblivious to half the things you're worried about and don't really care too much about the so-called imperfections they do actually notice.
I am a virgin and I want to do something with a guy that I don’t care about "like that", I want to learn from sex, I want to be good at it, but I don’t want it to be with someone I don’t know (because of potential STD risks).
I was surprised to see just how many of our favorite LGBT Hollywood stars that are either engaged or been in long term relationships! I need them to all pull an Ellen and Portia because I'm forever alone and would love to live vicariously through them.
An old friend of mine had no idea what masturbation was at age 15, while another friend had lost their virginity at age 12. Clearly there's a problem here.
During one really unfortunate lonely summer, I sent nudes to dudes on Craigslist. When my boyfriend and I first started dating, I used to send him nudes and explicit texts and emails. That all started to taper off once we became more serious and it was a given I'd be seeing him regularly.
It is HEARTBREAKING to read. Judy wanted her child badly but, due to a medical issue with the fetus, was forced to abort.
It's abrasive but it's 100% effective . . . so far.
Today, I was disturbed to find out that there's a new app that teaches you how to masturbate. I'll give you a moment for that to settle in.
Some of these will frighten you, some will make your boo very uncomfortable.
We have had sex a couple times already and it was that sweet, loving kind of sex. Don't get me wrong, it was wonderful, but I was wondering what the best way is to see if your boyfriend would consider being a little naughtier in the sheets (ex: dirty talking?) without looking like a total sl00t?
Does he think I'm his girlfriend? Is he my boyfriend? Or are we just friends with benefits?
Of course, I'd heard of using ice cubes as a means of foreplay, but actually sticking it in one's vagina? My first reaction was of abject horror, but I found myself idly thinking about it the other day and I started to become intrigued.
Guys love it, girls love it. But some guys don't...and some girls don't. Some don't like giving, some don't like receiving (have you ever met a guy who doesn't like getting a blow job? Serious question, leave a comment below). So what do you do if you're in a relationship and the guy just doesn't like going down south?
They say idle hands are the devil's playthings.
I want to ask you something that I can't seem to find an answer to on the internet. Here it goes: Do guys think about the sex they recently had? I mean, if a guy had sex, let's say yesterday (and it wasn't terrible) does he recount the encounter in his head, or is the whole experience lost as soon as he's finished?
Men assume. We assume there are requirements to sex. We assume there are procedures. We assume there are universal truths to the way your bodies work and to the way all women want to f*ck. We assume.
We as a society have these arbitrary notions of what an appropriate number of sex partners is, so the expectation is that anyone who thinks they fall outside of the standard deviation is probably going to lie. The trope goes that guys will exaggerate, ladies will omit, and all inexperienced people will pad their sex resume.
I feel like everybody is so scared to talk about it. If you buy yourself a new pair of shoes are you ashamed of it? No. Those shoes were a gift to yourself. You deserved them. And that's exactly what masturbation is, a gift to yourself.
Because 2 is better than 1, and 4 are better than 2? Or at least that’s the kind of culture we live in. We’re not bred in a “less is more” society. Hell NO! Excess is success.
It's kind of hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that there are still people out there who are faking orgasms. If you are one of them - stop. Please.