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  10/10/10
Does she even have gonno?
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sources say yes... http://encyclopediadramatica.ch/Colleg...
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it's a wrong-headed way of trying to become a writer. I feel...
AZNgirl delighted by \'smudge\' meme
  07/30/11
Opening line: "There is no right way or wrong way to te...
recycle
  10/28/11
I saw in boardwalk empire that they stick a needle into your...
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Rachel Kramer Bussel FUGLY CUNT http://www.mediabistro.co...
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We've culled the following wisdom from the columns of Natali...
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Meghan Bainum, The University Daily Kansan, University of Ka...
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lena_Chen Lena Chen is a blo...
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lena chen nudes show the fugly http://lenachenskank.blogs...
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fugly slut jenna bromberg: http://media.tumblr.com/yx6yCuKP...
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She's not that bad though
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article by a dood who double-penetrated Jenna Bromberg My...
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http://www.ivygateblog.com/2006/10/sex-column-report-card/ ...
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Slimecunt Miriam Datskovsky looks like she strongarmed Colu...
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skank Sari Eitches By Sari (my cunt E)itches Daily C...
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Shelley Gupta (pen name: Kama Yama) http://www.xoxohth.co...
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Natalie Krinsky http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimed...
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Cornell slut Liana Mancini Gettin’ Jizzy With it Janua...
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fugly skank Anna Schleelein went on to toilet law school BU...
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asian whore wannabe Teresa Chin too ugly to get men to pay ...
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yvonne k. fulbright NYU skank http://www.onlinedatingmag...
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http://encyclopediadramatica.com/College_Sex_Bloggers
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Christine Yu (Christine Z. Yu) http://tech.mit.edu/V129/N...
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jesus what is wrong with you dood
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A+ thye thread title rest of thread is bleh
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so add some value!
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Miriam Datskovsky Miriam Datskovsky '07 spewed the "...
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Oh look: another Ivy fugly who fucked up her future by sprea...
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and now meet Cornell whore Samantha Willner... http://a-f...
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im gonna go out on a limb here and say that you get laid rar...
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oh so very False
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the evidence is pretty compelling
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No, not RLY
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I thought this was a true or false deal...not a copy and pas...
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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:29 PM
Author: .,.,...,...,.,:,,,:,...,:::,...,:,.,.:..:.,:.::,.


http://badgerherald.com/artsetc/2009/02/10/stis_dont_mean_end_o.php

"Roses are red, Violets are blue. I have gonorrhea," writes diseased skank Erica Andrist, "You might have it, too."

pic of the fugly skank

http://badgerherald.com/rsc/scripts/t/t.php/q=83%3B850x800%3B/photos/mugs/08-09/andrist.jpg

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16260326)



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Date: July 30th, 2011 3:41 PM
Author: AZNgirl delighted by \'smudge\' meme

Does she even have gonno?

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Date: July 30th, 2011 3:43 PM
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sources say yes...

http://encyclopediadramatica.ch/College_Sex_Bloggers#Erica_Andrist

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#18644041)



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Date: July 30th, 2011 3:48 PM
Author: AZNgirl delighted by \'smudge\' meme

it's a wrong-headed way of trying to become a writer. I feel sorry for them

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Date: October 28th, 2011 3:04 PM
Author: recycle

Opening line: "There is no right way or wrong way to tell a partner we have an STI. (Incidentally, all the ways to not tell a partner we have an STI are wrong.)"

So there is a wrong way? WTF is going on here?



(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#19257872)



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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:30 PM
Author: .,...,.,.,.,..,

I saw in boardwalk empire that they stick a needle into your dick if you get that.

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Date: February 8th, 2011 3:37 PM
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Rachel Kramer Bussel FUGLY CUNT

http://www.mediabistro.com/agencyspy/files/original/698.otc.x480.rachel.kramer.jpg

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:33 PM
Author: .,.,...,...,.,:,,,:,...,:::,...,:,.,.:..:.,:.::,.


We've culled the following wisdom from the columns of Natalie Krinsky, Yale University (1); Meghan Bainum, University of Kansas (2); Teresa Chin and Rachael Klein, University of California at Berkeley (3 and 4); and Yvonne K. Fulbright, New York University (5).

Lube it or lose it! 3

Take naked pictures...share your fantasies...be your own 900 number. 5

You wouldn't put something in your mouth if you didn't know where it had been; why would you do that with your crotch? 3

Thou shalt always take thou's socks off. 1

Leg hair is manly, chest hair is manly, but manliness can apparently only be expressed on one side of the body, because according to my sources, ass hair and back hair are unacceptable. 1

I have received a grand total of one gift for Valentine's Day. It's not from my parents, because since they discovered that I write this column, I no longer receive gifts from them. 1

No one gives hand jobs anymore. I've asked around. I find this highly alarming. I understand that this might seem a little strange; I mean, most girls do not even know how to give hand jobs. 1

Read the instructions that come with your cock ring. They're certainly more entertaining than the ones for your VCR. 4

If you see a bra with a front clasp, it's best not to say, "Oh, cool! A front one! I love these!" You sound stupid. 4

You're down by five with thirty seconds left in the game. This is going to be amazing. You're screaming at the top of your lungs. The quarterback sends a long, smooth pass to the end zone. Your star receiver's open, the ball is sailing straight toward him; he waits in the end zone for his moment of glory. The ball's flight is interrupted as it grazes his fingertips and falls to the ground. He's missed it. You stop screaming. You feign being a good sport, but deep down, you're disappointed. No matter how loud, how convincingly you cheered, you didn't get yours. This is exactly what faking an orgasm feels like. 1

If you are a man and you like anal penetration, it means no more than the fact that you like anal penetration. 4

Bad sex is only bad if you let it be. 2

Fact: There are girls who can orgasm from breast massage. 4

There is no absolute way to know if your girlfriend is faking an orgasm. She could be screaming like a banshee, digging her nails into your back, tightening herself around you like a cobra squeezing its prey, gasping "Harder, harder!" between breaths...and just be putting on one helluva show. 5

Water is sexy. People who are wet look inevitably more erotic and appealing than people who are dry. 4

Contrary to popular belief, it takes more than the push of a button or a bottle of Herbal Essences to get a girl to climax. Female orgasm requires quite a bit more panache than "lather, rinse, repeat." 3

An unfamiliar bed can make you appreciate a familiar partner and is often better than a familiar bed with an unfamiliar partner. 4

Fact: It turns us on to see you turned on. 4

Sand has a mysterious way of getting into absolutely everything at the beach. Complicate things more by rolling around naked in the surf and you'll be digging particles out of places even you didn't know you had. 3

It may not be a great idea to judge someone based on a flap of skin. 3

If you want to watch porn, that's your business, but I wouldn't be taking notes down for technique tips. 3

Always have condoms around. It's not presumptuous, it's necessary. It's like your quart of milk. People always buy milk, even if they don't like it, because who doesn't buy milk? Same with condoms. 4

I can't tell you what losing your virginity should be like. 3

Men's fashion is weird and not so easily assessed. Most guys our age enjoy their clothing much like they enjoy their women: not too clingy, easy to take care of, easily replaceable, and, above all, easily removable. 1

What makes sex funny and love not? Love is unfunny. There are no jokes about people falling in love, but there are plenty about people getting laid. 1

A man I once met said, "There's a yin and yang to giving head, the yin being the mouth, the yang being the hand, and tragically, girls never have enough yang." 4

It's only an opinion. I'm not an expert. Never said I was. 4

Read more: http://www.esquire.com/features/what-ive-learned/ESQ0103-JAN_SEXCOLUMN#ixzz11zw7jckq

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16260355)



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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:35 PM
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Meghan Bainum, The University Daily Kansan, University of Kansas (Fall 2001 to Spring 2003)

Posed in Playboy (NSFW)

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tiny tits nothing special

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16260371)



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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:37 PM
Author: .,...,.,.,.,..,

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lena_Chen

Lena Chen is a blogger, freelance writer, and graduate of Harvard College. Born in San Francisco, California and raised in Los Angeles, Lena studied sociology and minored in Studies of Women, Gender, & Sexuality. Best known for her work on the blog Sex and the Ivy, she also writes the blog The Chicktionary and was the founding editor of CollegeOTR, a news and entertainment blog network.

