“Amora Sex Theme Park opens in London”

One of the most highly-anticipated attractions of the year has opened this week in London. The Amora Sex Theme Park promises to get heartbeats racing in the heart of London. With interactive exhibitions, practical advice, social areas, Amora is designed to be an informative sex academy. It is aiming to provide practical advice on all things sexual in a fun, lively, and open environment. Visitors can expect to learn all about it, from flirting and foreplay to climax and cunnilingus, in a fully interactive theme park.

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“Americans Falling Behind in the Bedroom”

Americans are having a lot less sex than just about everyone else in the world, and when they do, less than half are fully satisfied.
On average, Americans have sex just 85 times a year (about once every 4.3 days) — well below the global average of 103 times (about once every 3.5 days), with only the Japanese (48 times), people in Hong Kong (82 times) and Nigerians (84 times) having less sex. Moreover, less than half of Americans (48%) are fully satisfied with their sex lives.

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“More Americans keep it green when they get it on”

In addition to reducing their contributions to pollution and purchasing organic food, many environmentally-conscious individuals are applying their passion for the earth to their passion for each other. The environmental movement has moved into the bedroom, and more and more couples are looking to green up their sex lives.

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“My ex stole my sex toy, Slope woman tells cops”

A few hours later, a former boyfriend allegedly used his key to enter his 27-year-old former girlfriend’s Union Street apartment to steal a ring, a pair of earrings and what police euphemistically referred to as “a sex toy.”

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Recently we donated a big bag of beautiful dildos all for the sake of art. We signed on as sponsors of the “Sex Worker Visions II & One Sex Work Nation Under Dildo“ event hosted by $pread Magazine which will be opening May 1st at Arena Studios. The ladies got their hands on the dildos this past Sunday and went to town with them.

$pread is a quarterly, glossy magazine by and for sex workers and those who support their rights. The magazine has a focus on personal experiences and political insights, and contains practical information like news, features, health columns, and resources related to the sex industry. $pread builds community in the sex trade by featuring the honest and diverse perspectives of those who know it best: the women and men who work within this sensationalized, highly stereotyped industry.

Here is some of their fine work:

More about the event:

Sex Workers Visions II, curated by Audacia Ray and co-sponsored $pread Magazine, Arena Studios, and the SoHo Arts Council
Opening May 1, 2007 from 6 to 9 pm
Runs through July 28, 2007
Arena Studios, 407 Broome Street, Suite 7A
In $pread magazine’s second annual art show, sex workers with an artistic bent step up and tell their stories visually. The show includes art by Zak Smith, Genevive Zacconi, and Vena Virago, in addition to illustrations and photographs that have appeared in $pread magazine, as well as a special opening night exhibition of hand-decorated dildos by sex workers.

Recently I had the privilege to sit down with author and sexual deviant extraordinaire, Suzanne Portnoy.

Allow me to expound for a moment on my terminology. According to the Cambridge English Dictionary, deviant behavior is described as “a person or behaviour that is not usual and is generally considered to be unacceptable.” This of course begs the question: What is usual or acceptable? One could say that deviant behavior violates the social contract which, according to Rousseau, is only legitimate to the extent that it meets the general interest. But let’s say the general interest is both spoken and unspoken. My point is simple, public and private behavior should have equal consideration for general interest. Enough people engage in, ponder, seek out, or simply desire sexually adventurous behavior to say that it, in fact, deviates from nothing. So to call Ms. Portnoy a deviant is simply a term of endearment, a tongue-in-cheek wink-wink kind of way to show my acceptance. There is a ‘deviant’ in each and every one of us.

Suzanne was visiting from London to promote her book, The Butcher, The Baker, The Candlestick Maker, a book that follows Suzanne’s sexual escapades prior to marriage and following her divorce. Admittedly, I read the book while riding the subway on my morning commutes to work. There were moments I had to put the book down due to excessive redness in my cheeks and sweating on the nape of my neck. For those of you wondering, that is a positive reaction.

