Desiree – “Jerk Off In My Face”

“Jerk Off In My Face”

“Cum on my face,” groans Desiree. “Cum all over my face.”
Don’t keep a sexy female awaiting when this babe requests your jack sauce.
Desiree looks at you and plays with her big natural mangos and panty-clad clutch. She rubs her clitoris but what that babe wishes is a subrigid cock banging her twat and her face. Feed her your meat, then stuff her nice and empty the contents of your bloated balls str8 into her face. As a side-benefit, Desiree will appreciate the moisturizing properties of spunk on woman skin.
Desiree became a sex star because this babe wanted to receive banged rock hard and valuable by expert dudes with big dongs who know how to shag vixens.
“A lot of guys can’t keep up with me.” Desiree candidly disclosed. Let’s face it. It’s no joy for a hot, good-looking female with large scones to admit in public that the boys this babe dated and fucked were duds. They didn’t know proper tit-fucking either. A female-dominant adore Desiree needs unyielding men to give her gratification. She was not getting it and masturbation is not the solution.
“They cum also fast, or they don’t wanna have sex when I do. It was no joy for me. The boys I sleep with can not even final love two minutes in my vagina. They by no means even tit-fucked me. There’s no way that those males can try and fuck my ass!”
So what was the answer? Porn! Safe sex below comfortable conditions with skillful cocksmen whose job it is to provide female satisfaction. And better paying than slaving away for low wages working for an backdoor boss.

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Desiree – “Jerk Off In My Face”

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“Jerk Off In My Face”
Added on April 4th, 2014
Starring: Desiree
Duration: 19:12 Mins of XXX Action!
Tags: Big Tits, Blowjob, & Cumshot
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“Cum on my face,” moans Desiree. “Cum all over my face.”Do not keep a hot lady waiting when she requests your jack sauce.Desiree looks at you and plays with her big natural tits and panty-clad snatch. She rubs her clit but what she wants is a boner fucking her pussy and her face. Feed her your meat, then ram her good and empty the contents of your bloated balls straight into her face. As a side-benefit, Desiree will appreciate the moisturizing properties of man-juice on female skin.Desiree became a porn star… Read More »

Anastasia
Added on April 2nd, 2014
Starring: Anastasia
Duration: 22:17 Mins of XXX Action!
Tags: Big Tits, Blowjob, & Cumshot
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Anastasia was going for a graduate degree when a SCORE photographer roaming Europe in search of big boobs spotted her. “If my classmates knew I model like this, I know the boys would perceive me differently and would, I am sure, try harder to get me into their beds,” Anastasia told him, a factoid he duly noted in his log. “Some of my professors would try also. I would expect it. I keep my little secret and do not speak of it. This far, no one has recognized me and if they did, they would not be absolutely certain… Read More »

Anal Cream For A Blonde Cum Collector
Added on March 28th, 2014
Starring: Missy
Duration: 25:28 Mins of XXX Action!
Tags: Anal, Big Tits, & Blowjob
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In 2004, Missy Monroe was a 19-year-old student who became an 18Eighteen model. Her tits were 34D, very buxom for an 18Eighteen Girl who are usually B-cups or less. Her bustline was 39-inches. The green-eyed blonde spread her pussy and butthole in magazine layouts and got fucked in a locker room scene. After that, Missy went off to porn city in California to seek fame and fortune.Time passes. Missy becomes a well-known porn star, often seen at adult entertainment expos.And now, Missy’s back at The SCORE… Read More »

Texas Tease Takes Tool In Tight Twat
Added on March 26th, 2014
Starring: Anna D. Caans
Duration: 28:44 Mins of XXX Action!
Tags: Big Ass, Blowjob, & Cumshot
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Girl-next-door Anna D. Caans (get it?) was discovered by SCORE at the 2002 Adult Video News Expo in Las Vegas. Two staff members spotted her and gave her a business card. She called and this scene was one of two Anna made. The other scene was a dildo show. Anna was 22-years-old at the time.Anna’s fresh-scrubbed look can fool you. This girl is a dirty girl and wanted to do everything sexually she possibly could. Anna told us during her stay at SCORELAND that getting into adult modeling was something she… Read More »

Gimme An F
Added on March 21st, 2014
Starring: Veronica Rayne
Duration: 18:50 Mins of XXX Action!
Tags: Big Tits, Blowjob, & Cumshot
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Every man into tits and pussies has his go-to fantasy girl. There’s the hot maid, usually in a little hot French maid costume. There’s the nurse who can do whatever she wants to do to you. There’s the cop, the teacher, the businesswoman, the waitress, the schoolgirl, the store clerk.And then there’s the cheerleader as enacted by Veronica Rayne in “Gimme An F.” Cheerleaders are wet dream queens. If this is your favorite F-Girl, she has been in your brain for a very long time.You’re the jock with a hard cock…. Read More »

