What could have gotten me to a mall on Black Friday?

You know what could have gotten me out shopping today, perhaps the most frenetic shopping day of the year? A very old school concept – the kissing booth.

Surely I’m not the only one in my (purposely vague) female demographic who wouldn’t walk a mile for a Camel, but who might venture to an overcrowded mall, queue up for hours to kiss, say… Jon Hamm?

What if marketers went back to a concept of something genuinely fun, human, and simple?

Yes, we all want a bargain, but how many would love a hug, or a fabulous kiss, or even a French kiss? And I mean the kind on two cheeks, mind you… after all, we’re talking strangers here, and no guarantee of Listerine in between each, um, unbridled and commercial display of affection.

The mind reels… avec plaisir

It may be a concept whose time has come. Again. One that popped into mind thanks to Kitchen Witch’s musing on retail.

So, single moms, single dads – oh hell – ANYONE still breathing and sexual! If you were to brave the Black Friday crowds for a kissing booth, who would you like to snuggle up to?

• For a smooch? For a hug?
• Would it be a sexy celebrity? Who?
• How much would you pay for one glorious kiss?
• Or better yet, an après-shopping drink?

Oh, the possibilities…


© D A Wolf

Big Little Wolf’s Daily Plate of Crazy

   Robert Doisneau en fit plusieurs clichés. Le cinéma mondial nous l’envie. Un grand nombre de couples l’échafaude, le massacre, et parfois le réussisse. Il fait la réputation des ressortissants de l’hexagone à l’étranger. Il est le cumule du glamour, de l’élégance, du charme et de l’arrogance française. Le French Kiss.

   Bien qu’il ne faille pas obligatoirement avoir la nationalité tricolore pour le réussir, ce baiser a un goût de bonheur hexagonal lorsque nous le donnons, le recevons ou plutôt … le partageons ! Car il s’agit bien ici d’un partage. Le premier est toujours le plus magique : Sous la pluie fine dans un parc, un pull posé négligemment sur les épaules lors d’un séjour linguistique (cf. « à nous les petites anglaises » de Michel Lang). En dansant lors de l’une de nos premières soirées de lycéen. Dans le hangar à paille du fermier du village avec la petite voisine lors des vacances chez grand-mère… Chacun pourrait citer son propre exemple de cadre, mais le ressenti est certainement presque toujours le même.

   Ce baiser d’amoureux, autrefois désigné comme baiser florentin, aujourd’hui par l’anglicisme « french kiss », fait de nous le haut du podium des « lovers ». Cet échange corporel qui ne peut avoir lieu sans l’once d’un sentiment. Il exprime parfaitement le désir. Il est essentiellement un jeu quelque peu bestial de deux êtres. C’est encore une activité où le français domine et qui fait de lui son rayonnement à travers le monde. N’en déplaise aux étudiants qui partent en Erasmus, il devient alors un atout indéniable pour faire des rencontres et parfaire la langue…

Benjamin GUYOT

French kissing?…..er, I mean FENCE kissing!

La mer ( “French Kiss “)

(continued from yesterday’s post, Kissing Is Better Than Sex?)

An excerpt from an article by V. S. Arunraj

In the most tempting and luscious kiss the woman or man has ever know, the French kiss is an imaginative blend of passionate erotica and sexy love. In the French Kiss, the tongue has an important role to play. The French Kiss has the lips playing secondary role to the tongue.

In the French Kiss, the lips has to be parted slightly. During the kiss, your tongue should slip into the woman’s mouth or vice-versa. It is important that in the French Kiss, you do not keep the tongue limp and stiff. Play with her tongue-push her tongue with yours or circle her the roof and inside area of her mouth with your tongue.

I’m not an expert on kissing (although I did stay at a Holiday Inn last night). I am, however an expert at knowing what I like and I likes me some kissing. Here are a few of the tongues that I have known and loved including my very first french kiss. The names have not been changed to protect the innocent:

CHILDHOOD YEARS

Felicia’s tongue: (forceful) – I was nine, she was eight years my senior and only kissed me when no one else was around. I tried to avoided her at all costs. And you thought all molesters were male.

