Thursday, 28 June 2007
| 12:00 am
| Culture
We talk a lot about The First Time. As a society we’re a little bit fixated on it. Losing your virginity, and the person you lost it with — it’s a rite of passage that we’ve made important to the point of making it a fetish.
But as rites of passage go, the loss of virginity can be dicey. It was for me, anyway. Sure it was important; but it was also awkward, depressing, and anticlimactic. Emphasis on the “anticlimactic.”
And I think that experience is not uncommon.
So I want to talk about something else. I don’t want to talk about the first person I had sex with
I want to talk about the first person I had good sex with.
And on the wild off-chance that he’s reading this, I want to say Thank you.
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Dear Blowfish,
What’s the difference between using dildo for anal play with a man and using a butt plug/vibrator? Can one use a dildo, or is the shape/size not as ideal?
That’s a great question. There are a lot of ass toys out there and they come in lots of different shapes these day, bound to confuse and overwhelm customers who just want to play with something in their ass and get off already. In short, you can put anything up you ass that feels good, be it in the shape of a dildo, a plug, beads, arrows or whatever, whether it vibrates, shakes, buzzes, just sits there, or whips up a tasty mug of Earl Gray after you’ve finished. So where does that leave us?
If you like the idea of a dildo being in your butt (many folks do), you might very well like the sensation of a dildo being in your butt. Most anal dildos are shaft-like and smooth so they slip in fairly easily and can be thrusted in and out without putting heavy stress on the sphincter (read: asshole) itself. Generally anal dildos are thinner than vaginal dildos, at least when people are starting out playing (they often work up to fatter dildos over time), are longer that 5″ (so you can get it in and hold onto it), and a “flange” base so it can’t accidentally slip in too far, and are ideally made of out a non-porous material so they can be cleaned thoroughly after use (silicone works great!). An ideal choice for someone getting started may be the Smoothie (which has a small vibe for added buzz) or the Mistress.
Other people prefer the feeling of a plug that goes in and stays put (the Ace Silicone Butt-Plug is a good starter choice, the Tristan Silicone Butt-Plug for something more penis-sized), giving the feeling that something is taking up space but without all the friction.
Other people like beads for their open and close sensations, making the sphincter relax and tighten over and over again. We think the Ripple is an excellent starter silicone strand of beads, and for something even more basic, the Grapes of Grapes of Writhe are a jelly alternative.
In all of these cases, some people like a bit of vibration to intensify the sensations, others don’t. As with most sex toys, trust your gut. When that fails, trial and error! If you can already put a finger or two in your bottom, check for toys in the 1″ to 1-1/4″ range. If you like two or three fingers, you are likely to get more stimulation from toys 1-1/2″ thick.
This is just a basic overview of some of the options available to you. For more complete coverage, check out our Anal Sex Guide page.
Happy playing!
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Wednesday, 27 June 2007
| 12:14 pm
| Toys
Once upon a time we sold a wonderful remote-controlled vibrator that we found by accident through a distributor who, incidentally, ordered the toy by accident. Go figure. The Dreamboat Remote Controlled Vibrator was an instant hit with the Blowfishies and we spent many a podcast/ business meeting turning on the toy from across the warehouse when anyone stopped to pick it up. Much hilarity ensued.
One day, we went to order our beloved Dreamboat vibe and, lo and behold, no one had them. As quickly as they fell into our, er, laps, they were stolen away. We cried bitter Blowfishie tears and went back to looking for new, better, remote-controlled toys (rather unsuccessfully, might I add).
Well, in theme with the “here one minute, gone the next” nature of some of our favorite playthings, the Dreamboat is back! The remote is just as good as it ever was, working from across the warehouse and over 80 feet away, and the cute design is identical to its previous one. We’re told that we should be able to get the Dreamboat consistently from here on out, but then, we were told that before. Take our advice: there is no time to get one like the present. If you’ve been looking for a remote-controlled device that really works, your ship has finally come in.
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Wednesday, 27 June 2007
| 12:14 pm
| Toys
Ahh, flowers. The gift of love. Why flowers were chosen as the token of affection is somewhat beyond me as said token has about three or four good days of blossoming before wilting into a sad, twisted poesy of brown compost. I think a flowering plant with roots still attached is far more thoughtful gift and a better metaphor for enduring romance, but then, who wants to water a love present? The solution is clear: Get her the Water Lily Vibrator instead of a cheesy bouquet and watch her passion burst into full bloom.