Dripping Wet…

Bored last night, I think I made the best stumble upon…like ever. Like in the entirety of all known creation! This is better than your favorite food, sex position and winning a million dollars all in one day…well almost.  Dripping Wet Pussies…I can’t really add more to that because it says it all.
Why or how or WTF was I doing last night to stumble upon such a website you ask? Well I was seeking masturbation fodder.  It has been stressful these days with my studies and a bit dry in my panties as of late and my fingers have become experts at flicking my own clit and bringing me to some of the most mindblowing orgasms.  I must pat myself on the back as I have achieved expert level with my hands on myself rather than using my vibrator. My hands have always been the delight of many men and women whose nether regions they have had the pleasure of bringing pleasure, but for myself I preferred the quick and easy–my trusty vibrator.
This site did not fail to deliver on the goods either! The type of porn that I am personally into is usually the solo female, bondage, squirting and the newest: Japanese lactation. That stuff is BIG in Asian porn I am finding. So meeting my criteria via a cursory glance, I delved ever deeper into the site as the muscles of my vagina began to spontaneously contracted on their own. I could feel my clit begin to engorge and throb in my panties as I grew wetter and wetter.  Dripping Wet Pussies gives you everything from the classy to the nasty (not in a disgusting, turn off way) and everything in between. It certainly kept me touching myself throughout the night!

Happy masturbating!

Short Stories: Period Piece 1

SHORT STORIES: PERIOD PIECE 1

LOST IN VAGINA (Spring 2012)
You know how in every hs health class one cautious teenage girl asks on behalf of a roomful of careless teenage girls whether it is possible to lose something in one’s vagina? (Asking for a friend!) IT HAPPENED TO ME! One night I got super duper stoned with my classmates in Vermont. When they left my apt, it was time to masturbate. But I was getting my period, so I sat in my bathtub as to not bleed all over my apartment. Also, manhub (or maybe rockettube) only worked in my bathroom for some inexplicable reason. All other porn sites worked everyplace in my apartment. Which I had tested, because science! Being restricted to my bathroom seemed like as good of a reason as any other to delight in some man-on-man action. To be clear, I did not have a detachable showerhead in Vermont. (True story: I survived 10 months in the wilderness with nary a detachable showerhead in sight.) In this instance, I thought of my bathtub exclusively as a receptacle for blood. Instead of my typical pants-around-the-ankles period scenario, I went all out and took all my clothings off! Decadent! And even removed my menstrual cup! Was super stoked that I could masturbate all night and that blood makes excellent lube and that I didn’t even have to worry about getting bloody handprints on my pants or dripping bloody cum all over my socks as I squatted over them—because I was completely naked! Let freedom ring! So I masturbated all night. Or maybe not. But high times, who knows. Then I showered a lovely sensual shower and was genuinely in love with the world. Because hormones. And automatic cleanup—hooray!

A Flock of Flamingos

Eventually I was ready to rejoin society. I mean, crawl into bed and gobble handfuls of Apple Cinnamon Cheerios and pass out and drool on myself. So I pulled back my pink, flamingo shower curtain (not to be confused with a pink flamingo shower curtain) and reached for the ledge where I had left my menstrual cup, but it was gone! I searched every corner of the shower multiple times. That’s a lot of times when you are high. Then I gave up and tore up the rest of the bathroom. Guys, I knew I hadn’t left the bathroom. And I couldn’t figure out why it would be in any of the nooks and crannies where I looked. Bandaid box? Nope. Nailpolish box? Nope. But I was absolutely baffled as to where it could have disappeared in such a small, contained space. Almost wished I had gotten all Hansel and Gretel and left a trail of blood across my crème brulee and caffe latte plaid floor.
Defeat: I accepted it, and opened the cabinet where my spare menstrual cup and emergency box of tampons were dormant. I licked the rim of the spare cup, reached into my relaxed and easy vagina, and there it was: the original! Fancy to run into you here! Durr. Leaving a trail of breadcrumbs from my vagina to my vagina would have proved fairly useless. Unless I needed a snack.
Well, kids, today we’ve learned that silicone cannot disappear into thin air, but it can disappear into my not-so-cavernous, sex-numb vagina. Abracadabra! Obviously I had put the cup back in directly after getting off, taking advantage of the extra elasticity and lubrication. So, there you have it: the cup was not lost, but forgotten. Let’s say misplaced. Er, properly placed.
THIS IS YOUR VAGINA ON DRUGS! ANY QUESTIONS?