Denise’s tongue: (grotesque) – Denise and Felicia were friends. She was always smelling of cigarettes and alcohol and to me that was disgusting. Two female child molesters. Actually I don’t consider them molesters. They did take advantage of an impressionable child and they both shovee their tongues down my throat, but for the record, they never touched me sexually.

Jaclyn’s tongue: (intrusive but welcomed) – I was ten and she was the neighbor’s niece up for the summer to babysit our neighbor’s three children. French kissing became enjoyable with this girl. She was seventeen years old and even though she took advantage of me, I liked it. She was prettier and because she was around the entire summer she wasn’t as hurried or forceful and she didn’t drink or smoke. She let me see her breasts too. Kissing Jaclyn is where I learned quite quickly how sensual and exciting kissing could be. I recently learned from our neighbor that she died from cancer a few years ago.

Katie’s tongue: (inexperienced) – This is a girl who I played doctor with at least once a week. Most often up in my tree house we would disrobe and show me/show you. I once kissed her and asked if I could show her something. We kissed but she didn’t really want to move her tongue around. I don’t think she liked it and from my experience with Felicia, I fully understood.

Myra’s tongue: (young) – Jaclyn’s cousin. It happened at Jaclyn’s prompting to see her cousin kiss me after she had done it. It happened at the end of the summer. Myra was two years younger than I but she was a good kisser and I remember the peppermint spin wheel candy taste in her mouth.

Jasmine’s tongue: (stiff) – A classmate of mine in Mrs. Ditmars’ class. She had a small crush on me. The two of us volunteered to help Mrs. Ditmars decorate the classroom walls. Walking home we stopped to pick a few crab apples to throw at passing cars. It was getting dark and getting cold. I asked her if I could kiss her and she nodded yes. Our lips met and then my tongue parted her lips and we kissed. She had no idea what I was doing and kept her tongue hard and stiff.

Dae’s tongue: (sweet) – My first interracial kiss. Dae was Korean and her breath was always sweet. She never had bad breath. We became close friends and stayed kissing buddies all throughout high school. No one was the wiser.

Becky’s tongue: (tender) – Becky was a cute brunette who went to the same church that I went to on the Saturdays I spent with my aunt. My aunt had a cleaning service and she cleaned the church on Saturdays. I had to go with my aunt whenever I was over. While my aunt and Becky’s mother cleaned up we would play together in one fo the rooms. It took some courage because this was a girl whom I really didn’t know, however I got the courage to gradually lead up to kiss her. Because she didn’t run to her mom I felt comfortable moving forward with frenching. After schooling Becky on the technique of French kissing we spent lots of Sundays exploring each others mouths. We are still friends today.

TEENAGE PRE-COLLEGE YEARS

Renee’s tongue: (intoxicating) – I lost my mind each and every time we kissed. Renee is where I learned more intensely how intimate kissing is. An evening spent with Renee and I was transported into her mind and body. I closed my eyes, and was lost in nothing more than thoughts of Renee. We were one. I fell in love with Renee and was so sure she would be my wife one day. It was not meant to be but we were together on and off again until she finished college.

Allison’s tongue: (serious) – Kissing Alli was kind of sterile. It was more of a job kissing her because she took it so serious. She enjoyed kissing and wanted to make an art of it, but sometimes when you concentrate so much on something, it becomes stiff and mechanical. That’s it; It was as close to kissing an android as you could get when I kissed Alli. Sweet girl though.

Asia’s tongue: (mysterious) – Asia is her name but she wanted to be called by her middle name, Shannon. Shannon was very creative and I never knew what to expect with her. I have to give her thanks because she was the one who spread it among the girls at school what an expert kisser I was. It was a strange thing to have girls you don’t even know come up to you in school and ask to be kissed. Asia Shannon, again I must say thanks. Thanks.