In August 2006, she started penning the blog Sex and the Ivy. Her first-person accounts of sexual experiences, depression, and the true state of undergraduate life at one of America's premier academic institutions spurred campus discussion, prompted media attention, and garnered a loyal following.[1][2] Quickly becoming a controversial figure, she has been criticized by some as “morally reprehensible”[3] and praised by others for encouraging frank sexual dialogue.[4] With a daily readership of 2,000, Lena has been featured in multiple media outlets.

Since gaining notoriety for her blogging, she has contributed to a variety of online and print publications, including The Boston Globe Magazine,[5] Hustler Magazine, Lola Magazine, CollegeHumor, The Frisky, and Beauty Launchpad.

[edit]

http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Patrick_Hamm_and_Lena_Chen

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:41 PM
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lena chen nudes show the fugly

http://lenachenskank.blogspot.com/2009/07/lena-chen-nude-pics-scandal.html

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:40 PM
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fugly slut jenna bromberg:

http://media.tumblr.com/yx6yCuKPbd5sr2oupcgrDwSI_500.jpg

got enough makeup there, skank? :P

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March 13, 2008

By skank Jenna Bromberg

From the sheer volume of, um, feedback my last column generated, it looks like opinions are fairly polarized when it comes to sex during menstruation. To each his or her own — but hey, even if you only bothered to sit down at your keyboard for the sole purpose of letting me know that I’m a “SLOPPY HO,” at least I succeeded in prompting you to talk about leak week sex … suckas.

It seems like half of you are willing to enthusiastically get behind (or inside, as the case may be) a vagina hosting the Big Red for the week — and the rest of you are, sadly, mere fair weather friends of the cooter.

For the idiom-averse: a fair weather friend can best be described as the kind of person who stands by your side as a kickass buddy when conditions are good, but who will peace right out as soon as things get difficult. We’ve all got at least one of these in our lives.

The example in my world that immediately comes to mind is a maddening, consistently inconsistent friend whom I’d recognized as one of these fair weather types early in our friendship — but he is one whom I admittedly could never do without, even though he epically fails me sometimes.

Yup: Mr. Peen.

During my junior year, I had two experiences with dudes who were unable to get it up at all, and a close girlfriend recently complained of the having the same experience. The unfulfilling erection errors were all attributed (by the owners) to alcohol consumption, and I suppose it is important to note that these “gincidents” occurred in the context of fairly casual encounters. Are women supposed to offer words of support in these situations? Because let’s get real with each other here: in this particular context, we are both here for a reason; so no, it’s not okay, and I wanted to spend time under you, not talking to you.

While I’ll also admit that the vagina is not always in ready and working order — we may be distracted or, you know, just not that into it — it’s still possible to add a dab of lubrication and go to sexytown if the lady explicitly articulates her consent and desire to have intercourse. With a limp crotch cobra? Not as much.

But here’s the key: a situation like this can be salvaged. Dudes, it is no big deal if, even though you can’t rise to the occasion, you at least attempt to provide your woman with some pleasurable stimulation. In fact, I imagine a soft-serve bonecone might even be a blessing in some ways — since you aren’t seeking your own climax, you’re able to fully commit to your primary mission: her.

From speaking with a number of different men and women about the issue of temperamental peens, it seems as though we think it’s always all about us. In the face of a flaccid fellow, women feel as though they themselves are unappealing or unattractive, that she is somehow to blame for the limp penis; meanwhile, when the penis fails to get going, men reported feeling inadequate and, as one put it, “I don’t exactly feel like The Man.” Women, it infuriates me that you blame yourselves when it’s usually the fault of alcohol on the mindset of the dude you’re with. And guys, I’m sure what I said above doesn’t mitigate your fears or restore the dignity lost in an equipment malcfunction, but I assure you: all’s well that ends … well, in someone having an orgasm.

Unless you’re the Governor.

Oh, Spitzer. We aren’t so different, you and I: you got caught making plans to bang a very expensive prossie and consequently lost your reputation and your career; I had period sex and wrote about it and now people look at me funny. It’s tough having your sexual exploits in the spotlight, especially when it gives every Tom, Douche and Harry license to scrutinize you and speculate about the state of your personal life.

Alright, so you banged some ’tutes. I’m sure you wish you could do what Hugh Grant did when he cheated on Elizabeth Hurley with a hooker and admit you screwed up, apologize and then get on with your life and career — but you can’t. Instead, you have to resign and watch your political career go down quicker than a — oh, too easy.

But what surfaces as most fascinating about this whole scandal is Spitzer’s wife, Silda, and her decision to stand right next to him during his press conferences. While sister looked like she’d lost 20 pounds and hadn’t slept in a month (can you blame her?), she was right there next to her hubby — and many demand to know why. It’s almost as if people think she has become the spokeswoman for cheated-on women everywhere; her decision to appear with her husband is causing uproar among the sort of scorned women who are quoted in the L.A. Times as saying, “I'd have paraded in front of the microphone with a knife.” On the other end of the spectrum, there are women like The New York Post’s Cindy Adams saying, essentially, that a prostitute is no deal-breaker: “a husband hooking up with a hooker is not reason enough to no longer be a married lady. Sex, a primal need, outpoints fear, hunger and love as mankind's No. 1 driving force … many an able-bodied 48-year-old husband of 21 years has grazed. I'm not advocating it. I'm merely saying, so what? It's like takeout food. Less work for mother.” Really, Cindy?

Here’s one thing we should all be able to agree on: what Silda chooses to do with her marriage is her business, and being betrayed probably sucks a billion times more when all eyes are on you. But the same thing that infuriates me about women blaming themselves for flaccid penises is what kills me about this whole scandal: some people are blaming Silda for her husband’s actions.

On Monday’s Today Show, syndicated radio personality Dr. Laura Schlessinger said, “When the wife does not focus in on the needs and the feelings, sexually, personally, to make him feel like a man, to make him feel like a success, to make him feel like her hero, he’s very susceptible to the charm of some other woman making him feel what he needs.” Oh, you know what? No.

Spitzer made a poor career decision in allowing his penis to run amok; Schlessinger’s mistake was allowing her mouth to run at all. But Silda’s decision is hers to make, and who the hell are we to judge? Just because she chooses to stand by her man in good times and in bad — the opposite of a fair weather friend — doesn’t mean every betrayed woman must do the same.

And, listen, ladies: in the same way you are not to blame when the penis does not perform, you are not to blame when your dude cheats on you with a prostitute. Penises are fair weather friends and sometimes, the men attached to them are too — and if you’ve lost faith in both of these things, remember this: a vibrator will always be good to you.



(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16260413)



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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:43 PM
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She's not that bad though

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:43 PM
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article by a dood who double-penetrated Jenna Bromberg

My Night Fucking Jenna Bromberg

April 25, 2008

By The 'Cunnilingus Cowboy' | Special to The Sun

So over the past three years of “sex” columnists, you guys have been treated to the girl who looked deceptively attractive in her picture, the singing sorority girl and the faceless slut. After wading through three years of over analysis and complaints about the socio-cultural double standards regarding oral endearment amongst the two sexes, I thought it was only fair that y’all got a slightly different viewpoint. Now, one may think that someone who calls himself the Cunnilingus Cowboy is also going to reflect on his gargantuan wrinklebeast and ability to satisfy every Kappa on campus in one night. I, however, plan to recount a night that some of you faithful readers may be familiar with: a night in the infamous quarters of THE Jenna B.