brain on drugs

brain on drugs with side of bacon

brain on tha good shiz, by teenyxvon

FUCK SELF SILLY (March 2014)
It happened to me—again. Except in reverse!
Friday night I stayed out all night doing coke. Which I never ever do. Except like once every three years. My friends didn’t leave ‘til 10 in the mornin’. 10 in the mornin’. So whatcha wanna do? Sheeet, I got a pocket full of rubbers… No. I lay in bed wide awake and restless, slept soundly for an eternity, and woke up at like 8pm then proceeded to be completely useless. I was like, me so horny but me so stationary. So I pulled out my vibrator and tried to get off without moving and without removing my menstrual cup. My greatest accomplishment of the day: making my clit as numb as my nose had been the previous evening. But, hey, one day last week my greatest accomplishment was watching the music video for Sonic Youth’s Bull In The Heather 30+ times! 10. 20. 30. 40. Fuck. This. Shit. I need penetration.
I relocated to the bathroom, where I peed (bowels empty! cocaine purity!), removed my period underwear with 3-inch-thick overnight pad, and hopped into my shower. And by ‘shower,’ I mean ‘sanctuary of pleasure a relief.’ Leaning back on my step stool, I aimed the shower spray at my clit and inserted my silicone husband, Tom. Felt a little dry, which wasn’t a huge shock. Figured my period was over, so spat on Tom directly then squirted a few drops of liquid lube on his head. Sliding right in, he fucked me silly. As he pounded against my cervix, I experienced more pain than normal. That’s to be expected, though, between the bleeding heart tenderness and downright cervical position. NBD: it hurt sooo good!!! I gripped harder and pulled him in closer. As my body met his, I contracted then relaxed like a cockroach going into rigor mortis (literally, “rigidity of death”). By the time I came to, all the life had seeped out of me. I was at peace. Absentmindedly, I stuck in a thumb and pulled out a plum. No, I slid an errant finger in, examined it, and was delighted but bemused to find only wetness, no blood. My period has begun a day late so I wasn’t sure how I felt about it drying up a day early. Should I be concerned? Upon further inspection, AHA! I had left my menstrual cup inside me. Neglected to remove it. In a fit of passion. Drug daze. These are the glory days.
Tracing my finger around the rim, it didn’t budge. Practically fused with my cervix. Effectively turned into a diaphragm—a barrier method. Protecting me from my wildest dreams—of ejaculating dildos, semen seepage. If it weren’t for the little holes around the rim designed for breaking suction, it would be a legit method of birth control. Jammed in, does not dislodge. A friend once told me about how when she got fitted for a diaphragm, the presentation of samples was the most effective birth control. Diaphragms ranged in diameter from that of a menstrual cup to that of a BABY’S HEAD! The good news is that my vagina ain’t no longer a midget. When expanded, it could accommodate a cup and a dildo, though thankfully not a human head.
Never fear. My period was not over. Game onnn.
The next day, when I emptied out my cup and nothing spilled out, I encountered the longest strand of mucusy blood I’ve ever seen. Had to play tug-of-war with it to detach it from me. It was like an endless string of spaghetti or one of those rainbow ribbons that clowns pull out of their mouths. Freed, it was the menstrual version of the cervical mucus I get when ovulating, just as high in spinnbarkeit and even more fun to play with. Wish I had had a camera with me. Contemplated preserving the red rope and hobbling to my bedroom with my pants around my ankles to grab my phone, but didn’t want to leave a Hansel and Gretel trail. Someday.

HUMAN IN PUBLIC (July 2009, March 2010)
I have a policy against wanking in public places, obviously. First of all, public restrooms are gross. Second, you know how it takes people longer to pee if there is someone in the stall next to them? Well, the thought of someone listening and wondering what you are doing in there for so long, or surprising you in the middle, is enough to leave me panic stricken. Lastly, getting off sitting on any toilet is gross for girls because our body parts are in between our legs. If you wanna finger yourself, you have to reach down into to the toilet bowl to get all up in there.
Sometimes I get my period, however, and all bets are off. I used to do editing work and light writing for this guy in his East Village apartment. He trusted me to work on my own time—sometimes at home and sometimes at his place. His landlord had won awards for being the worst ever (I think he had made the Village Voice). They were in the midst of a legal dispute on account of adjusted rent commensurate with health hazardous living conditions. There was some issue with construction that was causing questionable dust (asbestos) to come up through his floorboards and permeate his air. My boss’s temporary remedy was to cover his entire floor with butcher paper. Bathroom included. I admired his aim and that of everyone else who worked at his place. There was not a single drop splattered.
On one fateful day I was getting my period when he asked me if I could stay an hour later than planned. Yes, but I could not imagine making it through another minute without relief. I had sort of been counting down the minutes until I could go home and get off. When he told me he was running to the post office across the street, he’d be back in five, I had no choice but to dismiss myself to the bathroom. So tightly wound, I knew I wouldn’t take long. Thirty seconds after the front door shut, I had already unzipped and begun wanking on the toilet. Not fast enough. Bad position. Wrong angle. I kneeled down in front of the toilet, hovering over my pants, so in the event of any blood or bloody cum drippage, his minimalist floor decorations would not turn into a canvas of kids’ doodles—an amateur Jackson Pollack. On my knees with my thighs pressed together, I came quickly enough so I didn’t look like a flushed mess by the time my boss got back. Sweet, sweet relief.
It’s a slippery slope, that illicit masturbation racket. Fast forward 8 months to the 2010 Eastern Psychological Association conference at the Marriott Brooklyn Bridge. My grad school classmates and I were supposed to meet there on the second day of the conference and have comped dinner in Downtown BK afterwards. The first night I got there late to catch a movie about people with disabilities who struggle to be recognized as sexual beings—Sarah Barton’s Untold Desires (1994). So late there was no one at the registration desk to accept my money; I slipped into the screening room unnoticed. By the time the movie was over, the hotel was desolate. There were few conference attendees who lingered, nevertheless anyone I recognized. And that’s when it happened. I’m not sure if I went to the bathroom with explicit intention or I ended up there, surveyed the scene, and thought ‘scot-freeeee!’ Once I had it in my mind set on it, it didn’t seem like there was any alternative. I couldn’t imagine taking the subway home in my state. I DIDN’T KNOW HOW TO BE HUMAN IN PUBLIC! All signs pointed to my vagina. The bathroom was nice—luxurious. Single stalls with those slatted doors going all the way from floor to ceiling. Private. I leaned back on the toilet, thought of one of my friends, moved my hips back and forth, squeezed my legs together, and rolled into an orgasm. Whew. Done. Didn’t even have to take my cup out or anything. Just sorta jostled it around inside me. Cleaned up; scanned my blank reflection in the mirror; counted myself bright, shiny, and new; emerged gracefully, all tension gone. Felt a little bold, like I could be this calm and composed always. If only all public bathrooms were so lovely.
To be clear, it wasn’t a sexy movie. Certainly not intended to arouse. I mean, there was one MILF I was kinda into, her legs didn’t work and she spoke about how she and her husband accommodated by arranging her in different positions. Which of course led to you picturing her all arranged, spread open—ready. That’s not what got me all worked up, though. I was stricken by period madness. Seriously, sometimes it just seems like all the blood pools in your pants and all your thoughts cluster there. If you could just orgasm, the energy would dissipate and you could move on with the rest of your life. Power to the people! Blood to the brain!
A few months prior, my friend Libby and I had seen Beeswax as part of the Reel Abilities Film Festival (Hey there, Alex Karpovsky).
March 4, 2010