Tina or Lena’s tongue: (powerful) – Twins who I kissed in the shallow end of a high school pool party. To this day I don’t know which one I kissed or if I got to kiss both of them. Alcohol was involved. What I do remember is when I put my tongue inside her mouth I felt a suction on my tongue. It felt like she was trying to suck my tongue right out of my mouth.  I was sore for days.

Dianna, Donna, Shelley, Amy, Valerie and Linda’s tongues: (varied) – These are all the girls I got to kiss playing spin the bottle at a family and friends weekend college party. What was exciting about this game is that although not twins, Dianna and Donna were sisters and Amy and Valerie were cousins but perhaps more interesting for me is I was still a junior in high school.

Tiffany’s tongue: (snake-like) – A relative of my next door neighbors. She caught my show one night and the next day there was a knock on my door. I invited her and the other two from next door over and we went swimming. I got to kiss Tiffany several times while playing games in the pool. I really thought I would get to kiss all three but the Angela and Jacqueline were too shy or too scared.

COLLEGE AND ADULT YEARS

Illana tongue: (nicotine free) – A co-worker in training class for an insurance company we wanted to work for. I told her what a good kisser I was and she was interested in having me prove it. Told her she had to be tobacco free for a week before I would even consider kissing a cigarette smoker. She complied and we spent a couple of hours on her parents couch engaged in heavy petting. I believe she was convinced.

Jacqueline’s tongue: (warm) – When healthy we all should be about 98.6 degrees so we are all moist and warm on the inside. Kissing Jackie was hot. Her mouth was hot not warm and that was exciting. Kissing her was like night and day compared to other girls. I compare it to getting in a hot tub compared to taking a bath. One day Jackie was in pain and I offered to give her a massage. She sat in the chair and I worked on her shoulders and neck until the kinks were out. She was happy and paid me with kisses.

Missy’s tongue: (strong) – Missy was my girlfriend but the relationship ended after several months. She actually left me because I would not have sex with her. She was a demanding kisser. Her tongue was larger and stronger than mine and almost seemed like I was kissing a man cause she led. I always led for the most part. Not with Missy. She was a little tomboy-ish but not masculine. Nonetheless, she had to lead in kissing. I still led in dancing.

April’s tongue: (angelic) – My current girlfriend. Her kisses are soft and gentle. Her tongue caresses my mouth like the tail-end of a wave as it fades into the sands. She made me write that. No, seriously, she is one of the best kissers I’ve known. I am thoroughly pleased. Since we aren’t sexually active believe me her kisses are more than enough!

This concludes today’s revelation about Tom. In all honesty though, this only represents a portion of my kissing history. Perhaps at a later time I will revisit this subject and confess the remainder of the list. On second thought I’ll be married and perhaps I should let the past be the past (or just not be so vivid in my descriptions)!

Kissing, A Love Poem

We start to close our eyes
We start to part our lips
I can see your moist lips glisten
Our lips meet, our tongues touch
Eyes closed, thoughts open
Kissing you ever so tender
We feel the warmth of each others breath
On our cheeks from our nostrils

I drink you in
Feeling your warmth
Tasting your sweet feminine aromas
I drink from your fountain and swallow
I hear your heart beating or is it mine
Kissing every inch of your mouth
Tenderly lip locked embrace
I go deep and then shallow
Imitating the motion of love

We start to open our eyes
Our lips still parted, breath deep and swallow
I kiss your ears, your neck
Kissing ever so tender
We feel the warmth in our loins
And we kiss more and more

~ Tom Baker ~

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Whao! Before you hunt me down and correct me, this is just my opinion. You are entitled to yours and you may or may not agree with me. If chocolate can be better than sex for some women, why can’t kissing be better than sex for me? I am not a virgin. I enjoy(ed) sex very much. This is just how I feel.

Most everything in life can be a matter of personal preference and I have enjoyed sexual activity very much. (when I was sexually active). I enjoyed the intimacy but I feel more connected to a person when kissing them. I feel as though our minds are touching as our tongues dance and caress one another. Much like bodies during intercourse make others feel intimate.

