Way back in the early ‘80s when I was a college athlete, I recall my coach using the phrase “women weaken legs”! I am sure that it was before a big game, or an early heads up to the incoming freshman athletes. While I can’t recall the specific scenario, it is now almost 30 years later, and yet I still remember the phrase.
The expression raises many interesting questions ….
For example, is there scientific evidence to back this claim??
Are there certain sexual acts that are more prone to the weakening effect? How important is the “women” in this act (if you know what we mean)?
Maybe, more importantly, who were the lucky athletes who were involved in this study?? … “ok, go have sex for an hour and then we need you to run two miles” ….
How about the poor guys that were psyched to be involved in the study, only to find out that were in the “no sex” group??
If there is any evidence that “women weaken legs”, then does the reciprocal apply? Do “Men Weaken Legs” as well?? Any female athletes have some input on this one?
So, what do you think (or know)??? Do you have any first hand stories to share? Any medical professionals want to chime in (thinking that some doctor probably got a federal grant to check into this)?
I am currently planning a trip to China, as part of my ‘get myself emotionally in shape in 2010′ regime. This is incidental but integral to the following anecdote….
I ended up pulling a dude and taking him back to mine a few weeks ago, and we were both horrifically drunk and random. We finish having some sex, and while still on top of me AND INSIDE ME he comes out with:
‘Well, this’ll get you ready for China. Everyone’s crap in bed in China.’
More sexy sets from our favorite naughty Flickr photographers!
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Four Flickr sets featuring women in love with women!
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Noemi, by Ant777, two women in love…
Dana, by Mike Adams, A woman and her loving friend…
Sheziss | Cristi, by Jordi A. S. , high fashion girls…
Kacy & Krissy, by Melissarobinphoto, more ladies together…
This year, I’m a proud sponsor of the Good For Her Feminist Porn Awards! To be exact, “better than chocolate” will be featured at the dessert buffet as we are the Diamond Hospitality Sponsor! Sweet Pleasures is our business, how good is that?
The Feminist Porn Awards is hosted by my friends at Good For Her Adult Boutique and will be held on April 8th and 9th in Toronto. The official website with more detailed info about the different award categories can be found here: http://www.goodforher.com/fpa_2010.
So, why did I decide to support this event? Well, for one I am supporting the Awards because they attract some of the most dedicated boutique owners, sex educators and lovely people from all over the world and I would like to give back for the support that they extend to my young brand. But through the sponsorship I also came to realize how much there is to Feminist Porn today. When I first learned about the Awards, my first question was: Isn’t there a contradiction between “feminism” and “porn”?
Well, after all much of today’s mainstream porn production is targeting men, and often presents unnatural, stereotypical characters. So I guess what many women tend to do is to ignore porn and simply not watch it. But I have to say, that watching porn can be quite stimulating and it is a nice way to get new ideas to shake up your sex life. We all know that the world is inundated with cheesy, cliche, degrading, no-budget, patronizing and stupid porn. But we also believe that erotic fantasy is powerful stuff, and that women deserve to put their dreams and desires on film too. That’s why a group of visionaries started the feminist porn business, following the logic of Annie Sprinkle who says: “The answer to bad porn is not no porn. It’s better porn!”. I vigorously agree with Annie.
Feminist porn is defined as “Porn which does not portray, promote, or utilize stereotypical gender constructs, exploitative gaze, or highly unnatural, stereotypical appearance standards. Also, the porn would be produced by a company dedicated to equality in all levels of production, promotion, and distribution.”. The goal of the Good For Her Feminist Porn Awards is to honor pornographers whose groundbreaking work offers a fresh perspective on the sexual expression of women and everyone who finds themselves under-represented in mainstream pornography.
The past five years have seen a multitude of improvements in the adult industry as a whole, especially as it pertains to women. Perhaps most important of these is the explosion of female filmmakers looking to change the way that sex is presented on screen. Queer directors are moving away from delicate lesbian sex to authentic representations of the diversity of queer communities and exploring the ways that sex and culture interact. Straight female directors are showing that porn for women doesn’t always have to look like romance novels come to life, but that soft-core and hardcore are equally sought after by discerning female porn viewers.
What follows this growth in female directors, is of course, female viewers. Women are watching porn, talking about porn, buying porn and sharing porn with their partners in record numbers – a reported 1/3 of porn viewers are women, and as many as 9 million women access adult websites per month.
If you would like to check it out for yourself, maybe try these movies: “All about Anna”, “Constance”, “Pink Prison”, Female Fantasies”.
Have a good time
I am looking forward to the Awards and am proud to be a part of it.
Wow that last post was depressing! I am cheering myself up now remembering Todd.
I met Todd when I was about 19 and he was about 21 or so. He was an arty kind of guy and studying at university, a different one to mine. We were on ski trips with friends and happened to be staying at the same chalet. He was a tall guy, well over my 5′8″. A well-built, healthy man with a ready smile and long brown hair and the most beautiful thighs I had, and have yet to see on a man.