This soft, waterproof vibe is cup-shaped just like the Calla Lily for which it is named. Designed so the rim of the flower titillates all around her clitoris without putting direct contact on her clit, the Water Lily is a fluttery, teasing pleasure. Our tester liked the sensation of being touched all around her pussy at once almost as much as she liked resting just the tip of the petals on her clit and letting the focused sensations work their magic. The Water Lily is so quiet you can probably use it 5 feet from a parter and they will have no idea, unless of course your thrashing around will give you away. A great first-time outtie vibe for women who’ve never played with toys before or for women who like their vibrations less intense or direct than hard-material toys. We also think this could be a great head-vibe for men who want to try something a little different on their own bulging stamen. Better yet, she’ll never suspect the little pink toy you bought for her is something you can borrow when she’s out running errands.
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Wednesday, 27 June 2007
| 12:13 pm
| Comix
About a month ago I brought on Room Mates Vol. 1 and talked about how I never dated my roommate’s friends. Well, things heat up even more in Room Mates Vol. 2, and it makes me wonder what would have happened if I’d gone spelunking in my roommate’s bedroom late at night, mmmm . . . Ahem, where was I? Ah, yes. Aside from some intra-roommate mating habits, Room Mates, Vol. 2 has the male roomie, Sebastian, fucking lots and lots of other girls — and pretty much all of them up the butt (whether they want it or not; don’t worry, it’s a theme in the comic and therefore ART, right?). And Teresa gets some girl-on-girl action as well. Overall, I think this one’s a tad bit hotter than the first. Just don’t leave it on the coffee table unless you want your roommates to think you’re hinting at taking things to the next level.
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Wednesday, 27 June 2007
| 12:13 pm
| Videos
It’s a BDSM movie — for couples! It seems like that should be a strange hybrid, but the combination of slow-motion effects, occasional soft-focus shots, classy lingerie, and high-definition video with (light) BDSM actually works beautifully. The cool austere loveliness of Jana Cova helps, and the elements of bondage don’t seem forced or silly or overly hardcore — they come across more as the sort of thing longtime lovers would try to spice things up, trying out some cuffs, a little rope, a leash and collar, maybe a paddle. It all looks very natural. The boy-girl scenes are all good, and the girl-girl scenes are mostly wonderful, too, though one (with Jana Cova, and Holly Morgan as her whipping girl) ends a bit abruptly; I guess after you’ve masturbated with the end of a bullwhip, there’s nowhere left to go. If that’s my only complaint, though, you know it’s a good movie. There are lots of other high points — for instance, what’s better than one girl tied up? Two girls tied together! Jana binds up Charlie Laine and Karlie Montana back-to-back and teases them orally with a strap-on, and it’s a thing of beauty to behold (the editing in that scene is really good too, if you’re the type to notice that kind of thing).
The classical(ish) music track was occasionally a bit tedious, and it got me daydreaming about amusing ways to score a porn film (a group anal sex scene to the tune of “Ride of the Valkyries”? A BDSM scene where the dom enters to “The Imperial March,” Darth Vader’s theme from the John Williams score of Star Wars: Episode IV: A New Hope?), but it mostly faded into the background. The adorable Kinzie Kenner has a nice scene with Jean Val Jean, and the only time I wished for a vocal track was when she started laughing during their foreplay; it would have been nice to hear that. My favorite scene has Lela Starr as a naughty maid, shirking her work and putting her feet up on a coffee table (which happens to be made of a naked girl on all fours with a pane of glass on her back; oddly, that girl never joined in, and I’m beginning to wonder if she was actually carved out of wood or something). Lela gets caught by the man of the house and properly chastised, though she doesn’t seem to mind a bit. There’s none of the deadly seriousness you sometimes find in BDSM films, and everyone seems to be having a great time. Try it. You’ll probably have a great time too.
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Wednesday, 27 June 2007
| 12:12 pm
| Fishnet
“Duet for Violin and Dancer,” by Teresa Noelle Roberts.