If you are with someone who is a great kisser it does make the experience even more of a turn on, but for me, a bad french kiss is better than bad intercourse. And as a man wanting to please my girl, I always feel a twinge of pressure to perform. I feel sometimes like it’s work. I’m working at making sure I please her. I don’t feel that way with kissing. The pressure is not there. Of course your perspective might be that of a woman and her man so you might not see it how I do.

Thankfully I have a woman who loves to kiss as much if not more than I. She lights candles, we give each other massages and spend hours kissing. Sometime we kiss each other head to toe without any inclination toward sexual activity. If our relationship doesn’t work out, I don’t think I could find someone who loves to kiss as much as she does.

Kissing is also great because should you desire it can lead into sex. Kissing sets the mood. Kissing by itself can be all the foreplay you need. Sex does not set the mood for kissing though. Kissing can be a little naughty as well and make you both feel like you are teenagers again and getting away with something your parents know nothing about.

Kissing takes things to “a whole nother lebel”, so to speak. Imagine if you will, your breath on her cheek and hers on yours. Lips, tongues, noses, hands exploring… The closer the two of you get the more in tune you are. My mind is always on April when we are kissing. When she is this close to me I can almost taste her thoughts as we explore each others mouths.

Kissing sessions give us a soul connection that sex doesn’t for me. She always says she feels so connected and as one during love making, but what she feels so intensely making love, I feel the same while kissing. Have you seen Pretty Woman with Julia Roberts and Richard Gere? If not, she plays a prostitute. Some of the prostitutes were talking and the jist of the conversation was that even with all the different things a prostitute has to do, they never kiss a john on the mouth. “It’s too personal”, one of them said.

Kissing is definitely more intimate and personal. Kissing is publicly acceptable therefore when the spirit hit, do the deed. A peck on the cheek, forehead, top of the hand, or lips. It doesn’t matter. Kiss away. Kissing also allows for impulsive and spontaneous behavior. You can kiss in front of your parents, your kids, even your minister should you feel the urge.

Too often couples forget what it was that helped fuel their attraction for one another in the first place and they stop kissing. That’s too bad. I can see forgetting to hold hands, but not kissing could signal, well, the kiss of death for the relationship.

Some time in the near future, take your boyfriend or girlfriend, your husband or wife and set aside some you time. It doesn’t matter if you’re 21 or 101. Set the mood with their favorite music, scented candles, and a glass of wine. Make a conscious decision that there will be no sex. It’s just a make-out session. Lose yourself in your mate, Savor the taste of their mouth, the warmth, the feel of their tongue against yours. From the silky soft bottom to the bumpy taste bud covered surface. Concentrate on them. I guarantee you, you will be able to connect in a way where you think you can read their mind. Remember the cheeks, neck and ears. These are erogenous areas we tend to forget.

Men, for some of you this won’t be possible due to a condition called blue balls. Persevere, and stay tuned for more on kissing tomorrow. (The Tongues That I Have Known And Loved…)

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Les Clefs De Bagnole: experimental film about making a film of a guy looking everywhere for his car keys. Even though almost nobody has heard of this feature, nearly every famous French actor you know shows up at some point. The ending’s revealed in the first two minutes, however the fast pace of their epic adventure mean you don’t really care. It brings up strange movie-related observations that viewers often miss: over-use of extras, continuity, presumptions, time lapses – even when the characters eat. It’s not an easy watch as they go from one crazy idea to the next, and the random segments of meta-film, interviews with the public, clay-mation, animation and sound effects don’t help. On the upside, this little gem looks great, has a witty script and is laden with gags – although they don’t all hit the mark. Most critics totally slated this, which is pretty harsh as it’s nowhere near as bad as they make out. The tagline on all promo material was “Don’t watch this, it’s crap” which shows how seriously it’s supposed to be taken. Experimental and undeniably French under-rated comedy that should keep you laughing, or at least smiling.