Katie: i think i’m seeing another film about disabled sex tomorrow night. this one probably not quite as hip.
Libby: HAH, how do you find out about these things? Is there a disabled sex mailing list I should join?
Katie: i found out about disabled sex flick #1 from the gender studies listserve, and disabled sex flick #2 is playing at the eastern psychological association convention. so, total coincidence. but if i keep attending these events, people are going to think i have a disability fetish. disabled sex seems to be the topic du jour of indie movies. i don’t tell hipsters what to do with their art.

Guys, I swear I’m not into disabled sex! Though once upon a time I was accused of fucking like a cripple.

I’ve Been Playing With My Creamy Little Cunt All Day And My Clit Is Throbbing For More Wanna Hear Me Squirt Or Lick My Pussy Juice Off My Toy MMMMM I Taste So Yummy!!

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I want you to picture my legs spread open exposing my pretty pussy lips and my swollen creamy clitty, pussy juice glistening as I play with my tiny coco titties. I want you to stroke your cock a faster, but don’t touch the tip. Refrain from touching the head of your cock. That is where my mouth goes.That’s right, my mouth. I am a rock star at sucking hard cocks the boys call me the deep throat specialist so don’t be scared to fuck my mouth deep and hard whores like me love it LOL!!. Close your eyes and just think of me tugging at my chocolate nipples. As i rub my clit with my finger. Bringing me even closer to an orgasm. I want to scream my orgasm out to you while you are on the phone with me. I want to moan and scream your name as I’m squirting pussy juices all over my fingers.I am going to beg you to cum now. You have been masturbating long enough. Building it up long enough. Stroke the head of your cock faster. Twisting your hand, with my spit lubing your hand up. That’s right baby, jerk that cock. Harder and faster baby, i want you to shoot your hot load all over me pretty face. I’m a total cum slut and I love facials giggles. Ready to just let go and have guided masturbation phone sex? I want you to stroke your cock for me, just the way I want you to. I have many ways to guide you so that you can get the perfect explosion when you are all done. You will be craving the sound of my sexy voice every time you get in the mood for hot phone sex. When you get too close,

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 When you call for guided masturbation phone sex you give control to me.  I let you know how and when to stroke your shaft.  I will control the speed the presure, and the pleasure.  You know how much fun we could have with me telling you every move to make.  As you stroke up and down and roll those balls around lightly, my fingers will be busy rubbing and petting my wet pussy.I want you listening to every detail I tell you for fucking your fist.  You can imagine my tight pussy squeezing and milking that cock.  I love to get you so close then making you stop.  I want you  crazed with lust, and balls full of your hot wet load.  Hearing your moans and grunts, as your breathing speeds up will make my pussy leak with sticky wet juice. Guided masturbation phone sex ensures you or I don’t cumm alone:)  Squeeze that hard shaft for me as you take long slow strokes.  My voice alone describing everything to you will have you on edge  very quickly.  So stop seeking your pleasure alone .I can’t get enough of guided masturbation phone sex nothing seems to turns me on more than hearing you stroking your big hard cock. When I can hear your heavy breathing in my ear, it makes my sweet kitty start getting wetter and wetter.  I don’t know why but I always get so hot horny and wet when I talk dirty that I just can’t keep my hands off my clit.I just have to join in on the fun . Let’s explore together while you stroke that cock and get it throbbing hard.  I want to get my panties wet with my juices and sweat grinding my hips up and down, driving that dildo into my warm slit.  Ummmmm, give me everything you have and  I will tell you how to stroke that sausage of yours.  
I want you to get raging hard and then back it down, to make it last longer until I let you explode all of that creamy treat you have all over your stomach.I’m sure stroking your cock is lots of fun but nothing can compare to a hot guided masturbation phone sex session with me. It’s simple.Listen to my instructions carefully. Go get your favorite lube and assume the position.  All you need to cum harder than ever is great listening skills and and a vivid imagination. Imagine my hot wet mouth covering your cock, covering it with saliva. I will take you to oblivion and beyond. I love to hear my callers melt to the sound of my voice as I give them specific instructions on how to stroke their cocks. You ready to cum hard? Have a few minutes to  and feeling horny, but unsure of what you should do?come let this teen slut  take care of your hard dick for you, with a hot guided masturbation phone sex call. No matter what time of the day or night there are lots of girls available to instruct you on how to stroke & tease your cock, tickle your balls, and of course give you a nice cum countdown as well! Call from the home, office, or even your car! Why masturbate alone when you can masturbate with me?  There is nothing better than laying back, legs spread, with the phone to our ears, listening to each other get off… well maybe one thing, hehe… me actually being there with you. But phone sex is the next best thing when we are so far apart from each other, and it is a fuck ton better than masturbating by ourselves. One thing I love, is when a guy calls me wanting to know how to masturbate — meaning he wants me to tell him exactly how to do it, or if I was there with him, how I would do it. Just thinking about getting my hands or mouth on a big hard dick right now is making my clit throb!!!I am soooo in the mood for some guided masturbation phone sex, are you? Call me 
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FTV Keisha (March 2014)