I came out of it doing a shoulder shimmy—and violated everything I’d learned about good taste by shaking my cleavage and about ten pounds of beaded fringe directly at Tony before I spun back to the audience. Although the highly structured bra top held my breasts firmly in place, my heated nipples brushed slightly against the soft flannel lining, galvanizing my attention.
Read “Duet for Violin and Dancer” in Fishnet, Blowfish’s always-free journal of erotica.
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I’m not Catholic. I grew up in eastern North Carolina, in Southern Baptist territory. (I’m not Southern Baptist either, but that’s another subject.) I had one Catholic friend, so Catholics were around, but growing up I never really saw a priest, and I certainly never saw any nuns. So, I must confess, I don’t really get the whole nun fetish thing. I mean, in theory, I understand — the mix of repression, forbidden ideas, childhood conditioning, desire to tweak the establishment, etc. etc., but on a personal level, I don’t get it. Still, the sexual nun thing is clearly a subject with broad appeal, and I’m always happy to expand my own personal boundaries, so here are a few choice links on the subject.
First, as a Californian who lives right across the bay from San Francisco, I’ve had a few opportunities to see The Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence in action, and they make a memorable impression. These “21st century nuns” are mostly gay men who appear in full nun’s habits (occasionally made of, say, rubber), but they’re interested in more than just shock value; they’re serious about doing good works, and are dedicated activists on subjects including AIDS research and equal rights for queers of all descriptions, and they’ve “sainted” many people who’ve contributed to gay rights causes. Plus, one time they exorcised a Pope for saying nasty things about homosexuals, and how cool is that? Founded in San Francisco, they now have chapters all over the world.
Moving on to matters of actual, that is to say, Catholic, nuns, there’s been a little controversy recently regarding some newly-published poems by Nobel laureate Juan Ramón Jiménez — specifically poems that describe his erotic involvement (real or imagined, it’s not quite clear) with some Spanish nuns. The Guardian has an article on the subject, and the upshot is that the Sisters of the Holy Rosary are protesting the publication. Here’s a bit from one of the poems in question: “Sister Pilar, are your eyes still so black? / And your mouth so fresh and red? / And your breasts . . .? How are they?” Seems like a fair question. How are they?
That’s all very well, but I know, you want the smut. Well, we’ve got the smut. Try out Nunsploitation.net, the one-stop site for all your nunsploitation needs, including an extensive list of sexy nun movies, nun-related erotica, the occasional nun joke, and so on.
If that’s still a little too meta for you, all right, I relent. I give you EroticNuns.com. Erotic nun pictures. Japanese bondage nuns. “Real” ex-nuns in the nude. Dirty cartoon nuns. Hardcore nuns. Naked wrestling nuns. It’s nuntastic. It’s nunbelievable. I’ll stop making nun puns now. Y’all have fun fingering your rosaries.
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Blowfish urges everyone reading this to support the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund, and help with their defense of Gordon Lee:
For nearly three years the Fund has defended Georgia retailer Gordon Lee, seeing him through multiple arraignments and procedures, and racking up $80,000 in legal bills. The charges stem from a Halloween 2004 incident in which Lee handed out, among other free comics, an anthology featuring an excerpt from the critically acclaimed graphic novel The Salon. The segment depicted a historically accurate meeting between 20th Century art icons Georges Braque and Pablo Picasso, the latter depicted in the nude. It was a harmless sequence, no more explicit than the nudity displayed in the award winning Watchmen. Yet because the title found its way into the hands of a minor, Floyd County prosecutors hit Lee with two felony counts and five misdemeanors. The Fund eventually knocked out most of the charges, but must now defeat the two remaining misdemeanor counts of Distribution of Harmful to Minors Material, each carrying a penalty of up to one year in prison and up to $1,000 in fines.
This link has information about the case and the CBLDF. For the months of June and July, Blowfish will donate 10% of the price of all comics sold to the CBLDF.
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Thursday, 21 June 2007
| 12:00 am
| Culture
Christian spanking porn. Not three words I ever expected to string together.
But that’s what this is. It’s not what the creators call it — but there’s no question in my mind, that’s what it is.
And I’m finding it deeply weird.