We met up at Corner Bistro in the West Village and ordered ourselves each a glass of wine, her a Pinot Grigio and for myself a Chardonnay. It was a fast paced conversation that I wished I had a recorder for instead of my trusty pen and notepad. Her open and fearless manner might have struck some as shocking but I found it refreshing. It seems almost customary that in order to start a frank conversation about sex one party must feign shyness or embarrassment (”Oh my god, I can’t believe you just said that!” Which inevitably leads to something along the lines of, “I’ve tried that too!” Because the ’shy’ party, though no more innocent than the initiator, needs to know they won’t be judged or rejected in order to open up.) But speaking with Suzanne was not like this. Nor is her book.

Suzanne’s professional job is Publicist. She has kept a blog, in one form or another, since 2002. Now her blog is used not just to market her book but she also finds it an excellent place to write freely and flesh out stories. In fact, Suzanne points to the web as the nexus in her own self-discovery as well as an ideal venue for women who may feel sexually sheltered to explore possibilities. Her path started on some traditional dating sites to see what the world had to offer. She encourages the curious among us to approach online dating with a sense of fun, just as she has. Now that she has a better handle on her desires and needs she finds the swingers’ dating sites suit her best. One cannot say the she is not resourceful nor inefficient about fulfilling her desires, even before arriving in NYC she had dates set up via Craigslist and after appearing on Howard Stern she had many more, even a Sky Cap at JFK emailed her with his exact location in case she might have some time to kill before her flight back to London.

To say Suzanne is clever about satisfying her sexual appetite is an understatement. She is downright devious (wink wink) about finding the ways and means. When I asked her about having children and her feelings on how women tend to remain sexually dormant because of their kids she said that these women needed to stop thinking about sex during normal hours and places. She explained that there are so many pockets of time in a normal day that simply go to waste when one could in fact be bent over in perhaps a bathroom stall or a coat closet. This certainly has changed the way I look at my Outlook Daily Planner and the large bathroom at the Starbucks on 6th Ave.

Suzanne is an amazing person, bending and quite possibly contorting the sexual confines of her own life. She has an intensity about her that is infectious and like a firefly, enchanting. Reading her book is strongly recommended and may even allow you to expand your own personal sexual confines, at least redefine them.

Since I’ve become the Unofficial Queen of Free Amateur Internet Porn (a title I wear proudly) I thought I’d point you in another direction today.

Ever since the advent of the internet there have been these hideous thumbnail galleries. Before video sites came about these were my only source for free eye candy. Back in the day my buddy Dan and I would sit on IM all evening sending each other links back and forth of different galleries…

DAN : Check THIS out, she’s hot
MEME : Nice…look at this guy’s massive COCK! I’m in love.
DAN : Not bad, mine’s bigger though
MEME : UR soooooo full of shit
DAN : Fuck off
MEME : Hahaha
DAN : Anyway, look at THIS girl’s tits…nice, just the way I like ‘em
MEME : Whats so nice about them?
DAN : She’s got those perfect silver-dollar sized nipples
MEME : Silver-dollar sized?
DAN : You know, not too small, not too big
MEME : Interesting

So, I was recently looking at a fairly new “web 2.0″ style thumbnail gallery Eroshare. The advantage of this site over all those old-school galleries is you don’t have to worry about a million pop-up pages or redirects into galleries you didn’t even search for like those zoophilia sites…bleeeeeech, not to mention it’s free and they’ve recently added video uploads. The best part is all the amateur pics, my fav. Anyway, Eroshare has a nice feel, navigation, and search. Like any web 2.0 site it also groups using “tags”

Good stuff. Wait a second…what’s that tag there? God Looking? What does that mean? Is it the tag for which porn god looks at? Holy shit, that’s gotta be some supreme porn!

*_{I dedicate this post to Adrie Santos, may your fingers ache and your lube supply never end!}

I’m a huge fan of porn. I love the classics like Behind the Green Door or Deep Throat, simply timeless.

I realize most people think it’s not common for a woman to be so enthusiastic about porn. But, I truly believe the number of women who enjoy porn is much higher than actually reported. Porn is not just for boys and pervs, people!

