Good fucking god, did you guys ever bring it last week when we called for stories about your craziest sex injuries. There were tales of burns, stitches, broken bones, and concussions. Some of you fell off the bed, others fainted in the shower. Your stories were so amazing, in fact, that we couldn’t limit ourselves to…
This morning, when you woke up next to your schlub of a life partner, did you take a deep breath and sigh, yearning for the days when he didn’t take you for goddamn granted? Candace Bushnell did!
If you feel that something is lacking in your sex life, the normal thing to do would be to talk to your partner about it and see what's going on, and address it somehow. But I guess that's not everyone's style.
If you're intrigued by the words "subatomic bisexual orgy," today is your day. The winner of the 2013 Bad Sex in Fiction award has been announced. Once again, it's a man!
The winners are in!
Last week, we put out a call for the best (worst) bad sex stories. And boy, did readers come through. In fact, the hundreds and hundreds of submissions we received make us want to retire our genitals forever.
The best way to deal with a terrible, cringe-inducing, possibly hilarious sexual experience is to tell strangers. Win a copy of Worst Laid Plans by submitting yours in the comments. The best (worst?) ones will be put to a vote.
Growing up, I was freakishly small and no one paid attention to me. There are always some-those gnomes of the schoolyard running in slow motion toward puberty. We sad sideshows were the same as our peers emotionally, if not physically.
Our favorite canonized misogynist, Norman Mailer, has been posthumously awarded the Bad Sex in Fiction prize from Literary Review magazine for the following passage: "His mouth lathered with her sap, he turned around and embraced her face with all the passion of his own lips and face, ready at last to grind into her…