Rating: 6/10

Sâmbătă, 14 noiembrie 2009, o aeronavă privată va decola de pe Aeroportul Internaţional Cluj cu direcţia Paris, Beauvais. La bordul ei ne vom afla noi. Doi. Fără a mai pune la socoteală şi pisica (pentru că ea va rămâne acasă, în atenţia rudelor grijulii). Timp de şase zile şi cinci nopţi vom face aproape tot ce ne va da prin cap. Vom mânca croissante proaspăt culese, vom bea vinuţ şi vom vorbi, desigur, engleza. De stat, vom sta în Montmartre, la un hostel. Vom cumpăra suveniruri ieftine şi de prost gust pe care le vom înghesui în sacoşa de rafie pe care am achiziţionat-o în acest scop (am văzut eu în filme că se poartă – în Cache, în Un prophete...).

Rugămintea mea vi se adresează vouă, celor mai umblaţi prin lume sau pur şi simplu mai informaţi, mai citiţi etc., care sunteţi poftiţi să ne oferiţi sugestii legate de locuri demne de vizitat, chestii de făcut, obiective de neratat, mâncăruri, băuturi, moduri de-a ne petrece (timpul), în fine, mă-nţelegeţi. Orice sugestie, trimitere, informaţie practică de potenţial folos va fi apreciată (ei, nu chiar orice… asta e aşa, o vorbă, but anyways). Doar una va câştiga însă premiul oferit săptămâna asta, adică una dintre cele mai impresionante cărţi citite de mine în ultimii ani: Orhan Pamuk, Mă numesc Roşu. Dacă vă număraţi printre cei care consideră că Nobelul se acordă exclusiv pe criterii extra-literare, nu vă mai obosiţi să participaţi, căci Pamuk l-a câştigat deja. N-are rost să vă vorbesc despre carte. Au făcut-o alţii suficient de bine. Cartea este oferită prin generozitatea din inima mare a celui mai recent sponsor al concursului, ultimul, dar nu cel din urmă, unicorn .

Aşteptăm deci sugestiile şi nu reclamaţiile dumneavoastră pe toată durata weekendului .

“Ne nedir, neden olur? Peki niye öyledir?” gibi seksle ilgili îistil kapalı sorularınız mı var? İste size açık sorulara, açık yanıttan Aklınızda soru işareti kalmasın!

Cinsel yaşam, insanlığın en karanlık kalan yanlarından biri. Utanç duygusuyla korkuların birleşimi, cinselliğin her tür gerçek dışı söylentiyle birleşmesine neden oluyor. Kulaktan dolma bilgiler, uydurulmuş fantastik öyküler, cinsellik bir sır gibi fısıldandığı sürece, gerçeğin yerini alıyor.

İşte size gerçek bilgiler… Belki, merak edip soramadığınız, belki yalan yanlış bilgiler yüzünden yanlış bildiğiniz ilginç seks sorularını sizler için derledik.

G noktası nerededir?

Yüzyılın en önemli keşiflerinden birinin adı “G noktası”. 1940 yılında Alman jinekolog Dr. Ernst Granfenburg tarafından adı konulan bu nokta, daha doğrusu alanın, kadının en erojen bölgelerinden biri olduğu iddia ediliyor. Vajina duvarında olduğu iddia edilen bu bölgenin, orgazmı kolaylaştırdığı söyleniyor. Niye bir söylenti gibi aktardığımıza gelince; bu bölgeyi bulmak için, Kristof Kolomb”un Amerika”yı keşfederken harcadığı enerjiyi gözden çıkarmalısınız. Çünkü, Kutup Yıldızı”nın gökyüzündeki yerini bilmeniz, onu her gece gökyüzünde görebileceğiniz anlamına gelmez. Partnerinizle birlikte bu duyarlı bölgeyi bulmak için çeşitli pozisyonlar denemekten kaçınmayarak arayışınıza başlayabilirsiniz. Vajina içinde yaklaşık 5 cm derinlikte bulunan ve bir noktadan çok, bir alan diyebileceğimiz G noktasını bulmak için neler yapmalı derseniz; öncelikle kendi parmaklarınızı kullanmanızı öneririz. Kendi vücudunuzu keşfetmek için çocukken yaptığınız küçük deneyleri hatırlayın ve bunları daha da geliştirin.