Aside from my DVD collection I also appreciate the plethora of amateur porn available on the internet. I used to be a big fan of pornotube but it just loads too slowly and when you’re horny that’s like a guy going soft on you right before penetration. So the other day I found Porncasting. I clicked on a video, it loaded quickly and playback was smooth, as smooth as the rhythmic vibes of my LayaSpot. Of course working at a sex toy company has it’s advantages in this arena. This morning I came into the office and announced to my coworkers that I had found an awesome porn site that they needed to look at. It was at that point that one of my coworkers told me his unfortunately break-up due to Midget Porn. As the story goes, he was given a tape as a joke (at least that’s what he says) and passed it around to some friends. Years later he was at a party with a girl he was dating at the time and one of the friends whom he had passed the tape on to brought up the story. They all had a good laugh and later that evening the girl he was dating brought it up. It turned into a full-blown argument. Apparently she was deeply offended that he would firstly own porn and secondly pass it around. So they broke up. They broke up because of Midget Porn. That’s gotta be the best break story, sure beats my “we broke up cause I like to cuss, a lot” story. Fucking hell.

Anyway back to my porn watching. So I was on Porncasting last night searching around. Whenever you have a site that relies heavily on user-generated content you inevitably get a widely varied mix of stuff. I’m not one to judge (at least when it comes to other people’s fetishes) but I was really kinda freaked out by this one…

Which of course led to a lively discussion among us about other crazy ‘porn’ video we have come across. Like “vomit” porn or the use of objects (I strongly encourage you NOT to click on those links, only there for proof that these things exist…and really if someone has thought about it there is about a 99.9% chance you can find it on the internet). It all make midget porn seems pretty run-of-the-mill.

Why are we so afraid of female sexuality?

It seems every few years someone writes a book exposing the (supposed) dark side of women’s decent into sexual gratification. First of all let’s tackle some stereotypes. I’ll just throw some of the more egregious ones out there for you. Women should be virgins when they get married. A woman who has had multiple partners is a whore. Men don’t marry women that have slept around. Etc., etc. etc.

Barf.

Let’s take a trip in Meme’s sweet little pocket rocket shaped time machine.

Our first stop: 1919, Frederick Killian created a condom that didn’t age as fast as previous kinds by hand-dipping them from natural rubber latex. These new type of condoms enjoyed a great expansion of sales. By the mid-1930s, the fifteen largest makers in the U.S. were producing 1.5 million condoms a day.

Hop back in, here we go: 1963, 2.3 million American women are using the Pill.

Now let’s get back to present time. There are a plethora of birth control choices.

Bear with me, I’m getting to my point.

In 1919, when the first reliable condoms were mass produced they were immediately popular. Why is that? Because now women could have sex for the pleasure of it, no longer burdened by the fear that they may get pregnant. Epiphany!

By the time the Pill was introduced in the ’60s it extended an extra freedom to women. They no longer had to rely on the man to wear the condom and could decide their own reproductive fate. Once again women could now have sex for the pure pleasure of it.

So, the other day I was reading a review for a book called ‘Unhooked’ by Laura Sessions Stepp, subtitled, ‘How Young Women Pursue Sex, Delay Love and Lose at Both’. In describing how she came to venture into the topic of young women and sex she recalls a story,

“In the spring of 1998, the principal of a suburban Washington, D.C., middle school called about twenty-five parents to a special night meeting. There, over the annoying hum of the fluorescent bulbs found in eighth-grade classrooms around the country, she announced that as many as a dozen girls had been performing oral sex on two or three boys for most of the school year. The thirteen- and fourteen-year-old students were getting it on at parties, in parks and even in a couple of neighborhood parking lots.“

I’m sure I’m treading on thin ice when I say that I do NOT find this the least bit upsetting. My sexual growth and development, from masturbation to heavy petting to girl-on-girl, have played a large part in my adult sexual health. I am able to enjoy myself, feel comfortable with my body, and give pleasure all in equal measure.

What struck me about this topic is two-fold. First, these girls are experimenting sexually with alternatives to vaginal penetration. These are some smart cookies, much like their fore-mothers, they are taking control of their own sexual economics. (If you haven’t figured it out by now, non-vaginal sex=no pregnancy). And the fact that the onus is entirely on the girl, as usual, just makes the argument moot. Consensual sex people!

Let’s stop this swarm of fear based propaganda being heaped on women’s bodies and bring pleasure back into the bedroom.

You know, every once in while you come across a new fetish that totally takes you by surprise, “They get turned on by that??” So just today I was perusing the sex news from around the world and came across an article about a guy who likes to have sex with his car, not IN his car but WITH his car.

Um, yeah. And how exactly does that work logistically?

I did some investigating and according to one site there are a variety of methods.