Let me explain. There’s a subset of spanking fans who are into “domestic discipline.” In domestic discipline, spankings aren’t just hot sex play: they’re used by one partner to punish the other for actual misdeeds (as opposed to fantasy role-play misdeeds). DD relationships can be hetero, lesbian, or gay, and in hetero ones either the man or the woman can wield the authority and the hairbrush. (In some DD relationships, both partners can punish each other.)
Christian Domestic Discipline is a subset of this subset. A CDD marriage is “set up according to Biblical standards; that is, the husband is the authority in the household. The wife is submissive to her husband as is fit in the Lord and her husband loves her as himself . . . He has the authority to spank his wife for punishment . . .” Etc.
There are, of course, websites. And this website (apparently the main one) has advice, information . . . and spanking fiction.
“Romances,” with spankings at the core, labeled for sale by how heavy the spankings are (”contains moderate spanking,” “moderate to slightly severe spanking,” “the spanking in this novel is very mild”).
In other words — spanking porn.
And it creeps me out.
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Dear Blowfish,
Do you carry any bath toys? Vibrators that are waterproof? I love to use them in the bath, not just the shower.
Truly waterproof toys are difficult to come by as sealing the motors for underwater use isn’t as easy as making them “splash proof” for safe shower play. The best waterproof vibes we know of are the Panthere/LeLynx vibes, very high-tech all metal vibes built to work just about anywhere, even at the bottom of a jacuzzi. We love them to pieces, but they are on the more expensive side. We also carry the Fukuoku Massage Glove that is designed to be worn over your hand and make your fingers vibrate. The whole glove can be submerged into the bath safely. You could also check out the I Rub My ___ line of toys, starting with the I Rub My Duckie. These are intended for bath time play and might give you that extra vibration you’re looking for!
Happy playing!
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Wednesday, 20 June 2007
| 8:00 pm
| Toys
It’s always a toss up which bondage implement I choose when tying my partner up to the bedposts (or the ottoman or the dishwasher or . . .). Is it a cuff night, one where I want her to feel like she’s caught helplessly in a bubble of suspension? Or is it a night when I want her to feel the web she’s tangled up in, in which case my twitchy fingers would grab for rope. It’d be nice if I could find comfortable bondage cuffs that also bite enough that my restrained lover knows her place. Enter the Hardcore Leather Cuffs into my scene, bringing the best of both worlds to my playtime.
If you want black leather, fuzzy linings, and easy hook-up D-ring convenience, these cuffs fit the bill. If you also want seriously tough equipment, firm leather, and unyielding strength, you’ll be pleased to know the Hardcore Cuffs are as sturdy as they are sensual. A bit larger than the average cuff, these will likely fit your wrists as well as your ankles. All the better to have a matching set, no? We got a limited number of these cuffs and are thrilled to offer them at a totally affordable price. Get ‘em while we’ve got ‘em!
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Wednesday, 20 June 2007
| 7:59 pm
| Toys
Uncork your pleasure with the Asscrew Acrylic Plunger, the most intricate, intense acrylic butt toy we’ve ever seen. Three arrowhead-like bloops sit one atop another in this cork-screw-like device, each poised to open you up like that vintage bottle of wine in your cellar that’s been begging to be consumed. Each bloop begins with a tapered nose so, despite the filling 1-1/2″ diameter of the bulbs, it pushes into your cave, (or as the Spanish would say “Cava”), with relative ease. The spiffy handle is easy to grab from any angle, so you can do yourself or your lover with equal gusto. Seamless, lavender acrylic makes one heck of a beautiful, smooth sliding toy. One tester even commented, “You ain’t never stomped grapes like these!” While we aren’t in the practice of much ass-to-grape smashing, we concur that the Asscrew is ripe for the plucking and ready to be savored, no decanting required.
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Wednesday, 20 June 2007
| 7:59 pm
| Books
No brand-spanking-new books this week, so I thought I’d take the opportunity to direct your attention to some wonderful books that have recently been deeply discounted and moved to our clearance page. Get ‘em before they’re gone for good!
First up, we have Erotic by Nature, an out-of-print picture book edited by fabulous photographer David Steinberg. Explicit without being tawdry, this extensive collection of erotic photography features pictures by and of women and men, hetero, bi and gay folks alike. These sweet and lovely pictures make it a beautiful book for your coffee table without being sugary or boring. A real celebration of the variety and possibility of sex and eroticism. We like it a lot, so get it before it’s gone for good.