G noktası sadece kadınlara özgü bir erojen bölge midir?

Erkek de kadının uyarıldığı bölgelerden uyarılabilir. Örneğin göğüs uçları, kulak içleri, ense, kadında da erkekte de ortak erojen bölgelerdir. Erkeklerde, kadınlardaki G noktasına karşılık gelen bölge, testislerle anüs arasında bulunur. Erkeklerin G noktasını bulmak kolaydır. Ancak, çoğu zaman erkekler anüslerine yakın dokunulmasından hoşlanmadıklarından, buna izin vermeyebilirler.

Penis, gerçek büyüklüğüne ne zaman ulaşır?

Erkek cinsel organları, 17 yaşında normal büyüklüğüne ulaşır. Erkekler, 10-13 yaşlarıda ergenlik dönemine girdiklerinde, penisleri de diğer organları gibi, gelişmeye ve büyümeye devam eder. Bu büyüme 17 yaşına gelinceye kadar sürer. Bir erkeğin ergenliğe girmesiyle, cinsel gelişimini tamamlaması aynı şey değildir.

Penisin normal büyüklüğü nedir?

İşte erkeklerin daha çok küçük yaşlardan itibaren cevabını aradıkları can alıcı bir soru. Bu normal ölçü arayışının başlıca sebebi, bu çıtanın altında mı, yoksa üstünde miyim kaygısı. Bu sorunun cevabı “Partnerini mutlu eden penis, normal penistir” diye verilebilir. Bütün penisler erekte olduğunda uzar. Ancak, daha matematik bir cevap istiyorsanız, 13-15 cm kadar diyebiliriz. Şimdiye kadar tıbbi kayıtlara geçen en uzun penisin 33,5 cm uzunluğunda ve 15 cm çapında olduğu belirtiliyor. Şunu söyleyelim; çok büyük penis insana sadece problem getirebilir. Neden derseniz; 1. Vajinadan daha uzun ve geniş bir penis, acı verebilir. 2. Penis büyüdükçe, ereksiyon zorlaşır.

Uzunluk mu önemlidir, genişlik mi?

Bunu siz söyleyin! Hangisi? Erkeklerin uzun penis takıntısını boşverin. Onların takıntısı var diye, sizin de takıntılı olmanız gerekmez. Seks Terapisti Julie Gole bakın ne diyor: “Eğer ideal bir penis tasarımı yapabilseydik, bu kapı tokmağı gibi, “kısa ve kaim olurdu.”

Prezervatif kullanırken bebek yağı kullanılmalı mı?

Kayganlığı arttırıcı yağlar prezervatifi olumsuz etkileyebilir. Yağ bazlı vazelin, el kremi, dudak parlatıcısı, ruj gibi maddeler, prezervatifi zayıflatabilir. Bu tip ürünler kullanmak yerine özel hazırlanmış ve prezervatifle kullanılabileceği belirtilmiş maddeler kullanın. Ya da en iyisi, ön sevişme süresini uzatın.

AIDS, oral seksle bulaşır mı?

Olabilir. HIV virüsünün bazı vücut sıvıları ve kanla bulaştığı herkesçe biliniyor. Oral seks sırasında ağzınızın içindeki mikroskobik kesikler, dişetlerinizdeki küçücük bir yara virüsün vücudunuza girmesine neden olabilir. Sadece HIV değil, herpes virüsü ve pek-çok cinsel hastalık, oral seks sırasında bulaşabilir. En iyisi henüz ülkemizde satılmayan ağız kondomlarından edinmek için yurt dışından sipariş vermeniz! Eğer işin meraklısıysanız!