Now before you all drop the paper, thinking that the faceless wonder is just using another faceless wonder as a clever ruse to trick you into reading about her likeness to Aphrodite, take a pause. My night was, by no means, filled with wonder, awe, or a particularly satisfying ending. My goal here is to demystify this (not particularly) elusive creature who makes her home here on East Hill.

It all started with a fairly standard Thursday night at Rulloff’s. While I don’t know her all that well, I do know that every time I stroll into Rullies after about 10:03 p.m. I can find her there. Preliminary observations: sloppy drunk, spilling a double vodka soda on a dude with a wispy stache, 85 percent of the larger “titty” taking a breather from inside her shiny shirt. I just found out that my girlfriend had cheated on me with Hank Azaria from the Birdcage (not really, but close enough), and is there a better way to heal than in the embrace of a drunken sex columnist?

I got a drink and went over for the obligatory greeting plus boob graze, and we were off to the races. She started regaling me about some book she’s gonna write and slugged back another double V&S in about 3.8 flat. I thought to myself “now’s as good a time as any.” We left.

The walk home was an exercise in personal strength and agility. I had to try to balance my own drunk ass, along with hers, while she tried to rip down her third cigarette over the course of about 20 minutes. Danger.

So after nearly getting stabbed in the face with her Marb Ultra Light and dragged to the sidewalk because her heel broke, we made it to her bedroom (I’m guessing this is where one finds the notorious “Bedroom Eyes,” but no such luck). She said something odd to one of her roommates and the bedroom door sealed us in.

Blah, blah, blah, undressing, kissing, slightly ripped undershirt.

I thought it only right to support the good name of man in this case, so I hunkered down at the fork in the road … wait for it … wait for it … YES! And I went to work. I was pulling out every trick I could think of, and what do I get? Pulled hair and my face being repeatedly shoved into Cootertown. Let me tell you something: any complaint Jenna B. has ever made with regards to improper treatment during fellatio can be immediately thrown out. After all was said and done, she didn’t even thank me for shaving right before I went out (and down). How rude.

So once my tongue was ready to fall off, she sorta returned the favor. Little too much teeth, lacking in attention to detail. All in all, 5.75 outta 10.

You’ve read much more than you probably ever wanted to about the thigh clapping this girl has been involved with, so I won’t overdo it on the details. Let me just say this: her poor roommate playing Guitar Hero in the living room must have better knowledge about Jenna’s moaning patterns than Keith Richards does about coke. It was a veritable symphony with complexity in pitch, volume, and duration. I don’t know how to describe the sound she made when I accidentally elbowed her in the ribs (don’t ask), but it haunts me to this day.

Overall, I would have been reasonably satisfied with the exchange as a whole, were it not for the egregious breach of standard sexual protocol that followed. We’d just finished, and I was lying on her bed, naked as the day I was born. I felt like all the hard work had been worth it for that very moment (then again, I always think that). Guys can certainly relate to this beautiful, ethereal, post-coital place where you sort of float above the bed in euphoric bliss. You are neither asleep nor awake, and all is good in the world.

“EWWW GET UP! YOU’RE GONNA GET BABY GRAVY ALL OVER MY FUCKING SHEETS!”

That’s right. She said it. No thank you for the (seeming) hours of tongue pilates, she didn’t even hop on top at all. Is it so much to ask for a moment of peace after sacrificing life and limb? I brought a condom, dammit — and it wasn’t even in my wallet! The nerve.

I guess after all is said and done, I have something to show for it. I climbed the mountain that only .000000634 percent of the world’s males have (it sounds better that way). Now I can say that I went to bed with a sex writer, and for all you know, maybe now you have too.

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:47 PM
Author: .,.,...,...,.,:,,,:,...,:::,...,:,.,.:..:.,:.::,.


http://www.ivygateblog.com/2006/10/sex-column-report-card/

Nikki Nussbaum, Cornell Daily Sun

If you sign up to write a sex column, you better bring it all to the table. Nikki Nussbaum’s “Cornell Unzipped” doesn’t even bring the place settings. The Sun writer keeps it decidedly tame with advice like “weight loss and overall fitness are benefits [of sex] that go without saying.” Then why state the obvious? She tempers columns with disclaimers, reminding readers that she is “in no way advocating unprotected sex, cheating or putting off your work in favor of sleepless nights (the good kind).” Because God forbid sex keeps someone from finishing a problem set. The piece entitled “Eating Out at Cornell” was characteristically anticlimactic: it referred quite literally to dinner (dinner dates, to be precise). A virgin could write a better column. Next.

Sex? Hardly.

Dating/Relationships? Yes.

Sexual Health? Yes.

Personal? No.

Shock factor? No.

Inclusive/Non-heteronormative? No.

Chad Callaghan, Yale Daily News

Chad Callaghan is a guy in a girl’s world, chronicling the dirty antics of Ivy Leaguers from a gay man’s perspective. But unlike our straight columnists, he’s all-inclusive, throwing a bone to the breeders with pieces on love triangles that affect gay and straight alike. His insight on Facebook’s cruising potential for “GaYalies” rings too true: “We don’t even need to meet men to find out if they’re ‘mos. We’ve got ‘advanced search.’ ” A most suitable successor to Natalie, Chad is the first on my to-call list if I ever make it down to New Haven. Who needs pepper spray when you’ve got a well-accessorized shopping buddy?

Sex? Yes.

Dating/Relationships? Yes.

Sexual Health? No.

Personal? Yes.

Shock factor? No.

Inclusive/Non-heteronormative? Yes.

Miriam Datskovsky, Columbia Daily Spectator

Of the Ivy League bunch, Miriam Datskovsky’s “Sexplorations” is the column most reminiscent of “Sex and the City” — except this gal can actually write. Part social commentary, part personal experience, Miriam’s musings are honest without being trite. She is also the most established columnist, a veteran who has generated interest from Gothamist and some book agents. She claims no sexual expertise but still tackles adventurous topics from anal sex to pornography. Her risky approach pays off in authenticity. Last February she wrote: “Hooking up with my favorite guy friend was a no-brainer-until an incredibly un-glamorous bedroom incident on the night of my 19th birthday left me lost and lonely. … Tomorrow will be exactly two years since my ill-fated fuck buddy incident. By all outsider and dating-book standards, I am still setting myself up for disaster. But I care too much about him to go back now. Logic says I should get myself out before I really get hurt. Logic is the last thing I care about.” Carrie was never so sincere.

Sex? Yes.

Dating/Relationships? Yes.

Sexual Health? No.

Personal? Yes.

Shock factor? Yes.

Inclusive/Non-heteronormative? Yes.

Heather K. Strack, Dartmouth Free Press

If Carrie Bradshaw had a younger sister, she’d be Heather K. Strack. Well-intentioned but not quite experienced, Heather makes an honest effort. Alhough I get the feeling I’d finish the job better and faster if I did it myself. She explores all the usual topics, from dating younger guys to the college hookup culture, but avoids making revelations.

Sex? Yes.

Dating/Relationships? Yes.

Sexual Health? No.

Personal? No.

Shock factor? No.

Inclusive/Non-heteronormative? Yes.

“Ask the Sexpert,” Daily Princetonian

I thought Cornell’s lackluster pillow talk was boring; Princeton didn’t even put out. In lieu of a sex column, the Tigers have “Ask the Sexpert,” an advice column in question-answer format. The feature “is written by a team of peer sexual health educators and fact-checked by University health professionals.” In other words, writing to the “sexperts” should be your last recourse next to phoning my conservative Asian mother. To be fair, I’m a fan of information on sexual health, but I don’t want to get guilt tripped via newsprint. Besides, I question whether these sexperts are the ones to go to for advice. When one girl wrote in bemoaning her sexless relationship, the columnist responded: “I don’t want you to doubt your feelings for your boyfriend or vice-versa, but it could even be the case that your boyfriend is actually not in love with you anymore.” They sure don’t mince words.

Sex? Yes.

Dating/Relationships? Yes.

Sexual Health? Yes.

Personal? No.

Shock factor? No.

Inclusive/Non-heteronormative? Yes.