If Erotic by Nature sounds too tame for the likes of your coffee table (and if so, we’d like to come over for a cuppa soon, please!), you might try Gary Schneider: Nudes. This is definitely the most unusual book of nudes we have ever ever seen. Put it on your coffee table and people will stare and ask tentative questions that can only be answered by the Notes and Thanks page in the back of the book. Unique, subtle, emotional and occasionally disturbing, this is one coffee table book that will definitely get your guests talking.
And, finally, if you’re just looking for some laughs, check out The Wonderful World of Bill Ward, King of the Glamour Girls. Bill Ward was a cartoonist from approximately the 1940’s through the 1970’s who was known for one particular theme: A single-panel comic with an impossibly large-breasted, wasp-waisted young woman in a highly suggestive situation, usually with a single-line caption dripping with innuendo. Let’s just say that this book is about as far from politically-correct as it is possible to be and yet is still a fun, sexy, and (almost) wholesome look at the days when simply the presence of an attractive woman was insanely erotic.
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Wednesday, 20 June 2007
| 7:58 pm
| Videos
I like Tony Comstock’s movies. He specializes in documentaries that all follow the same basic pattern: a long interview with a couple, mostly about their sex life but also about the origin of their romance, followed by a long sex scene. The end result is strangely intimate — having heard so much about their lives, it’s quite moving to watch these people have sex. In a field where sleaze and vulgarity are pretty much part of the atmosphere, Comstock’s films provide a welcome touch of class, and they’re often as much about love as lust.
Ashley and Kisha: Finding the Right Fit is Comstock’s first film devoted to a lesbian couple, and they’re wonderful subjects, funny and sweet and willing to laugh at themselves. (The fact that they’re totally gorgeous is a bonus.) Their story has the satisfying contours of a romantic comedy: Ashley the openly gay student athlete pursues straight college girl Kisha, who turns out to be not quite as straight as she’d always assumed. There’s even a cute meet, when Kisha barges into the bathroom at a party where Ashley is making out with her ex-girlfriend; Ashley confessed that, though she slept with her ex that night, she was really thinking about the glimpse she got of Kisha’s ass in the bathroom. Ashley’s pursuit is dogged, full of seductive little tricks that Kisha sees right through and promptly calls her on, and what might have been a mere conquest — converting another straight woman to the girls’ team — becomes something more tender and profound. Then there’s the hilarious story of their first attempt to use a strap-on . . . Seriously, they could squeeze a nice little screenplay out of this. If you’re a romantic, or a recovering romantic, or a disillusioned romantic, this will appeal to you, and maybe even restore a little of your faith in love. How often does porn do that?
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It’s time for another niche fetish round-up, the equivalent of leftover night here at Caught in the Net. Normally I strive for some sort of narrative through-line, or at least interesting juxtapositions, in these installments, but there are peculiar odds and ends that that pile up in my bookmarks folder and defy broader categorization, and I present them here, in all their miscellaneous glory.
I’ve talked about the love of big beautiful women here before, but some people like really big beautiful women — like, giant-sized ones. It can be rather difficult to find a fifty-foot woman to gratify you sexually by stepping on you or cupping you in her giant hands, but that’s what special effects are for. Consider one of many Giantess Compilation films available via YouTube. This particular example features footage of giant women from various sources, to the tune of Patty Smyth’s “The Warrior.” Even if this isn’t your fetish, watching it will give you a peculiar insight into the minds of those who do live for such things. The creator of that video, giantstuff, has a few other videos to offer as well.
Presumably those movies featuring giant women aren’t meant to be titillating — well, maybe a little — but one should never underestimate the human capacity to find sexual gratification in strange places. Consider, then, ShampooAds.com, which includes hundreds of examples of print shampoo ads, plus stills from TV commercials. It’s clearly not intended to be a porn site, but it doubtless makes the hearts of many a trichophiliac go pitter-pat, and it’s popped up on a couple of the sex blogs I read.
Then there’s an interesting if shallow article on Objectophiles, people who become sexually attracted to objects. It’s a broad subject, and the article describes people who are in “relationships” with laptops, toy trains, Hammond organs, and buildings.
