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I really do not feel that there is something wrong with m vagina today. It is so annoying. It is beyond horniness. It’s actually throbbing like a hungry belly and I’m totally frustrated because my list of potential lovers are very high maintenance and if I see them today, they will want to see me [...]

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I hear it on television from confused men who’ve been dumped by their girlfriends for drunk soccer players. I hear it from friends, male and female, who can’t understand why so many (straight) women prefer to date jerks.
I finally got it! It’s not the women don’t like sweet men. One must remember that an asshole [...]

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Tim Brantley and the Tenth Street Boys is a very good Atlanta band. I went to their show last night. Sometimes the worst thing about bands isn’t their music or stage presence. Sometimes it’s the fans. Everything else is great about this band–except that. Over 90% of the crowd is either a member of some [...]

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If I put that in my title, then people will read my blog. When they search for free porn–which really by now everyone should know all the really great (and truly) free sex sites on the internet–they’ll get my blog. And if they’re Catholic, which I hear many people are, they might feel guilty enough [...]

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The truth is that no matter how long you’ve been dabbling in free porn, you will eventually end up buying it. Even those websites, where all of the best clips from all of the best movies are compiled are a load of crap. They give you 10 second clip after 10 second clip until you’re [...]

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“Mommy,” I said.
“What you want?” she yelled back.
“Today, at the mall Santa touched me on my danger zone.”
“What the hell you talkin’ bout fool?”
“You know–my danger zone…”
“Who the hell told you to go to the mall anyway?”
“But mommy, he was sweaty and dirty and made me (whispering) say nasty things.”
“Bring your ass over here. I’m [...]

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My sister posed a hypothetical to me the other day: Would you rather cuddle nude all night next to George W. Bush while he talks to himself, or would you rather cuddle up next to soggy-assed Richard Simmons? We talked about Santa and I confessed my secret fantasy to have sex with him in his [...]

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The other night when he was inside me, I saw the face of my creator smiling down. I saw the faces of my ancestors smiling, finally having crossed the great divide–they had made it home. Waving from across the ocean, they brought me home; his body reciprocated their embraces and all of my senses evaporated [...]

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