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:52 PM
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Slimecunt Miriam Datskovsky

looks like she strongarmed Columbia into scrubbing

her slutdroppings from the newspaper site...

http://www.wikicu.com/File:Miriam.jpg

Thanks for this shadow site

http://firemiriam.blogspot.com

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Miriam Datskovsky quotes:

The night I lost my virginity my mom was downstairs checking her e-mail. It was a little weird—wrong maybe—but it was high school: you did what you had to.

What we fail to realize in our fantasies are the realities of losing your virginity: the pressure to either “get it over with” or “wait until marriage,” the awkwardness of not knowing what to do or how to do it, and dealing with the less romantic situations available to virgins our age.



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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:55 PM
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skank Sari Eitches

By Sari (my cunt E)itches

Daily Cal Columnist

Tuesday, March 8, 2005

Category: Opinion

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It's that time of the semester again-the sun is shining, midterms are ending, and I can finally get to those e-mails I've been ignoring.

Dear Sari,

My friend told me that whenever a guy is doing it doggie style, he is always picturing having sex with someone else. Is this true?

Berkeley City Club

Dear Rumor Mill,

Now, let's not spread an epidemic of girls boycotting the one position that gives them the most intense G-spot stimulation.

However, three gentlemen I asked did concede that doggie style was the preferred position when hooking up with a one-night stand or otherwise emotionally insignificant individual. It makes sense that if a man were wishing his lover were another, he would not want to see her face.

But before you get all insecure reliving every doggie style session you've ever had, realize men also enjoy the position because it just feels good. It's only a red flag if your man also avoids eye contact and kissing and never wants to make love any other way.

Dear Sari,

Do you have any advice about how I can last longer during sex? The last time my girlfriend and I had sex, it only lasted two minutes. I tried some of the techniques in your tantra article, but I was hoping there's a shortcut that doesn't involve all those breathing exercises.

Dear Two-Minute Wonder,

I usually make it a point to keep my personal life out of my columns, but there's something you should know: I don't have a penis. My friend Jason does, though, and he's willing to share his favorite tips for keeping it hard.

"There are three things you can do," he says, clearly having thought about this before. "One is to practice Kegel exercises." Ah! Exercises again. Don't worry, the next two won't be as taxing. "The second is to get a beer buzz going." Yes, that sounds more like something you can handle. Remember, though, the man said buzz, not blackout. "And the third sounds weird but it works, I swear. If you know you're going to have sex, hold off going to the bathroom for a little bit beforehand." Hm. Worth a try.

If we're not talking about a medical "premature ejaculation" problem (there's a pill for that), and you're just interested in upping your hang time so you and your partner can enjoy more sex, I prescribe: more sex. Have a marathon session. Erection 2.0 is sure to last longer than the prequel. Some men also last longer when they are on the bottom. This leaves all the thrusting to their partner, so their pelvic floor muscles relax, which delays ejaculation.

On the other hand, you should think about why you're even timing your sack sessions, you freak. I assume your flight-time preoccupations come from the desire to be an adequate lover, but you would do better to discuss this noble need with your girlfriend instead of me. If you are concerned about her pleasure, there are parts of your body you can pleasure her with that are easier to control than your penis. Keep your ego in check, put the stopwatch away, and shift your focus to her.

Dear Sari,

I was wondering if it's okay to have sex on your period. I've never done it before, but my new boyfriend thinks "that time of month" is no reason to stop screwing.

Dear Hesitant Humper,

This, my dear, is entirely a matter of personal preference. Some women aren't at all in the mood during their period while others are horny as hell. The hormonal roller coaster leaves some chicks craving chocolate and some craving cock.

Cons: There is, of course, the messiness factor. This is easily overcome by laying down a towel or doing it in the shower. Then, the bloat factor. If your period makes you feel less than sexy, you're not going to be as stoked to strip. This is overcome by realizing your boyfriend finds you so hot, he can't wait 'till Thursday just because of a little plumbing problem.

Pros: Extra lubrication because your vaginal tissue is even more sensitive when swollen, and now that Aleve is deemed dangerous, you can use a little nookie to ease your cramping. I also read that the contractions of orgasm help the uterus push out accumulated fluids. I think that was "Real Fact #239" under a Snapple cap. Or maybe it was a question on the MCAT.

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:56 PM
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Shelley Gupta (pen name: Kama Yama)

http://www.xoxohth.com/thread.php?thread_id=1440915&mc=8&forum_id=2

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Date: October 10th, 2010 6:58 PM
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Natalie Krinsky

http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01168/arts-graphics-2006_1168868a.jpg

looks like someone slashed out her heart...figures

Spit or Swallow? It's all about the Sauce

NATALIE KRINSKY

Yale Daily News

At the tender age of 14 my best friend Alison and I decided that the time had come to master the blow job. Yes, young, I know. But we didn't want practical, hands-on (or mouth-on) experience, we just wanted to know what to do in case the occasion ever arose that we would have to lose our respective oral innocence and take the plunge. Walk the plank. Head (sorry) into uncharted territory. Technically, we wanted to improve our fellatio IQ. We were certain that, some day in the future, we would be, uh, tested, if you will.

One humid summer afternoon, slightly embarrassed and rather unsure of ourselves, we snuck into Alison's kitchen and came out armed with produce. Bananas and carrots, we found, fit the bill for our purposes; they were the right shape (more or less), and we could tailor the length to our preferences. Plus, we were hungry and wanted a low-fat and enjoyable snack.

Convulsing in laughter, partly because of the hilarity of the

situation and partly because of embarrassment, we kneeled at the side of Alison's bed. We laid a very instructive Cosmopolitan magazine out in front of us, to, uh, direct traffic, and we sucked produce like it was our job. We criticized each other's performance, rating one another on various categories that we had formulated beforehand -- endurance, strength, originality and creative use of body parts. It was like the blow job Olympics, only it wasn't televised, and we didn't quite have a live audience yet. But we were certainly working up to that point -- slowly and steadily.

Thus, as Hamlet does, I say, to spit or not to spit? That is the

question. Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the sour tastes

of a thousand sperm or to bring a cup, and take arms against a sea of troubles--

I am an avid swallow supporter. (Wow. My popularity rating just

skyrocketed with the male demographic.) I figure that swallowing is like taking cough syrup. Sure it's a little painful at first, but

eventually the taste will go away, and it's pure lovin' from then on.

Surprisingly, I found that eight times out of 10, Yalies agree with

me on this point. Especially males. When asked, most replied that

this question should not even be addressed. It was a non-issue.

Swallowing, they all said, is clearly where it's at. Some even

thought it was an honor to swallow (I swear).

"Our bodies have been working to produce that stuff all day long," a pre-med student said. "You're getting some really good nutrients; I mean, we're giving you our best and our brightest."

You're right. You have superstar cum.

I asked one blow job aficionado about the calorie question. This has secretly always been a concern of mine. If I'm playing for team salad, I don't want to lose points with my extracurricular

activities. Soothing my worries, he vehemently asked me to dispel the myth about the extraordinary number of calories per serving.

Cum is actually surprisingly low-calorie as well as chock full of

vitamin E, which just happens to be great for your skin. What a

relief!

Despite my personal opinion about the matter, spit is still a choice

made by those who take the road less traveled. Thus, it certainly

merits being addressed.

Spitting, I've found is quite an extravagant operation. It adds

accessories to foreplay: a cup, a towel, and something to wipe your mouth with (perhaps a wet-nap?). These items comprise what we might call a "spit kit." They may be easy to round up beforehand if you know that a little somethin' somethin' might be taking place. Yet, imagine a situation in which play pops up out of the blue. It is not always easy to procure these items at short notice. I highly doubt that a spit kit of any kind would fit into an evening bag during a night on the town. Regardless, a purse made expressly for the storage of lipstick, money, cell phone and keys is not about to accommodate a bath towel and dinnerware -- it's hard enough shoving a pack of gum in there.