“The tailpipe of the car is, of course, where the exhaust comes out. So in this sense, the tailpipe is an anus.”

Fucking brilliant! But isn’t there a potential slice/burn risk?

He goes on the say,

“The best way to have sex with a car, however, is not raw. You need the following equipment:

• 1 Dekhyr Dragon Industries (Teledildonics Division) Sexual Interface Unit.

[...]

The SIU is essentially a tube made of foam rubber, rolled such that the inner diameter is slightly smaller than the diameter of your erect penis. When lubricated, it acts as a sexual interface to whatever you attach it to. In this case, it is inserted into the tailpipe of the car you want to have sex with.”

And just to state the obvious…

“NEVER fuck a car with the engine on. Firstly, you will be breathing hard, and that means you can poison yourself faster. Secondly, the car will either stall (because there’s something blocking the tailpipe, heh) — causing damage to the engine — or will force the exhaust out. And you have an idea where the exhaust will go, I trust. Ouch! Fatality City!

If you do not use a condom and you come inside the car, ten or fifteen minutes of driving will kill off anything inside. So you do not have to worry about STDs from that.”

And maybe there are some ladies out there a similar passion???

A bra that turns into a shopping bag….

“When the bra is being worn, the “shopping bag” portions are folded away inside the bra cups, where they serve as extra padding. The bra quickly converts to a shopping bag by removing the bag portions from the cups and connecting the hooks on the bra’s underwire. The lace cups serve as decoration along with the shoulder straps, which are disconnected and tied to the top of the bag as ribbons.”

Um, what? What happens to your boobs when said shopping bag is in use? Just hang there? Is there a way to fill the bag and convert it back into a bra? You could go from A to DD with a quick trip to the local bodega.

Or what about this?

“Driv-e-mocion is a nifty device that attaches to your rear window and can be programmed to display a variety of messages — in form of smiling/frowning faces or words. Best of all, it’s priced at just $20 here.”

Personally, I don’t think these images fully represent this product’s potential. Since I always have sex on the mind and am an incessant flirt, what better way to amuse myself (and possibly meet someone) than using this in a traffic jam.

[Images and products via TechEBlog]

I don’t know about you but I feel ancient anytime I go on MySpace. I never expect to meet people there and I especially don’t expect to find like-minded people. I’m betting that I’m not the target demographic for MySpace and that’s fine cause there are places for people like me.

The other day I came across a relatively new (well, new enough to snatch up a desirable username) site, called SmutVibes. SmutVibes is kinda like MySpace but for adults only. People post up their profiles and their naughty pics, it’s awesome.

I think we can all agree that the success of the internet is due in part to porn, in great part. I mean, sure there’s other valuable information on the ‘net but I’m willing to bet my favorite vibrator that everyone who has ever been online has at least once looked at porn.

Don’t worry I won’t tell.

I love sexy pictures. But more than that I love sexy amateur pictures. I strongly recommend you check them out…and while you’re at it set up a profile and add me as a buddy.

The freedom to orgasm just got a little tougher in Alabama. The 11th Circuit court in Alabama decided, on Valentine’s Day no less, that an Alabama law banning the sale of sex toys is not unconstitutional, on the grounds that Alabama has an interest in preserving “public morality” against the sale of such devices.

Um, what?

When did sex toys become a moral issue? And why do the courts feel they have the right to hop into our beds? The foundation of our constitution is based on the separation of church and state, now do we need a separation of bed and state?

[insert obvious joke about the sexual habits of our most esteemed law makers here]

If that’s the case maybe we should outlaw my forefinger and some spit (my primary sex toy when all other toys are out of reach.) Or pulsating showerheads.

I just have to say how not only ridiculous this is but frankly upsetting. I love my toys. I love my freedom to buy toys. And most of all I love the orgasms my toys give me. There’s nothing immoral about it. In fact, my pleasure and satisfaction make me a much nicer person to be around. Ask anyone.

The truly immoral thing is the courts trying to place shame on people. Pleasure is personal, how you achieve your pleasure is your decision…not some court. This all seems a little too Hobbesian to me. I think life without sex toys would be nasty, brutish, and short.

So we’d like to extend 10% saving on any product in our store to the residents of Alabama. Enter coupon code BAMA1 at checkout.

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