Category Archives: Sex
Spoiled.
Sometimes me and my friends play this game. We ask random questions like, “Murder, fuck, or marry?” “Would you rather?” “Have you ever?” or “What’s the worst sex you’ve ever had?” I always feel bad answering the last one, because … Continue reading
Blue Lips
A while ago the homie Jeyel asked me what the female version of a “sausage-fest” was, to which I replied without skipping a beat, “A clam bake, duh!” Never mind that I answered the question way too fast, what I … Continue reading
Eargasms
I had the pleasure of watching Immortal a few weeks ago (best. date. EVER.), so I got to witness the sexiness known as Tina Guo in person. Typically, she’s not my type but her entire set was so erotic and … Continue reading
Gets Me Everytime
Let’s face it, not every woman has the libido of an ex-con. Some are content having it once a week, some once a month. Yet some women are even fine with having sex merely for procreation, blasphemy! But for those … Continue reading
The Morning After
Sunlight through the curtains, shadows between the sheets Glass of water on the windowsill where the Jamie used to be Sex hair, sex there, underwear’s under where? Fuck it baby, I don’t care If I can’t find it. Don’t need … Continue reading
“As Long As I Have A Face, You’ll Always Have A Place to Sit”
Men are constantly emphasizing the importance of fellatio in a relationship as if it’s a dealbreaker of some sort, and for some men it is. But as someone who’s admitted here that she rather give than receive, even I believe … Continue reading
Oh The Places We Go!
I’ve probably just single-handedly tarnished any innocence in the Dr. Seuss legacy by calling this blog that, but it was the first thing that came to mind – SORRY. Anyway, todays post is about the different but practical places I’d … Continue reading
Sleeping Booty
I always taught myself to never waste a hard dick. So regardless of what time it was, if there was a boner tapping me from behind I always managed to find the strength to assist in making it go away. … Continue reading
Think Like A Man … Feel Like A Girl?
I like sex. A lot. It’s kind of become a personal problem. I mean not in comparison to those who are certifiably diagnosed as sex addicts, and nowhere near some Eric Benet shit. But enough to be able to recognize … Continue reading
Caramel September
Throughout most of my college career I juggled a full-time job AND 12+ units. Looking back, I don’t know how I did it. But I did. And without working at the Crazy Horse, which I actually considered for about 2.7 … Continue reading