Aside from arguments about convenience, taste and fat content, there were two rather interesting issues that were spurted into the spotlight by those who preferred to spit.

First, there was the question of sweet things like care and

tenderness. "If he makes you swallow, he really doesn't love or

respect you." This is all fine and good, but quite frankly, when was

the last time you hooked up with someone who respected you, much less loved you? High school?

A close friend of mine stated, "I spit because whenever I swallow it goes up my nose. Can you talk about that? I bet I'm not the only one with that problem."

Actually, I hate to break it to you honey, you are. We are all

stupider for having heard that statement, I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.

Whether you choose to spit or swallow, this holiday season, may your days be merry and bright, and may all your Christmases be --white.

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Cornell slut Liana Mancini

Gettin’ Jizzy With it

January 22, 2009

By bukkake queen Liana Mancini

I’d like to preface this article with a potential trigger warning. If possibly humiliating sex acts upset or disturb you, turn the page.

If you’ve ever watched porn (you devil, you!), you’ve seen it. It starts with a tight shot on a usually enormous penis and a man or woman with a snake-like ability to unhinge their jaw. It ends with a bout of serious thrusting. Then the blowjob-ee­­ pulls his dick out of the mouth and blows a big old load right onto the blowjob-er’s face. And there you have it: the cumshot. The pop shot. The money shot. The facial.

Whatever you want to call it, it’s a moment of pornographic perfection — the supposed marker of an “authentic” flick. Up until that point, you never know if that elephantine cock is just being fluffed every now and again without ever delivering the goods. It’s also just plain good closure at the end of an exhausting scene of fuckery. Not seeing an orgasm would be like not knowing if the dogs and cat ever got back to their family at the end of Homeward Bound. You’d just feel sad, confused and a little hurt.

I’ve been on the receiving end of a splooge sprinkle twice in my life. Neither were very pleasurable experiences. If one argument against the cumshot is its demeaning connotations, my first time was a prime example. After a fight about my blossoming infidelity to a partner and our subsequent reconciliation, makeup sex included a facial that was nothing short of vindictive. At least he asked first. And to be fair, I said yes. But to be honest, I felt terrible afterward.

My second foray into goo-face was largely uneventful, except that in remembering how awful the first time was, I rekindled my extreme aversion. Washing semen off my glasses after that (better than getting it in your eye!) was a very emotional moment. Gross. And emotional.

So on a personal level, I’m against the facial. Maybe there are more pearly masks in my future, but I won’t be asking for one any time soon. The men I spoke to about cumshots were largely against them. Most women I approached about the subject didn’t want to talk about it. I guess I need to pick a better opener than, “What are your thoughts on cumshots?”

Those responses are telling. Almost all of the men I spoke with were against coming on someone’s face because they perceived it as a debasing act — so either they’re truly upstanding characters, or they were lying. One guy I asked said that even though he fantasizes about cum shots, he would never give one to his girlfriend. While the women mostly didn’t say anything, almost all of them showed expressions of pretty serious disgust when asked. It’s ingrained in us: to put your bodily fluids on someone is an act of supreme disrespect, dominance and objectification. For some people, cumshots should be left to the realm of fantasy.

Then what do you do when the debasement is exactly why it’s hot? Humiliation and objectification get a lot of people’s rocks off — myself included. Is it wrong, then? Is it actually objectification if you ask for it? And if it isn’t wrong to want it, is it wrong to want to do it?

A cumshot immediately provokes a visceral response, whether it’s repulsion or arousal. But what we have to remember is that it can’t stand by itself. The cumshot alone means almost nothing. So you’re jizzing on a person’s face, big deal. It doesn’t inherently stand for misogyny or domination until you splooge on someone’s face with the intent of mentally or emotionally harming them. And when that’s the case, your little cum droplets can have a huge amount of hurtful power.

The one undeniable thing about a cumshot is that for the giver, the pleasure is all mental. I can’t see what is physically pleasurable about removing your penis from a warm, wet place only to let it hang out in the chilly air. But I can understand the visual appeal of seeing the pop shot. Entire porn sites are devoted to the subject, from normal dudes coming on their ladies’ faces to freakishly large and totally fake wangs spurting gallons of yogurt onto everyone in the vicinity.

Maybe facials are best left to the pros, and sometimes even they brace themselves for it. Water down some vanilla pudding and flick it at your face if you need time to get accustomed to it. And be careful about doing anything you absolutely don’t want to do, especially if you ever feel pressured (this goes for cumshot givers, too!). And if you do ever sense that someone is doing this to upset or hurt you, get the hell away from that person as fast as you can — there are better people to get jizzy with.

A cumshot is not just an orgasm. It’s an act, and a very deliberate one. Its inspiration may come from porn, but you too can experience the feeling of hot, sticky liquid being shot on your face — in the comfort of your own home! Results may vary. But give it a shot, if you’re so inclined.

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Date: October 10th, 2010 7:08 PM
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fugly skank Anna Schleelein

went on to toilet law school BU

http://www.bu.edu/law/communications/images/schleele_000.jpg

Anna Schleelein jerking her twat:

Maybe it's because you're bored. Maybe it's because you're just heinously unattractive, and no one wants to sleep with you. Maybe it's because you're engaged to a boy going to school in California, and you don't want anybody else, but for whatever reason at Boston College, you do it. You touch yourself.

Guys seem to have no problem admitting that they spank the monkey on a regular basis, regardless of whether or not they engage in regular sexual activity with well, you know, another person. Most even recommend flogging the dolphin before a big date. How's that for a pre-emptive strike? But in all seriousness, guys seem to have figured out that the solution to being young, having surging hormones, and wanting to hump everything that moves is not in fact to hump everything that moves, but rather to answer the bone-a-phone themselves. Some of you have done so to the point of becoming ambidextrous. Congratulations. You're super.

What boys outwardly admit we girls are still reluctant to own up to. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because there's no cute little slang names for touching yourself when you're female. True, they exist, but would your friends even necessarily get what you meant by auditioning the finger puppets? Maybe, maybe not. But why make it so necessary to beat around the bush? Don't give into the stigma that you're not supposed to enjoy yourself sexually, or that you even need someone else to do it. Have that orgasm and have it all by yourself.

You're a big girl now. If you're not sure if you've experienced the big O, then you and your dominant hand need to improve those lines of communication and get to know each other. If you are already privy to your body's idiosyncrasies (props) you probably already know masturbating has some decidedly advantageous aspects. First, you don't need any equipment. No condoms. No cute underwear. No man. You don't even need sneakers for this sport. And yes, it does burn calories.

Next, masturbating is an exercise of your own pleasure zones, a total affirmation of the self. You're sure to get out of it what you put into it. Gender regardless, can you ever really say that about hooking up? Guys, paying for dinner entitles you to nothing more than a thank you. Girls, you've probably gotten the short end of the stick in the pleasure department at least once. Take matters into your own hands. With masturbation you're guaranteed a good return on your investment. You don't even have to tell your right hand it looks hot (unless of course you enjoy that kind of self-aggrandizing verbal masturbation), put up with watching a sport you hate, or worry about whether a shirt makes you look fat. Granted, your hand will not tell you that you look hot either, but 10 minutes is 10 minutes for you and only you.

The best reason to touch yourself, though, is that it provides the gratification without any of the risk. God won't strike you down. You will not go blind, get all hairy, or go insane. Trust me on this one. I have yet to morph into Chewbacca or be struck by lightning, and something tells me that given the inside track to God we've got here, I'd be the first to go. You may debate my sanity.

In a world of AIDS, genital warts, herpes, and other nasties, self-gratification is one of the few pleasures we can all safely engage in. Granted, "everybody's doing it" tends to be a bad reason for justifying almost any type of behavior, but not this time. This time it's a great reason, because everybody's doing it for an even better reason: the safest sex you can have is with yourself.

Anna Schleelein is a staff columnist for The Heights. Her column appears weekly in this space.