Regl döneminde seks güvenli midir?

Hayır. Binlerce kez hayır. Hamile kalabilirsiniz. Yoksa siz vajina içinde spermin 5 gün boyunca canlı kalabileceğini hâlâ öğrenemediniz mi? Regl döneminin tehlikesiz olduğunu düşünüp hamile kalmak çok acı bir sürpriz olabilir. Unutmayın, bazı kadınlar, cinsel ilişki sırasında bile yumurtlayabilirler!

Bazen seks neden acı verir?

Vajinal sıvının yeterli olmadığı durumlarda, eğer bir kayganlaştırıcı da kullanmadıysanız, doğacak tahrişlerden ötürü seks acı verebilir. Seks sonrası küçük ağrılar genellikle problem yaratmayacak cinstendir. Ancak, ağrı sürekli hale geliyorsa ve her birleşme sırasında ve sonra yineleniyorsa, mutlaka doktora görünün. Çünkü bu tip ağrılar vajinal kistlerin ve yaraların habercisi olabilir. Birleşme sonrası kaşıntı ve tahriş yaşıyorsanız, belki de meni alerjiniz vardır. Siz siz olun, işinizi şansa bırakmayın ve doktora görünün.

Klitoris seksten sonra neden hassaslaşır?

Klitoris, bir aysberge benzer… Yani göremediğiniz tarafları, gördüğünüzden çok daha fazladır. Erkeklerdeki penise benzer bir yapısı vardır. Seks sırasında içindeki kılcaldamarlar kanla dolar. Dokunulmaya karşı duyarlılığı artar.

Orgazm sonrası kendimizi neden daha iyi hissederiz?

Orgazm, damarlarımızdaki kan akışını hızlandırır ve dolaşımı canlandırır. Meditasyon kadar etkili bir rahatlama yöntemidir. Bungee Jumping yapmış birinin yere ayak bastığı andaki rahatlama hissini düşünün. Orgazm, biraz da buna benzer.

Menide kalori var mı?

Evet. Bir boşalımlık menide yaklaşık 25 kilojul vardır.

Neden meni bazen koyudur?

Eğer partnerinizin menisi koyuysa buna sevinin. Çünkü bilin ki, kendisini size saklamıştır. Erkeğin ilişki sıklığına bağlı olarak menisinin kıvamı değişir.

Kadınlar da boşalır mı?

Bu da çok tartışılan ve cevabı çok merak edilen bir konu. Kimilerine göre kadınların yüzde 40″ı erkekler gibi boşalıyor. Ancak, bunun normal vajina sıvısı mı, yoksa G noktasının orgazma katkısı mı olduğu konusu henüz kesin değil. 1988 yılında Slovakya”da yapılan bir araştırmada, kadınların G noktalarına baskı uygulanmış, sonuçta bazı kadınlarda bir boşalma görülmüş. Önerimiz, çok merak ediyorsanız, kendiniz deneyin!

Neden penis bazen yana yatar?

Bazı durumlarda erekte olmuş penislerin, bir tarafa doğru yattığı görülür. Bu normal bir durumdur. Penisler de tıpkı diğer organlar gibi, her insanda farklı özellik gösterir. “Peyronie”s disease” adı verilen ve peniste nedeni belli olmayan hücre çoğalmasına sebep olan ağrılı bir hastalık da penisin çarpık durmasına neden olabiliyor. Bu durum onu rahatsız etmiyorsa, sizi rahatsız etmesi de gerekmez.

Penis kırılabilir mi?

Evet. Ereksiyon halindeki bir penis, baskı altında kırılabilir. Çok ağrı verici olan ve doktor müdahalesine gerek duyulan bu durum, erkekler için çok ciddi bir sorun olabilir. Bu tatsız durumu yaşamamak için, dikkatli olmanızda fayda var.

Erkekler orgazm taklidi yapar mı?