Videographer/Photographer’s Comments: I picked her up the night before from the airport, her arriving from Tampa. In person, she’s a quiet, almost ‘geeky’ girl you’d never think of when seeing her in the porn shoots she’s done. Loves movies, sci-fi, wears big glasses… So she’s one of the few girls I’m shooting who already is a porn star for the last 2 months, and so not a first timer. I was supposed to shoot her early or perhaps first, but was too busy/booked with other shoots that it fell behind several times. Her ongoing popularity on the internet as well as a horde of member requests encouraged me to book her, even after her being a hardcore porn star for a while. She still comes across as natural, down-to-earth, and able to be herself (which is always a fear of mine — that the girl gets too pornified to be shot FTV-style). After feeding her and getting her comfy that night (and seeing what she brought with her), we start first thing in the morning. With adult talent agents, me & the model don’t get to communicate and prep before the shoot (unlike most of my first time shoots where I answer their queries directly) so the problem always is if she even knows what she’s shooting, and what to bring. The last clip is an outtake of that night, where you can see a more ‘diminutive’ kind of personality and her in her ‘normal’ wear as she arrived from the airport. On the next morning, I pick out one of her cute dresses, and decide to take the plunge and shoot at a very risky open mall location. We start with flashes and upskirt teases, to eventually her masturbating with a vibrator. Timing was perfect — as we finished shooting the photo & video, walking back to the car — two security guards were bee lining to the location we were shooting. It was pretty obvious what we were doing. She was both nervous and excited to experience public nudity for the first time. Back home, I have her try the pink vibrator, which gets her close to orgasm, but wasn’t ideal. She then tried two other vibrators before settling on the vintage vibrator, which ends up bringing her to a very strong orgasm with strong vaginal contractions. Notice the milky juices that flowed both at the mall and during masturbation, as well as how her toes curl up. She’s got pretty petite private parts, and a small clit which we gets close-ups of, as well as four finger stuffing. I noticed a bit of unshaved pubic hair, wanted her to do a little shaving shoot, but she was too shy to do it on camera. Then going kinky she takes her shoe heel and stuffs it deep to its base! We then go for a lunch, which ends up becoming a topless interview, with more flashing around the area (and getting spotted countless times).
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The Weird, Weird West

In another forum, a long-time friend of mine had shared something which others and I found curious… to say the least.
It is the following “news” item.
My thoughts on that item follow.

Boulder is now the clit tickling capitol of the world

Boulder is now the clit tickling capitol of the world

Along with Bikram Yoga, rock climbing during the winter, and guzzling kombucha from biodegradable, BPA-free, fair-trade beer bongs, Boulder residents can now add having 15-minute long orgasms with 20 strangers to their list of pre-dawn activities.
Orgasmic Meditation, or OM, is a not so new, nor surprising, trend in meditation focused on manual clitoral stimulation. Although we could have told you that rubbing the clitoris results in reduced stress and overall life happiness, the folks at TurnON Colorado have successfully turned finger banging into a structured meditation practice, complete with training sessions for beginners and “Master Stroker” status for those who’ve mastered the art of clitoral orgasm.
How does this work you ask? It’s simple, meet up with a TurnON group, find a partner and make a “nest” of bedding to comfortably lie in. Now take your pants off. Only your pants though, they don’t want you to get the wrong impression here. The stroker sets a timer for 15 minutes, lies you down in your nest, and gets to it. After the timer buzzes the partners have a meaningful discussion about the orgasm achieved. Then it’s pants-on time and you’re off to walk your allergy-free dog or hit up Whole Foods for some quinoa. No walk of shame, no post-coital phone call required.

The “nest”: where the magic happens.