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asian whore wannabe Teresa Chin

too ugly to get men to pay to fuck her, so Teresa Chin is a perpetual grad student

http://www.mch.berkeley.edu/_/rsrc/1221064122471/current-students/teresa-chin/Teresa%20bio%20picture.JPG?height=150&width=200

http://foodsexlovethesis.wordpress.com/

In this enlightened age of women's rights, let us not ignore the sexual forefront of this movement, where more equality actually exists than some people realize. Hang on to your hats, gentlemen, and feel free to go with the flow, ladies; we're here to talk about female ejaculation.

Yup, women also have the ability to squirt, a concept many people find to be super sexy. Female ejaculation brings a whole new dimension of "authenticity" to the female orgasm.

Tighten a few muscles, curl some toes, and moan like a banshee, and you've done more than enough to convince your partner that they've reached sex-god status. For all those suddenly disconcerted partners out there, know that there's no faking female ejaculation, at least without some sort of complicated tubing system and a dedicated special effects team.

Berkeley City Club

The number one sexual hang-up I hear from women is that they have trouble reaching orgasm. Every woman is capable of having an orgasm, and if your partner is really taking the time and effort in your sexual relationship, you both are probably asking yourselves, "What's going on here?"

For women for whom orgasm is a problem, there is always that possibility that they are not letting themselves go, and that their expectations about what an orgasm is supposed to be like are actually holding them back. I've heard several women describe the build-up to climax as a "gotta pee" feeling, yet they keep waiting for some classic sign of orgasm.

However, for some women, that "gotta pee" feeling is the orgasm waiting to literally escape the floodgates. Female ejaculation can be a wet, wild orgasmic experience, should you let yourself acknowledge that possibility.

So exactly where does all this fluid come from, and what does it consist of? When a woman gets turned on, vaginal juices definitely start flowing, but female ejaculatory fluid, which I like to call "cumt," actually emanates from the urethra. This explains the common misconception that it is actually urine, but cumt is actually produced from the approximately 150 ducts in the female prostate gland.

Chances are that if you ever thought you accidentally leaked a little while carried away, you were probably inadvertently participating in this fascinating phenomenon. Congratulations.

There are a few different techniques to get a woman to ejaculate, but the two major ones require us to revisit two of our friends, the G-spot and the clitoris.

Female G-spot stimulation involves one or two fingers inside the vagina, and moving your fingers in that oh-so-famous "come hither" motion. It may take a few times to perfect this technique (practice makes perfect), so don't expect buckets of love on your first try.

The G-spot technique doesn't work for all women, in which case clitoral stimulation seems to be your best bet. Rubbing is great, but a gentle flicking action with tongue or fingertip is much more likely to bring on a climax.

Ladies, should you feel the urge to pee, it's time for that leap of faith. Going with the flow does require some confidence in yourself, a reason why many women hold back. Good techniques to avoid anxiety include peeing before you begin any sort of sexual play, taking a hot bath or reading some exotic literature. You should feel sexy and erotic as you begin, and ejaculation should be a part of that desirability.

There's no recipe for what good sex or a good orgasm is supposed to be like. Keeping an open mind and allowing for the possibility of an unconventional experience will help your confidence and your sexual expression. This is not to say that you need to dive out of your comfort zone, but merely appreciate the complexities of your own body.

Not everyone is going to be a "squirter," but don't be so quick to mentally limit what you may be capable of. You'll probably surprise yourself. In this enlightened age of women's rights, let us not ignore the sexual forefront of this movement, where more equality actually exists than some people realize. Hang on to your hats, gentlemen, and feel free to go with the flow, ladies; we're here to talk about female ejaculation.

Yup, women also have the ability to squirt, a concept many people find to be super sexy. Female ejaculation brings a whole new dimension of "authenticity" to the female orgasm.

Tighten a few muscles, curl some toes, and moan like a banshee, and you've done more than enough to convince your partner that they've reached sex-god status. For all those suddenly disconcerted partners out there, know that there's no faking female ejaculation, at least without some sort of complicated tubing system and a dedicated special effects team.

Berkeley City Club

The number one sexual hang-up I hear from women is that they have trouble reaching orgasm. Every woman is capable of having an orgasm, and if your partner is really taking the time and effort in your sexual relationship, you both are probably asking yourselves, "What's going on here?"

For women for whom orgasm is a problem, there is always that possibility that they are not letting themselves go, and that their expectations about what an orgasm is supposed to be like are actually holding them back. I've heard several women describe the build-up to climax as a "gotta pee" feeling, yet they keep waiting for some classic sign of orgasm.

However, for some women, that "gotta pee" feeling is the orgasm waiting to literally escape the floodgates. Female ejaculation can be a wet, wild orgasmic experience, should you let yourself acknowledge that possibility.

So exactly where does all this fluid come from, and what does it consist of? When a woman gets turned on, vaginal juices definitely start flowing, but female ejaculatory fluid, which I like to call "cumt," actually emanates from the urethra. This explains the common misconception that it is actually urine, but cumt is actually produced from the approximately 150 ducts in the female prostate gland.

Chances are that if you ever thought you accidentally leaked a little while carried away, you were probably inadvertently participating in this fascinating phenomenon. Congratulations.

There are a few different techniques to get a woman to ejaculate, but the two major ones require us to revisit two of our friends, the G-spot and the clitoris.

Female G-spot stimulation involves one or two fingers inside the vagina, and moving your fingers in that oh-so-famous "come hither" motion. It may take a few times to perfect this technique (practice makes perfect), so don't expect buckets of love on your first try.

The G-spot technique doesn't work for all women, in which case clitoral stimulation seems to be your best bet. Rubbing is great, but a gentle flicking action with tongue or fingertip is much more likely to bring on a climax.

Ladies, should you feel the urge to pee, it's time for that leap of faith. Going with the flow does require some confidence in yourself, a reason why many women hold back. Good techniques to avoid anxiety include peeing before you begin any sort of sexual play, taking a hot bath or reading some exotic literature. You should feel sexy and erotic as you begin, and ejaculation should be a part of that desirability.

There's no recipe for what good sex or a good orgasm is supposed to be like. Keeping an open mind and allowing for the possibility of an unconventional experience will help your confidence and your sexual expression. This is not to say that you need to dive out of your comfort zone, but merely appreciate the complexities of your own body.

Not everyone is going to be a "squirter," but don't be so quick to mentally limit what you may be capable of. You'll probably surprise yourself.

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Date: October 10th, 2010 7:23 PM
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yvonne k. fulbright

NYU skank

http://www.onlinedatingmagazine.com/images/reviews/book/yvonnefulbright.jpg



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http://encyclopediadramatica.com/College_Sex_Bloggers

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Date: October 15th, 2010 3:20 PM
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Christine Yu (Christine Z. Yu)

http://tech.mit.edu/V129/N49/graphics/toyreview-0.html

violent cunt

Domestic assault; Christine Z. Yu of 450 Memorial Dr, #326F, Cambridge, Mass., arrested for domestic violence

http://tech.mit.edu/V128/N8/polog.html

http://tech.mit.edu/V128/N39/yu.html

Talk Nerdy To Me

The Fuck Buddy That Wasn’t

By Christine Yu

September 16, 2008

I never got the sex talk — my parents handed me a pamphlet, figuring that I’d learn what they considered my usual way; from literature and experts. Well, they were right, I did learn my usual way — the “hard” way. So, here’s some tips how to handle some common issues.

Problem: You get walked in on.

Solution: Invite the person to join — usually, that’s a great way to make the person run out of the room. Actually, this is the reason that I stopped going to one of the dorms (not saying which, but it’s easy to guess). Three’s company though, so if they agree, it could be fun. I don’t have any expertise in threesomes, sorry.

If you’re not that audacious, throw the covers over yourself, and the person should get the hint. If you don’t like that idea, put on a show. Exhibitionism can be fun. Also, if you walk in on someone, don’t gawk. Give the couple — err, sometimes couples — their privacy!