Amputee fetishism — or acrotomophilia — is actually rather well-documented and studied, but if you’re an acrotomophiliac looking for some good wank material, pickings are slim. There aren’t a lot of magazines or websites devoted to hot girls and guys who happen to be missing limbs. Fortunately, technology can help, and Bill the Cat ES is the place to find pictures of hot naked girls with their arms, legs, or a combination of extremities photoshopped to look like stumps. One wonders how the models with their images so altered might feel about this, but it’s hard not to respect the ingenuity.
I’ve always been fond of lists, and vocabulary words, so I’ll leave you with a long (but hardly all-inclusive) list of the technical terms for various fetishes, from Acrophilia to Zelophilia. See? I bet you didn’t even know there was a word for that thing you like.
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Thursday, 14 June 2007
| 1:00 am
| Culture
Let’s have a little exercise in cognitive dissonance.
A recent study commissioned by Congress—just one of many—shows that abstinence-only sex education is completely ineffective in either preventing or delaying sex among teenagers.
A new study published in the American Journal of Sociology shows that, among older teenagers at any rate (those 16 and older), sex doesn’t actually do any harm to their mental health. (Via Feministing—thanks, ladies!)
And yet a House subcommittee just voted, not only to continue funding abstinence-only sex education, but to increase funding for it by $27.8 million.
Let’s go over that in regular English, shall we?
Abstinence-only sex education doesn’t work. It doesn’t do what it sets out to do—keep teenagers from having sex.
And the goal of abstinence-only sex ed—keeping teenagers from having sex—isn’t a particularly useful one. Even if it did what it set out to do, it wouldn’t help anybody.
But we’re going to keep spending money on it anyway. In fact, we’re going to spend even more.
Why?
Well, according to much of the analysis I’ve read, the increase in funding involves a complicated deal to get other domestic programs funded. And I’m sure that’s true.
But I think there’s something else going on as well.
I think that politicians are afraid of seeming to endorse teenage sex. Especially in the wake of the Mark Foley scandal. Nobody wants to seem like they’re saying, “Teenage sex? Sure! No problem!” When it comes to teenage sex, nobody wants to seem like a callous libertine—or worse, like a chickenhawk pervert.
What this reminds me of, unfortunately, is our laws and policies on sex offenders.
According to Benjamin Radford of the Skeptical Inquirer, laws and restrictions on convicted sex offenders have pretty much nothing to do with who actually commits sex crimes and how. An immense amount of commonly-repeated information on sex offenders turns out to be mis-information—ranging from how many children are approached by online predators, to how many sex offenders repeat their crimes. And as a result, funding goes to preventing the kinds of crimes against children that are relatively rare (sexual assault by strangers), instead of the ones that are all too common (abuse by parents, family, friends of the family, and clergy).
But, as Radford’s article points out, “Nobody really wants to go on the record saying, ‘It turns out this really isn’t a big problem.’”
And I think the exact same thing is going on with abstinence-only sex education. Very few people—and even fewer politicians—are willing to look at teenage sex and say in public, “It turns out this really isn’t a big problem.” Very few politicians are willing to say, “We have bigger issues to worry about than 16-year-olds having sex.” Very, very, very few politicians are willing to say, “You know, I had sex when I was 16, and it didn’t do me any harm.”
(BTW, I’d like to go on the record right here as saying, “I had sex when I was 16, and it didn’t do me any harm.”)
So when it comes time to try to get a domestic spending bill passed, and the negotiations and compromises and back-room deals are being made, a sane sex-education program is the first thing to go. Very few politicians are willing to make it their issue and take a stand on it. They might vote to drop the abstinence-only programs if everyone else did it too—but when it comes time to make a deal, a sex-ed policy that’s based in reality is what gets dumped.
And you wanna know the really crazy part? Abstinence-only sex ed programs aren’t just ineffective. They’re actually harmful. They provide false, misleading, and distorted information to teenagers about their sexuality and their bodies, from how people get pregnant to how HIV is spread.
In other words, in order to preserve the appearance of protecting teenagers, Congress is willing to sell them out and fund a program that actually harms them.
Congress: Making our children safer, one empty gesture at a time.
To take action on this issue, visit the Advocates for Youth website.
Greta Christina, copyright © 2007. Be sure to check out Greta’s blog.