This spiritual sex act got it’s start in San Francisco, big surprise, and is working on making Boulder its bitch. There are more than 400 officially trained strokers here in town, and the sessions, held every Wednesday morning, are regularly attended by about 20 or more people.  So next time you’re feeling a bit anxious you can rest assured that some stranger is willing to rub it out for you in a room full of moaning women you’ve never met and will now awkwardly avoid when you see in the grocery store.
Now that the female orgasm is being taken care of, the next order of business is to start a mediation group centered around fellatio. So we can all get our heads right.

http://www.therooster.com/blog/boulder-now-clit-tickling-capitol-world



My opinion:
“Now that the female orgasm is being taken care of, the next order of business is to start a mediation group centered around fellatio. So we can all get our heads right.”
Heads up! (Or down, as the case may be.)
Considering further, it bespeaks loudly of the obviously absent.
This is substantially amazing in ours, a sexually-embellished, and orgasmically-liberated society in which we claim ‘No Orgasm Left Behind.’
I write in reference to the Heterocentric, Sexually Oppressed White Woman.
Why are they so hung up?
Where are our women of color – the Hispanic women, the Black Women, the Asian women?
Where are our ethnic lesbians?
In that video, we see our apron-wearing, child-bearing, Bible-thumping, dry-humping Southern Baptist/Church of Christ Protestant-work-ethic Anglo women.
Why, of course they are!
They’re otherwise, inorgasmic – emotionally incapable of deeply intimate orgasmic pleasure… or else they would have no need of someone not their spouse/lover to give rise to their erotic sensitivities.
They’re so inorgasmic and guilt-laden, that they cannot even bring themselves to climax via masturbation.
This is merely a throw-back to the era in which “hysterical” women would go to a physician, who would, in their offices – using a vibrator – induce mind-blowing, toe-curling, full-throated, orgasms, and call it “therapy.”
More than anything, this video reinforces the persisting ‘stereotype’ of Eurocentric White women whom are incapable of – at the most intimate level – achieving/obtaining – sexual pleasure from those with whom they purport to have an intimate relationship.
In essence, it exposes the fraud of their intimacy, and their incapability – not of men.
The ‘Sexual Revolution’ is over.
Viva la sexual revolution!
(Is that hypocrisy I smell cooking?)

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Cliteracy – Some Good Information

Good to know. :) Or rather, have written out. I could have told researchers a lot of this years ago. ;)—Today, nothing should be revolutionary or subversive about ladies’ lady parts. But ask most women, let alone men, about that cute little button scientists call the clitoris, and you’re likely to hear ridiculous references to things like “flicking the bean” or inaccurate male-centric comparisons to penises (only “smaller”). In reality, that so-called little bean is just the tip of the iceberg.
Increasing knowledge about the clitoris isn’t just some nerdy feminist endeavor; it’s a crucial cog in the pursuit for women’s equality. We live in a world where women’s bodies are constantly hyper-sexualized and objectified, yet 1 in 3 women have trouble reaching orgasm. This isn’t a biological problem. It’s a cultural, and thus psychological, problem. Though Millennials are often berated for being too sexually liberal (“gasp — hookup culture!”), we need to challenge ourselves to be even more sexually adventurous and open-minded.
So, in the hopes of helping us all become more cliterate (myself included), here are 21 things you probably didn’t know about the female sex organ.

1. Clits Just Wanna Have Fun!

The clitoris is the only human organ that exists solely for pleasure (unlike the penis, which has a reproductive purpose).

2. They Get Hard.

The clitoris is made up of erectile tissue that becomes erect during sexual stimulation and relaxed after orgasm.

3. They Can Go It Alone.

50-75% of women reach the big “O” through clitoral stimulation, with or without the addition of vaginal intercourse.
4. They’re Like Fine Wine.

Not only does the clitoris never deteriorate, but it actually gets bigger with age! At the end of puberty, a girl’s clitoris has nearly doubled in size. By the time a woman is 32 years old, her clitoris is almost four times larger than it was at puberty. And it just keeps growing. After menopause, the clitoris is about seven times larger than it was at birth! This might be why so many older women report having hot sex.
5. They Have Multiple Erogenous Zones.

Besides the tip of the clitoris (or C-spot), a woman has three other erogenous zones inside and around the vagina that connect with and stimulate the clitoris. These include the infamous G-spot and the lesser known A and U-spots (I’ll leave to you to figure out which is which).
6. The Ancients Knew How to Appreciate Them.

Chinese Taoists sexplorers fondly nicknamed the G-spot the “black pearl.”

7. Pandas Have Them Too!

Clitorises are present in all female mammals (and almost exclusively found in the class Mammalia). The largest clitoris on record belongs to the hyena who gives birth, urinates, and orgasm all via the clit!

8. They’re Just the Tip of the Iceberg.

Most (about three-fourths) of the clitoris is hidden from sight; the majority of is actually internal.

9. They’re Much Bigger Than You Think.

The clitoris is much larger than you think! On average, the female sex organ is 3.5 to 5 inches long and 2.5 inches wide.

10. … But Their Size Doesn’t Matter.

A woman’s ability to orgasm (and its intensity) has nothing to do with the shape, size, or color her clit.

11. They’re Not a “Bean.”

The external part of the clitoris that we see (the “bean,” as its frequently called) is actually referred to as the glans. This part of the clitoris has over 8,000 nerve endings on it — twice as many as that of the average penis.