Problem: You wake up in bed with someone, and you have no recollection of the night before — including his/her name.

Solution: Go with Michael or Elizabeth! According to admissions statistics, those have been the most popular names for the last 2 years (3 for Elizabeth) in a row! (Ever wonder why they published that?) Actually, darling or sweetie is a better substitute. Do not use the word baby or honey — that reminds most of us of our parents or grandparents. You could always avoid using a name — I mean how much talking did you really do last night? Try to find an ID — most people keep their student ID close to them at all time. Along with seeing their cheesy senior picture, you’ll know their name, which allows you to do all the Facebook stalking you want.

Problem: He can’t get it up.

Solution: This is the number one reason why sex and alcohol do not mix well. Sometimes, guys start crying when this happens. (Once again, not that I know from past experience …) From talking to others on this, I realize there are typically three ways girls handle this: They 1. Do it themselves 2. Point and laugh 3. Give into a sexless night and then tell all their friends about it later. I suggest either the first or second option. Ok. So, I’m not a total bitch, and I’m too self-conscious to actually laugh. So, it’s safer to go with the first, for some reason beyond me, guys tend to get hard by watching a girl pleasure herself. If not, at least you got off.

Problem: She goes dry.

Solution: Lube! Do not just keep thrusting, didn’t you learn about friction in physics class? Well, friction is bad here! Ok, some people don’t keep lube with them at all times — actually, the only time I think of lube is when some mentions anal (Astroglide, anyone?). Safe lubes to use are water based, so they dry up quickly. Thus, you’re usually reapplying it in the middle of sex. Honestly, it’d be better to stop the sex and have more foreplay, since drying up usually means there wasn’t enough time spent on arousing her. So, perform oral on her. For the amount of reply I got on my piece about oral (and the lack of cunnilingus), I guess my simple guidelines weren’t enough. I suppose people wanted a rule of thumb for tongue. Well, that’ll come next week.

Problem: You left your iTunes on shuffle and Zelda music came on.

Solution: Do not stop kissing, and ask the girl, “how far do you want to go?” First of all, I thought guys stopped asking that question in high school. I mean, I thought guys asked, “are you sure?” in college, cause they’re running under the assumption that they’re going to get laid. “Err, we can go to base 3.14,” is probably how you should respond if you’re faced with this question. (Maybe, that means 69-ing … I mean you’re kind of in a circle.) Also, did he totally miss the fact that the music came on?! The smoothest way to handle it is to shut off your music. Joke about it. She probably found it comical, hey, she might even mention it in a column!

Whatever you do though, do not to throw the girl off your futon after she changes her mind about it. Trust me on this one; she doesn’t want an unnecessary bruise to remind her of the fuck buddy that wasn’t. Lesson to be learned here: don’t leave iTunes on shuffle — unless you have a playlist made.

Problem: The guy is into [insert fetish here.]

Solution: College is where you’re supposed to explore. You might just find you like whatever kink it is he has. Although, if you’re really uncomfortable, don’t give in to the pressure. However, you should be open minded. Maybe, I give off a kinky vibe. Little “adorable” Asian girl? (I suppose you never do know with the “quiet” types.) I haven’t met a guy who didn’t propose some light BDSM, so handcuffs don’t seem like such a big deal. People need to stop acting like they’re so taboo. Have a good safe word — do not choose anything impossible to pronounce (under three syllables is always good and in English) or something you might say anyway (*coughs* the guy’s name.)

Problem: The shirt comes off and you notice a foul smell.

Solution: Occupational hazard of being an MIT student — specifically in certain majors. I suggest taking a shower together, because if the sex is good, you’re going to be taking deep breaths. When I say taking a shower, I literally mean taking a shower. It’s good foreplay. Do not have sex in the dorm showers. First of all, sex with water is something that’s much more difficult than it looks. You’d think water would add lube — well, it doesn’t. Water and water-based lubes are two different things. Also, most of the showers here are too small, and I don’t think you’re going to want your body rubbing up against fungus — you were probably better off plugging your nose during sex in the first place.

Problem: You haven’t had sex in months or you’ve never had sex.

Solution: Join the club. This might come as a shock, but I haven’t had sex in months. (No, I’m not advertising this for Facebook messages proposing one night stands.) Not having sex isn’t the end of the world — it’s usually less complicated. I mean, sex can get messy, literally. Also, I’m convinced that shopping can be better than sex — I mean, I remember most of my shopping experiences better than my sexual encounters and the physical reminder isn’t a bruise! Before I get messages telling me that, “you haven’t had good sex,” I’ll just say that you haven’t had good shopping! I am human, though, so to deal with my libido, I realized that like most things, I was better off doing it myself.

Most importantly, I have to put in the word for responsible sex. Yes, I understand its college, how responsible can sex be? Well, there are certain situations that should be avoided: rape, pregnancy, and STDs. No means no, stop means stop, unless this has been discussed beforehand as some sort of kinky roleplay (importance of a safeword, once again). Communication is essential — don’t ever just assume the other person wants it, even if you’ve slept together before. There are many methods of birth control out there: IUD’s, pills, shots. MIT Medical has all of these available, including the morning after pill, should an accident arise. Also, for extra precaution, keep a condom with you at all times. Personally, I keep a Marc Jacobs one. It’s proof you can be stylish when it comes to sex, or that I’m a shopaholic. Remember, sex has responsibilities, ranging from infection to insemination, and these problems don’t have easy solutions.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16302252)



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Date: October 15th, 2010 3:33 PM
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jesus what is wrong with you dood

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16302328)



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Date: October 15th, 2010 5:08 PM
Author: Non sequitur

A+ thye thread title

rest of thread is bleh

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16302981)



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Date: October 16th, 2010 10:00 AM
Author: .,.,...,...,.,:,,,:,...,:::,...,:,.,.:..:.,:.::,.


so add some value!

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#16306948)



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Date: January 26th, 2011 2:19 PM
Author: .,.,..,,,.,..,.,.,,,,.,.,.,...,,.,.,,,.,....,


Miriam Datskovsky

Miriam Datskovsky '07 spewed the "Sexplorations" column at the Columbia University Spectator. The reason why is made obvious from this snippet:

Hooking up with my favorite guy friend was a no-brainer-until an incredibly un-glamorous bedroom incident on the night of my 19th birthday left me lost and lonely...Tomorrow will be exactly two years since my ill-fated fuck buddy incident. By all outsider and dating-book standards, I am still setting myself up for disaster. But I care too much about him to go back now. Logic says I should get myself out before I really get hurt. Logic is the last thing I care about.

—Miriam Datskovsky

Yep, her writing SUCKED even worse than Miriam Datskovsky's blowjobs! A small cottage industry of blogs popped up like a bad boner to get the cunt the indecent burial she deserved: "Fire Miriam Datskovsky!" railed one; Bwog chuckled when a NY Times Magazine piece found Miriam's work unworthy of even mentioning.; and IvyGate was amused to see Datskovsky get more fucked on than fucked.

Since college left Miriam with too many semen-smears on her resume, she remains, 4 years later, a "self-employed free-lance writer" (i.e., and unemployed skank whose publicly spread legs fucked her chance at a career).

http://encyclopediadramatica.es/College_Sex_Bloggers#Miriam_Datskovsky

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#17142346)



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Date: January 26th, 2011 2:41 PM
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Oh look: another Ivy fugly who fucked up her future by spreading her legs in public!

Once upon a time, Jessica Haralson jizzed herself over the attention she was getting. Alas, Jessica Haralson was a fatty as well as a skank, so she didn't do any nude pics (unlike Lena Chen who did too many nude pics).

