How to tie someone up when you don’t know how to tie someone up.
Where to go and what to do when you want to ditch that vibrator and find a good helping hand.
A standard electric pink g-spot vibrator with a twist.
Researchers wanted to find out if physical and/or psychosocial differences are predictive of hand-holding habits when gender is no longer a factor.
We are going down… on vaginas.
She’s coming over for a hangout. And she’s bringing an eighth of OG Kush.
Perhaps could be more accurately titled “what bitches think about bisexuals.”
Because you can’t just say nothing before hanging up the phone.
So. Many. Cute. People. In. Love.
The Center for Sexual Pleasure and Health has your back.
At 1.5 lbs, this stainless steel wand will rock your G-Spot world.
“When one of my lovers said that she wished she had an instruction manual for my body, I took that and responded to it pretty literally.”
“I just need to hit you with this,” said the woman at the door. She held up a rubber stamp and I held out my hand. “Well, not hit you hit you. But it is that kind of party.”
Now that I’m older, it weirds me out that an internet search on lesbian + anything turns up with porn. Massive amounts of it. And most of the stuff that comes up is terrible. Why does the internet equate “lesbian” with “explicit sex”?
The Minna Ola is a tricked out sex toy for the techie in all of us that’s great for anyone who wants a fun, quirky, versatile vibrator that’s perfect for couples play.
“When you like someone and want to be with them, all you wanna do is see their face all the time. Coincidentally, seeing someone’s face all the time is exactly how to kill a relationship softly.”
This week on NSFW Sunday: how to take sexy photos, lust and long-term relationships, losing labels and more.
In which we discuss the pros and cons of double-ended dildos at length.
Fortunately, people DO come with a user manual, you just have to verbally speak it into existence.
There was a small pile of sex toys already on the bed, but the drawer was far from empty. “This is a flogger that I made from reclaimed bike tubes,” she said, pulling out a wicked little thing and tossing it onto the bed beside me.