12. Freud Was Wrong About Them.

The 8,000 nerve endings on the glans communicate with and connect to a network of 15,000 more that service the entire pelvic region. This means that, contrary to Sigmund Freud’s theory that clitoral orgasms are inferior to their vaginal counterparts — technically all orgasms are clitoral, even “vaginal” ones.

13. They Hug You (Below the Surface)

The rest of the clitoris is internal and connected to the glans by an internal shaft known as the corpora cavernosum. The corpora cavernosum is made up of a pair of spongy erectile tissue structures that, when erect, wrap around and squeezes on the sides of the vagina like they’re giving it a hug. Awwwww!

14. They’re Great for Making Wishes.

From there, the corpora cavernosum extends further and branches off into two wings known as the crura (“crus” singular), creating a wishbone-like structure. When stimulated, these “wings” fill with blood and go from pointing towards the hips to stretching straight back towards the spine.

15. They’re All About a Great Escape.

Underneath the crura on either side of the vaginal opening are the clitoral vestibules, also known as the vestibular bulbs. These sac-like erectile tissue structures lie internally just beneath the labia majora. Like the corpora cavernosa, they too become engorged with blood during arousal; this cuffs the vaginal opening, increases tightness, and pushes the vulva outward.  The blood becomes trapped, causing erection of the clitoris. Upon orgasm the blood is released into the circulatory system by orgasmic spasms.

16. They’ve Been Lost – and Found – Many Times.

The clitoris has been being “discovered” and “lost” for centuries. In 1559, Italian anatomist Realdo Colombo claimed to have discovered the clitoris. It was then “rediscovered” by Kinsey in the 1950s and Masters and Johnson in the 1960s, who recognized its importance in helping women achieve orgasm (much to the surprise of women everywhere).

17. Their Complete Anatomy Wasn’t Revealed Until the Late 90s.

It wasn’t until a 1998, when Australian urologist Helen O’Connell conducted MRI studies on female volunteers, that the complete anatomy of the female clitoris was understood and seen!

18. You Can Now See Them In 3D.

Less than four years ago, French researchers Dr. Odile Buisson and Dr. Pierre Foldès created the first complete 3-D sonography of the stimulated clitoris with little funding.

19. Academia Was (and Is) Clueless About Them.

Most textbooks, especially those published pre-1998, have been severly lacking accurate representations of the clitoris – opting instead to illustrate it as only its glans (external part). In reality, the volume of clitoral erectile tissue is ten times greater than that which has been frequently shown in doctors’ offices and in anatomy text books.

20. Pornography Gets Them Totally Wrong.

The majority of pornography portrays clitoral action as only a means of foreplay or an afterthought, rather than the primary way to achieve female orgasm and an integral part of intercourse.

21. They Help Women Come Quick!

Contrary to popular belief, women do actually not take longer to orgasm than men (when you know what you’re doing, that is). The majority of the women in Kinsey’s study came via masturbation within four minutes — a similar time to that of the men he studied.
_____________EDIT: I also found this good site: After Dinner Party.

History of Strap-Ons Around the World

Photo by: Jon Olav Eikenes
It’s hard to find a good man. It’s also good to find a hard man. When neither was within grasp, various cultures around the world learned how to deal with the flaccid situation in their own interesting ways. Down to get the friction on?
Long & Strong

Photo by: gruntzooki
What makes a great dildo? Length and strength–basically, the ability to poke deep into tight and wet crevices without crumbling or breaking. Sounds easy, but when our ancestors first started dabbling in sex toy manufacturing, they tried all sorts of materials for the task: stone, wood, glass, tar and even breadsticks were contenders. The earliest dildo was a polished siltstone structure in perfect cock form, and dates back 28,000 years to the German region of Swabia. Since then, our technology has gotten more sophisticated, and so have the things that we fiddle with.
OTP Fun Fact: The breadstick boners were known as olisbokollikes, and were used by the sex-positive ancient Greeks. Sounds like a fast recipe for a yeast infection.
Goin’ Greek

Photo by: Bibi Saint-Pol
Lovers of food and sex, the Greeks took their playtime breadsticks and doused them in olive oil to help lube through their bits. They shamelessly inserted dick jokes into their comedies and used images of swinging man meat to decorate everything from vases to paintings and sculptures. Female masturbation was such a normal part of Greek life that stone schlongs were sold on the streets. Before they’d head off to war, Greek men would give these schlongs to their wives to prevent hysteria, the (now known to be bogus) condition which supposedly resulted from a wayward womb.
Good Vibrations

Photo by: Keith Schengili-Roberts
Legend claims that Egyptian Queen Cleopatra dreamed up the world’s first vibrator by corralling pissed-off bees into a hollow gourd. The bees’ frenzied buzzing would set the gourd a-shakin’, and then the lady would start trembling in pleasure once she pressed it to her parts. Old Cleo really deserves props for her inventiveness–it really takes a stroke of genius to think of a sexy use for angry bees.
Chinese Philosophies