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Dear Blowfish,
I was wondering if you had any plans to start offering a remote control vibrator. Is there a reason you don’t like any of the available models?
We love the idea of remote control vibes, we just don’t like how most of them perform. Remote eggs are especially difficult as the body blocks almost all remote signals, rendering the toy useless once it is tucked inside. We do really like the Astrea Remote Vibrating Panties though, and the vibrator can easily be slipped out of the crotch of the included panties and placed inside the underwear/pants of your choice. The vibe itself is roughly the size of a tube of chapstick and it works really well, even from across the room and into the next room.
We’re always looking for newer and better remote devices, so if you find one that you are interested in and want to have it tested, please let me know.
Happy playing!
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Wednesday, 13 June 2007
| 1:30 pm
| Toys
The Clit Exciters are back! After a long delay, a bout with US customs, some rumors of drug trafficking (substances hidden inside the battery chambers! Imagine that!), and various lawsuits flung to and fro like summer Frisbees, we now have a heap of Clit Exciters just ripe for the arousing of your pink parts. If you missed them on the first go around, be sure to check out this pink little treasure. The slim body, buzzy intensity, and scooped out head make this vibe one of the best we’ve see for timid players or first time users. It easily slips between bodies during partner play, too, and it’s quiet enough that you probably won’t be able to hear it over your heavy breathing. Clit Exciter, welcome home!
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Wednesday, 13 June 2007
| 1:00 pm
| Toys
A customer wrote in the other day telling us that we could not go on selling toys for another minute without adding the Head Honcho Sleeve to our collection. Further investigation revealed that this inexpensive sleeve was endorsed by Dr. Sue Johanson and scores of other guys, too. Well! We had to see about that!
We got the sample in, sent the sample out to one of our boys, and lo and behold, heard nothing back for days. When he finally surfaced, he was aglow with that kind of sunny optimism generally best attributed to new lovers and children dreaming of puppies. Needless to say, he loved it.
The Head Honcho Sleeve has three main perks over and above other sleeves on the market. First, instead of being merely a jelly blob with a hole drilled down the center, this shaft is built with three cavities inside that form a triple chambered suction as you thrust. Think of a triple mouthed blow job. ‘Nuff said. Second, the back end of the shaft is sealed shut, increasing the suction intensity while simultaneously keeping your come off your sheets and neatly contained inside the toy. Tidiness is sexy, no doubt about it. And third, the whole sleeve is a see-through clear material. Watch as you penetrate deeper and deeper into the moist canal and watch your seed explode into the back wall as you blow your load. Does jacking-off get any better? Sue loved it, our guys loved it, so what exactly are you waiting for?
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Wednesday, 13 June 2007
| 12:30 pm
| Books
If you’ve ever fantasized about being able to inappropriately fondle the help, or if you don’t have help but the idea sort of turns you on anyway, then you’re going to want to check out Maids: An Erotic Anthology. Sure, the concept is a bit shocking, but some of us have to admit to a certain lust at the sight of a pretty young woman in an apron, not to mention the thrill of sex that stems from questionable consent. This book briefly explores the historical plight of the maid in the introduction, before going on to pepper its pages with excerpts of (mostly Victorian-era) erotica that features maids being used a bit outside their job description. What I love about this book is that between every story is a gallery of artwork or photographs, dating from 1750ish to the present day, featuring maids in all sorts of compromising positions. This juxtaposition of the written word with salacious images is a brilliant idea, one which I’d like to see more of in my erotica anthologies, please. Overall, a steamy hot little book that’ll give you ideas on how to use that frilly little apron in your next role-playing session.
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Wednesday, 13 June 2007
| 12:00 pm
| Videos
Ask yourself: If the ghost of Rick James were wandering the Earth, what would he do? You guessed it. He would possess women and use their bodies to have sex with other women! Indie director Shine Louise Houston came to the same realization, and her second feature film, Superfreak, has exactly that premise. (Houston also hilariously plays the part of the ghost, doing a spot-on impression of late-era Rick James, beaded dreadlocks and all.) This is smart, delightful, whimsical stuff . . . and it’s also incredibly hot, from the first scene to the last. Fetish model and bondage star Madison Young appears in the opening scene, masturbating with toys while wearing a tight Superman t-shirt (which is a beautiful gift to comic book geeks everywhere). From that solo scene the film moves to a party, where various hot hook-ups ensue, first with Madison and a strap-on wearing suitor, and then among the other guests. (Why do I never get invited to those parties?) There’s a wonderful scene in a kitchen, with lots of spraying water from the sink adding a nicely playful touch, and a bathroom-floor shag so spirited it looks like it might cause property damage. The final scene is awe-inspiring, a three-way femme-fest that leads up to some intense ass-play that must be seen to be believed.
