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What to Take With You on a Trip: Your Intimate Bag
Are you planning to go on a trip? It doesn't matter whether it's for a vacation or work-related. Some unwinding will be necessary to keep you relaxed and at your best, and what better way like some sexual pleasure. More than often, we find ourselves ready to get to doing it, but our unpreparedness tends to ruin the moment. Or a situation where you're doing it and the condom dries up. Of course, you'll need a lubricant for condom for a better experience. The majority of us can relate to such situations of being caught off-guard and how up to date we are still cursing that moment. Well, we want to help you prevent that from ever happening again unless it's unavoidable.
By Melissa Tilghman6 years ago in Filthy
The Case for Female Masturbation
The media often talks about men pleasuring themselves – by which I mean there’s a lot of jokes made about masturbation and genitalia, but only for men. This is because there are a lot of men in the media, they are all over television shows, movies, politics. Sure, there have been improvements over the years, but we still have a lot of work to do. That said, when remarks about the area between one’s legs are made, they are often about men, and not about men. In fact, the closest thing to comments being made about female genitals is a John Oliver sketch featuring his Catheter Cowboy saying, “and that little feller there is what we call the clitoris,” mispronouncing that final word.
By A. Alexis Kreiser6 years ago in Filthy
Honey in the Bum?
Whenever my wife feels like I’m asking for too much, she turns to me and asks if I want honey in the bum too? Before I met her, I’d never heard anyone say that. She claimed it was a popular expression in Poland though, that it was totally normal.
By Dark Cherry Collective6 years ago in Filthy
Lessons Learned
When we are moved to such a state of hysteria so as to conclude we are “in love”, can we ever really know the true object of our affection? Is it really her? Or him? Or is it the person we become in their presence that leads us to feel that we “love” them? If that is the case, is it fair to say that we only ever really love ourselves? Though I have thought about this far too much, I doubt I'll ever reach a conclusion. It seems to be a question without an answer.
By Heather Richmond6 years ago in Filthy