Photo by: Chang We-Che’ng
Back in 15th-century China (way before Viagra days), men couldn’t keep up with pleasuring all their concubines. These gals would get fancy schmancy dongs made of lacquered wood, cast bronze, glass, ivory or jade. Ladies were encouraged to pleasure themselves as often as they wanted, since they were believed to have an infinite supply of yin energy. A man’s yang, on the other hand, was limited, and so smacking your wang too much was thought to cause death. Always keep your mojo levels in check.
High-Tech Hanky-Panky

Photo by: Tom Raftery
These days, we don’t fuck with stones to get our rocks off. The 20th century saw synthetic materials, advanced technologies, and perverted imaginations collaborate to create the sex sticks of your wildest dreams. The OhMiBod, for instance, can be hooked up to an iPod so you can come along to your favorite guitar licks (or crysturbate to Celine Dion). Kandi Kisses is another techie pocket rocket, and it looks like a tube of lipstick (perfect for those last-minute, mobile masturbation situations), plus it’s USB-rechargeable. Remote-operated vibrators exist so you can crank up the speed and intensity at just the right moment, and there are even suction-cup ballsack dildos that free your hands for the things that they’re supposed to do in the shower.
Going At It Like Rabbits

Photo by: twicepix
The Jack Rabbit has earned its place in the sex toy hall of fame for its one-two punch of internal and external pleasures–even when it’s crammed inside, an additional stimulator on the shaft’s outside will keep your clit involved in the action. The Rabbit made vibrators mainstream: it starred in an episode of Sex and the City and was endorsed by Eva Longoria and even Oprah Winfrey. Finally, a vibrator modeled on a sweet woodland creature.
Bling For Your Thing

Photo by: cornelianesseth
For people with unlimited funds to spend on feel-and-squeal accessories, a luxury-product designer rolled out a hunk of platinum into a hot-dog shape, slapped on some bling and stamped a million dollar price tag on it. The Pearl Royal may be the most expensive orgasm in the game, but this bad boy is the tricked-out Cadillac of dildos and it is even sold with an accompanying pearl necklace (filthy minds everywhere will appreciate that little innuendo). It’s so flashy we’d almost feel bad about wedging it in our junk–almost.
Whether embraced openly or whispered about behind closed doors, strap-ons have been spicing up sex since the days of rubbing sticks for fire. The next time you’re traveling, take some time to dig into the local sex culture, and show some damn appreciation for growing up in this golden age of masturbation.

Female domination… it’s not just for the submissive males.

It may surprise (or may not) many of my blog readers and masturbation pets to know that it is not only submissive males that enjoy being dominated by cock control females, but dominant men enjoy it as well.  And I must admit, as much as I love taking control over a trembling, submissive bottom, I think I love dominating strong-willed men even more.
As many of my stroker boys know, I am a Mistress who loves her toys.  And by ‘toys’, I mean the rubber, plastic, vibrating and battery-operated ones. And since my pets know I love my toys, they enjoy bestowing upon me the most pleasurable gifts… like the lovely package I received recently, full of delightful clit-ticklers, vibrating cock rings, and attachments for my most favorite pussy pleaser… my Hitachi Magic Wand.
I decided to break in this new box of orgasmic bliss over the weekend with one of my favorite fuck-buddies… a very well-hung, dominant bull who loves it when I take control over his cock.  I have a special contraption I love to put him in… it is a straight aluminum bar, specially altered just for my fucking pleasure.  It goes straight across behind his neck, with loops of cord to tie his wrists to the bar. Another cord fastens across the neck (loosely enough to not choke, but firm enough that the head can’t be lifted).  This very effectively restricts movement of the upper body, and makes it so that he cannot use his hands at all.  Then, I have a spreader bar that I use to restrict his legs… spreading them apart and tying his ankles to the bar in the same fashion as I did his wrists.
Now that I have him completely helpless, he is at my mercy… and fully under my control.  This is when I enjoy hours of pleasure teasing his cock…  I have quite the collection of pocket pussies, masturbators, anal plugs and dildos, and of course my Hitachi Magic Wand and all of it’s attachments.  I will use one after another… stroking his huge hard cock with a Fleshlight, getting him right to the edge, and then switching toys… perhaps fucking him in the ass with a nice 8″ purple vibrating dildo, or using my Hitachi with the “Gee Whiz” attachment in his tight ass, right on the prostate.  I’ll slide a steel cock ring down around the base of his cock and balls, making it even harder and that head fuller… big and purple is how I like it.  Then, I’ll stroke his cock and give him a ruined orgasm (or two), making him beg me to allow him a full release. When my pussy gets wet enough that I just have to have that big cock, I’ll straddle him and ride him until my pussy cums all over him, my juices running down his balls… and then I’ll slide off again and tease it some more.  I’ll straddle his face, making him worship my wet cunt by licking up the mess he’s helped make.  Then I’ll ride his cock again.  Once I’ve had my full fun using him for my pleasure, making him beg me for release and ruining an orgasm (or two), then I’ll let him cum hard and strong, and I enjoy watching his face as he finally gets the release he has been craving.  And, if I’m feeling particularly devious, I may leave him tied up and do it all over again.
It shouldn’t be too hard to understand why a dominant man would let me tie him up and tease him like that.  After all, would YOU say ‘no’ to me?
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