I originally saw this film at its premiere in San Francisco, in a theater with some of the stars and crew — it was my first time watching a porn movie in a theater, and I had the odd experience of seeing people up on the screen sitting in person in the row in front of me, taking pictures of the screen with their camera phones, no less. The energy was high, and the audience’s enthusiasm was contagious, and I came away thinking it was far and away the best lesbian film I’d ever seen. But, because I’m a good and noble reviewer, I had to consider the possibility that context had skewed my judgment, that the excitement of the crowd and the bursts of spontaneous applause had made me overestimate the film’s merits. So before writing this, I sat down with a copy at home and watched it on my small screen, all alone on my couch, and, you know what? It’s just as good. Still the best all-girl movie I’ve ever seen. So check it out. Don’t be afraid to get freaky.
Of course, we must mention that Superfreak just won the award for “Best Dyke Sex Scene” at the Feminist Porn Awards in Toronto! This is the same award that The Crash Pad won last year, and to make it a clean sweep, In Search of the Wild Kingdom won “Best Trans Sex Scene” this year.
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Ah, breasts. Men obsess about them. Women, too, for different reasons. And there are more websites devoted to breasts than there are breasts in the world (that number is based on my unscientific survey, and actually now that I think about it, it’s probably untrue). I’ve talked about breast-related sites here many times before, but a bunch of new ones are cluttering up my bookmarks, so let’s jiggle them loose, shall we?
The good people at Fleshbot actually inspired this particular column, with their simple, elegant attempt to answer the eternal question (well, eternal since the advent of breast augmentation surgery): Are real boobs better than fake boobs? In Real Vs. Fake: The Globe(s) Divided, they have a poll where readers can note their preference for real, fake, or anything so long as it’s naked. (Don’t worry. There are visual aids to help you decide.)
The aptly named Titty Blog delivers on its promise, with shots of bare (or mostly bare)-breasted women culled from all over the internet, without much regard for style or subgenre — there are accidentally-exposed bosoms, exhibitionist bosoms, bondage bosoms, softcore cheerleader bosoms, and, of course, “hippy titties.” Dirty, dirty hippies.
Full exposure is all well and good, but sometimes you just want a little tease, that glimpse of cleavage that brightens your day, and for that, natch, we can enjoy The Cleavage Blog. I find personally that looking at too many images of out-of-context headless cleavage becomes rapidly surreal and vaguely disturbing, but hey, whatever turns you on.
Even more rarefied then ordinary cleavage is the lesser-known “reverse” or “Australian” cleavage, or “undercleavage,” which most often occurs when a very short shirt reveals the underside of a woman’s breasts. There’s a small Flickr photo pool with some limited, but choice, examples of the form. (Some people refer to a woman’s exposed buttcrack as “reverse cleavage,” so be prepared for differing interpretations of the term when you surf the web!) There’s also Undercleavage Spectacular, a blog wholly devoted to the phenomenon, with many fine examples.
But what about enjoying boobies in the wild? Most men have been faced with the dilemma of seeing a woman with lovely breasts, either scantily or snugly clad, on the street, and been paralyzed by the warring desire to 1) look at the breasts and 2) not be the kind of asshole who stares at a woman’s breasts. Fortunately, Blowfish’s own H.L. Shaw wrote a lovely erotic how-to some years ago, titled “How to Look at Girls”, with a section titled “Twin Peeks” addressing the difficulties of the subject. One tip: “The key to not getting caught is, of course, to not look all the time. There is no good way to disguise a constant stare, and glancing away when you get caught only confirms your guilt. If possible, always get your one good look in right at the beginning, before she has noticed you.” Or, as Jerry Seinfeld famously said, “Looking at cleavage is like looking at the sun. You can’t stare at it long, it’s too risky. You get a sense of it then you look away.” Rules to live by.
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