I was quite sexually inexperienced and very shy. My eyes werent lifted often at first, his direct hazel gaze sent waves of confusion and blushes through me. He tried hard to engage me in conversation and eventually I opened up, and we spoke openly and frankly and easily. We found ourselves being more and more separated from the group of friends and finding ourselves in each others company more often. We skiied together, ate together and often found each others company after nights of drinking and revelry. No sex yet, not even shared kisses. I wanted to, very much, but I had no idea how to approach letting him know what I wanted (lol youth).
One night while our friends were drinking we went out for a walk. Todd had told me there was something I must see outside, so we rugged up and went walking in the grounds around our chalet. We were walking snuggled together as it was very cold, wrapped up in our winter jackets and scarves and things. Talking about who-knows-what things that interest 19 year olds. We reached a peak of a small hill, Todd told me to turn off my torch, when I did that and we were standing in darkness, he kissed me, long and passionate, gently but with a forcefulness that made me weak-kneed and spiked me with lust. He whispered in my ear asking whether I would let him make love to me on the stars. I made some confused noise and he pointed to the ground underneath our feet. We were standing on pure, beautiful white snow, and the moon was reflected in the flakes as a million, billion stars. I have rarely seen anything so beautiful. “yes” I breathed.
He placed his jacket on the snow and gently laid me back on it, he stripped himself of all his clothes creating a makeshift nest with his clothes. Now, standing naked and magnificent above me, his thighs pillars of muscle glowing white in the moonlight drawing my eyes to his cock, thick and huge and hard. His eyes looked black in the night, glaring down at me, he exhaling clouds of cold air, looking like a dragon breathing fire to me.
Kneeling between my legs, taking off my boots, my jeans and my panties with cold, cold fingers. The icy air hitting my hot pussy with a shock to be replaced almost immediately with his hot tongue, the first time a man had performed oral on me. His mouth hot and his tongue probing, my legs and feet so cold… he tucked my feet in under his belly and caressed them to warm them a little. He was tender and kind. His tongue made me cum while I watched the stars overhead and watched the heavens whirl over me. I did feel the earth move that night.
He moved his now icy cold body over me, plunging his hard cock into my hot wetness, he roared – he did! He ROARED when he did entered me! He thrust his hard cock into me over and over, he towered arching, head thrown back over my body, his long hair falling backward. I watched him, my wide blue eyes taking in his head his arms, his torso glowing in the moonlight, stars and moon behind him. It didn’t take him long to cum, and when he did he looked so fierce, a dragon scowling and snarling, blowing steam and fire from his nostrils as his black eyes took in his conquest.
Our world is plagued by Adult Content and Material … magazines, chat rooms, movies, gaming, throughout the public and television. It feels as though there is not a single place on earth that a person can go, to escape media attention to the subject of sex and sexuality, and the free flow of information that our PC culture demands has become unruly, leaving nothing to the imagination. We are surrounded by articles and information regarding pornography, prostitution, abuse and threatening behaviours that would not have been acceptable a mere 10 years ago. So how much information is too much?
i’ve decided to make another blog in my attempt to get over my ex. i’ve decided that it was time to move on because if i stayed in that train wreck, i’d eventually get hurt in the end coz inevitably one day, he’ll come to me and tell me he’s moved on or worse, has fucked someone else or more likely, other people. i can’t afford to sit around and wait for that day to happen, nor do i deserve it. a few nights ago i realized that it was hurting me and making me para ’staying’ with him, but it hurt not being with him too. i had to accept that it is what it is. it’s shyt, we want different things, we’re not understanding each other anymore and it’s best if we just part ways and live our lives separately. i don’t know what the future holds for us, but i do know for certain that i own the now, and i intend to live it in the best way possible. i don’t want to be emo anymore nor do i want to be angry or have a low self-esteem from fucking unfair expectation’s put on by someone who i thought loved me.
god bless this blog for here i can openly say what i want *ahhh*
on another note, slowly creeping back are the fucking idiots who i used to be with *urgh* i think they think that cause i’m single, it means i’m going to give them a free fuck. they couldn’t be further from the truth. so i wrote this little blog post on my other blog to let them know how i felt:
I think there may be a slight misunderstanding here boys…. I’m single, NOT a free fuck. Although, there are brothel’s and escort’s you can go to & they will be more than happy to cater to your needs. So please stop contacting me if it’s ASS that you’re after.
note: this is in no way, shape or form directed at my ex/bf.
in the brilliant words of einstein, “doing the same thing over and over again and expecting the same results is insanity.” i’ve been doing the same fucking thing over and over again for years and i’m thru with it. i’m thru with fuckheads so from this moment on i’m starting from a clean slate; no more ex’s, no more fuck buddies, nothing.
it’s a new beginning for me and i love the person that i’m becoming x
This year, I’m a proud sponsor of the Good For Her Feminist Porn Awards! To be exact, “better than chocolate” will be featured at the dessert buffet as we are the Diamond Hospitality Sponsor! Sweet Pleasures is our business, how good is that? 
