July 19th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
One of the first neat things I discovered over at Her Desires was this entry linking to an advanced blowjob technique. It sounds both energetic and amazingly likely to work. Here’s a teaser:
As you begin, remember the mantra: Rhythm and moisture are crucial. So, if you’re afraid to get a little spit on your palms, exit stage left and thank you for playing.
Slobber him up form tip to nuts. Really get him juicy. A lot of tongue lathing along the base and slurping on the tip. Those of you who stock flavored oils would probably be well served to employ them here. Once he’s raging and messy, it’s time to start the music.
July 18th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
I remonstrate with you, gentle readers, for allowing me to run a sex blog all this time without ever telling me about Her Desires. It’s an excellent sex blog, very personal and extremely well written, and it’s been going since 1999! And I’ve never seen it before. If Vikki hadn’t said kind things about me a few days ago, only the gods on High Olympus know how much longer she would have escaped my notice.
Well worth your time. I’m off to read through her archives.
July 18th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
You might have done, if these lovely and impudent lips and tongue had been handy:
Remember the wisdom of E.E. Cummings: “Kisses are a better fate than wisdom.”
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July 18th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Susie Lee done fell in love;
She planned to marry Joe.
She was so happy ’bout it all
She told her Pappy so.
Pappy told her, “Susie gal,
You’ll have to find another.
I’d just as soon yo’ Ma don’t know,
But Joe is yo’ half brother.”
So Susie put aside her Joe
And planned to marry Will.
But after telling Pappy this,
He said “There’s trouble still….
You can’t marry Will, my gal,
And please don’t tell your Mother,
But Will and Joe and several mo’
I know is yo’ half brother.”
But Mama knew and said, “My child,
Just do what makes you happy.
Marry Will or marry Joe
You ain’t no kin to Pappy.”
July 17th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Bigwig over at Silflay Hraka heard the news that masturbation protects men against prostate cancer, and immediately wondered:
If frequent masturbation is supposed to prevent prostate cancer, why is the term “prostate cancer” present in the language in the first place? Shouldn’t it at least be an oxymoron?
A good question, one which makes me wonder: What was the incidence of prostate cancer prior to the Victorian age invention of the idea that masturbation was evil and dangerous and dirty and shameful?
It would be an eye opener if it turned out that prostate cancer is largely the byproduct of a religious and social mania of relatively modern invention.
July 17th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
From the ever-entertaining VodkaPundit we have a list of fifty words and phrases not to use on a first date. Just a few choice excerpts to get you to go read the whole thing:
Restraining order
Hair remover
Offal
Pre-moistened
Three-way
There are more good suggestions in the comments.
July 17th, 2003 -- by Bacchus
Some people will doubtless think this is sick, repulsive, or offensive. Fortunately, it is the firm editorial policy of this sex blog not to care about that. Besides, I think it’s cute and harmless:
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