Amazingly, college skank bloggers rarely ask themselves one obvious question: with all the cum on my resume/google-search profile, who the fuck will ever hire me? So it happened with Jessica Haralson; despite her worthless Ivy degree (in writing and French, lol), Jessica Haralson's job prospects were so hopeless that she ended up fleeing America. Jessica Gold Haralson, once a touted Ivy League Skank Blogger, is now babysitting kids in South Korea. Enjoy those Ddong-chims, bitch!

http://encyclopediadramatica.com/College_Sex_Bloggers#Jessica_Haralson_.28Jessica_Gold_Haralson.29

now the whore blogs here:

http://jgh-2.tumblr.com/

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#17142464)



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Date: July 30th, 2011 3:31 PM
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and now meet Cornell whore Samantha Willner...

http://a-foreplay-on-words.tumblr.com/post/3447672724/my-big-black-problem

My Big Black Problem

Ever since I can remember, I’ve had a thing for black guys.

When I was in fifth grade, my teacher had the girls in the class draw pictures of our future husbands (we won’t get into how hetero-normative this was) and I was the only one who didn’t use the peach-colored crayon to shade the skin of my betrothed. To this day, I’ll randomly watch basketball/football games (regardless of what team is playing) simply to pinpoint cute black players, and then compulsively Google their names to discover their marital status. I also once joined an interracial dating website, but that’s a story for another time.

Anyway, a few months ago I was dating a guy named Will* who happened to be black, and also happened to be really into me. Things started out slowly, much slower than I usually take things with someone I’m attracted to. A month of movie watching and party hopping passed before our first kiss, but it was clear we had natural chemistry. He was surprisingly respectful, and let me decide how far things would go between us. Since I actually liked him, I held out. It’s interesting how we women can fuck a guy on a first date if we think he’s hot, but if we like his looks and personality we suddenly play hard to get. Thus, I abstained. After nearly two months of waiting, though, I cracked and finally let Will take things to the next level.

Now, before I tell you what happened, I want to make it clear that I am totally against perpetuating racial stereotypes. All Asians don’t have to be good at math and not all Jews are cheap. Will, however, fit the stereotype of black men to a tee, and it quickly became apparent we had a big, black problem.

Will was too (ahem) big for me.

We tried different positions, slowing things down, me on top, him on top, but all to no avail. After about five minutes, the pleasure would turn to pain and I’d have to ask him to stop. As a woman who prides herself on her dick-taking abilities (Superbad, anyone?), this was a huge blow to my ego. I imagine the feeling would be similar to a guy who can’t keep his dick hard. After several weeks of trying, we settled into a strange pattern where he would come over, we would try having sex, it wouldn’t work, and then he’d eat me out and leave. Not a bad situation overall, but I was becoming increasingly insecure with my inability to please him.

Then, one fateful Friday night, I drunkenly returned home from the bars and decided I needed Will in my bed ASAP. Perhaps I believed the alcohol would somehow make him smaller or easier to handle. To my dismay, we soon found ourselves in the same predicament. Will kindly stopped per my request, but instead of moving forward, I did the worst thing a girl can do mid-coitus: I started to cry.

In my defense, I am not a crier; I usually prefer to suffer in silence. In this drunken stupor, however, all reasoned action went out the window. Will tried to comfort me, but it was no use. As my mascara ran down my face, I felt somehow less than a woman. What’s the point of dating a guy with a huge penis if you can’t fuck him?!

Unsurprisingly, Will and I ended things shortly after this incident (although it was not entirely related to our problems in the bedroom). The whole situation got me wondering how many other women have experienced similar problems, and if anything can be done to fix it. After doing some extensive research on the subject (read: Googling), I found some interesting information on the topic that may have saved me some frustration and self-esteem loss had I discovered it sooner.

Here’s what I learned: Apparently, only the first five-to-seven inches of a woman’s vagina contains feel-good nerve receptors. If a guy’s penis moves beyond this point, it starts entering cervix territory, which does not contain these pleasure axons. Thus, men that are in the “eight-inch-plus” category might be banging your literal baby maker which is painful, to say the least. Positions that make these non-pleasurable regions more accessible, like doggy-style which angles the pelvis downward, might be out of the question for well-endowed partners. Even more interestingly, seeing a man with a large penis pre-fuck might make women’s vaginas less likely to be, for lack of a better term, compliant. According to an article in Cosmopolitan, anticipating discomfort causes our muscles to tense up. In other words, women may clench their kegels after seeing an exceptionally large penis because they expect that it’s going to hurt them, and as a result, it does. If we assume that this is true, then the pain is just a self-fulfilling prophecy and perhaps we can “think” our way toward good sex.

Given the large number of websites, advice columns, and chat rooms devoted to discussing the topic of men who are too big, it’s clear that this is an issue many women grapple with. Fortunately, there are a variety of ways to deal with a guy whose dick makes you want to crawl up into the fetal position and never have sex again. The general rules I picked up from surveying these websites are, briefly, lots of lube, shallow positions, and foreplay. To elaborate, if a woman is not wet enough, sex with anybody is going to increase friction and potentially cause pain. Next, and as I mentioned before, positions that allow a man to penetrate deeply are probably going to be the most painful for a woman. So sticking with girl-on-top, or missionary with the woman’s legs down can help reduce the likelihood of passing the pleasure point. Finally, foreplay can not only help make things nice and wet, it can keep a man’s member at bay. If he’s ready to burst before he penetrates, the woman is going to get the full brunt of his manhood. Thus, if the man comes once before the sex begins, things might not be so bad (although, I should mention this info is coming from Cosmo, which has a tendency to over-emphasize women’s duty to please men, despite its feminist agenda, but the advice sounds good in theory).

I suppose I could have handled my situation with Will much differently, but alas, I am too stubborn (and dramatic) for my own good. For the rest of you out there, I wouldn’t dismiss a guy simply because his dick is too big. The idea that “bigger is better” permeates every aspect of our society (i.e.; McDonald’s Supersize meals), but it obviously doesn’t apply to everything, especially sex. If you are willing to try different alternatives, though, bigger can be made better. Keep in mind, however, that sex is all about feeling good, so if things still aren’t working out after several attempts, you might have to throw in the towel. The good news is, you can still do like I do and fantasize about Kobe Bryant to pass the time. :)

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#18643963)



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Date: October 28th, 2011 2:54 PM
Author: .,.,..,,,.,..,.,.,,,,.,.,.,...,,.,.,,,.,....,


http://encyclopediadramatica.es/College_Sex_Bloggers#Jessica_Sheldon

"Last night, I was lying in bed with a guy. Nick barged into my room without knocking, as per usual. Nick: Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Are you the guy who fucked Jessica Sheldon? Guy: Yeah? Nick: Good job! Thank you, thank you! She had been complaining about that for weeks. Okay, y’all get back to it. I’ll play some music for you. Go! Tyler: (from outside) Do you need me to get you guys anything?"

1 Erica Andrist

2 Meghan Bainum

3 Jenna Bromberg

4 Lena Chen

5 Helen Chiu

6 Miriam Datskovsky

7 Shelley Gupta

8 Jessica Haralson (Jessica Gold Haralson)

9 Karen Owen

10 Samantha Willner

11 Zoe Yang (Pomona College)

12 Christine Yu

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#19257782)



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Date: October 28th, 2011 3:01 PM
Author: .,.,.,.,.....,,,.,.,.,...,.,.


im gonna go out on a limb here and say that you get laid rarely if ever

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#19257853)



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Date: October 28th, 2011 3:19 PM
Author: .,.,..,,,.,..,.,.,,,,.,.,.,...,,.,.,,,.,....,


oh so very False

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#19257964)



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Date: October 28th, 2011 3:22 PM
Author: .,.,.,.,.....,,,.,.,.,...,.,.


the evidence is pretty compelling

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#19257980)



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Date: October 28th, 2011 3:33 PM
Author: .,.,..,,,.,..,.,.,,,,.,.,.,...,,.,.,,,.,....,


No, not RLY

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#19258048)



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Date: October 28th, 2011 3:51 PM
Author: Randolph Scott

I thought this was a true or false deal...not a copy and paste playground for a clearly mentally unstable virginal pumo.

I'll go with true

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=1446904&forum_id=2#19258128)