Evet, neden olmasın? Onun ereksiyon olması, ille de boşalacağı anlamına gelmez. Hatta belki başı ağrıyordur, çok yorgundur ya da havasında değildir. Sadece sizi kırmaktan çekindiği için, sizi geri çevirememiştir. Orgazmdansa orgazmı taklit etmeyi tercih edebilir. Niye anlatıyoruz ki, bu sebepleri siz daha iyi bilirsiniz!

Seks sırasında komik sesler mi çıkıyor?

Üzülmeyin, kimi zaman böyle şeyler olabilir. Hatta gaz kaçırmak da mümkün. Bunu seksin doğal sürecinin bir parçası olarak kabul edebilirsiniz. Dert etmeyin!

İspanyol seksi nedir?

“French Kiss”ten sonra bu da ne oluyor?” demeyin. Çok özel bir tarafı yok. Normal bir ilişkiden farkı, erkeğin, kadının göğüsleri üzerine boşalması. Her duruma isim takmak ve bir millet patenti vermek isteyen bazı dış mihrakların koyduğu öylesine bir isim kısacası.

Penis neden mavileşir?

Yüzüstü pozisyonda, penise daha fazla kan gitmesi, penisin mavileşmesine neden olabilir. Boşalma sonrası ya da ereksiyonun sona ermesi halinde, penis tekrar gerçek rengine döner. Eğer çok rahatsız oluyorsanız bakmayın. O rahatsız oluyorsa, bir doktora görünsün. En azından içi rahat eder.

Yesterday, late afternoon, my cell flashed a number I didn’t recognize, but with a country code that I did. 33.

France. That fine, flourishing, familiar place where I have friends – and lovers. The country that is home to my heart, where the streets energize me, the wine transports me, the art – even more so. And where I may indulge in the tongue of my choice.

Surely in a past life I was a flirty French shoe designer, or the inspiration for one while penning poetry!

Cultural… touch points

As for the lovers – for now, they’re part of another self, and other stories. Still, I’m happy that those with whom I’ve enjoyed delicious times remain in touch, and friends. It was one of those gentlemen on the phone yesterday, as though he could read my mood, my restlessness, even across thousands of miles of ocean.

“Viens me voir,” he said. His deep, gravely voice; I recognized it immediately though it’s been a while. Just the sound of it subtly shifts the interior temperatures in my rooms. I take off my scarf. I unbutton my sweater. “Come to see me. It’s been too long. You need the break, and we could work on some projects together.”

Projects, I think to myself, smiling. Actually, we had discussed certain collaborations…

Paris, burning

When France calls, if I can – I answer. But I no longer have anyone to take my 16-year old so I can go out of town, anywhere. Then there’s the money situation, which makes a trip impossible. As if anticipating my thought process, he says:  “I’ll get the ticket. Things are going fine. And you know you can stay with me.”

He has a two bedroom apartment, and the offer was genuine. He’s a real friend, and we’ve been through much together – some in Paris. Some long distance.

I was imagining the worn wooden floors that creak beneath my bare feet, the tiny kitchen where he taught me to make a mayonnaise, the lovely little salon with its view of the city, our picnics on the Moroccan rug. His bedroom. What goes on in his bedroom.

I plucked myself out of that reverie. My son is not mature enough to leave alone, and going off for a week is out of the question right now.

Parenthood, presenting

“I can’t,” I said. Silence. Then: “I’ll come there. You’ll still relax, and we’ll put our heads together, on… whatever.”

I smiled again. For a moment, scenes from French Kiss flickered through my mind. And others. What a dreamy prospect, having him here, even for a few days. Then again, I’d have to clean my house and that would be a nightmare. Of course, with the right motivation…

Then I thought of my 16-year old. Overnight guests have been rare, despite 8 years of being single. I’ve kept to my own rule: only if it’s a relationship, plenty of time has passed, and my kids are comfortable with the man. That has never included a purely sexual relationship, nor one that is sexual + friendship. There would be no explaining this man arriving from Paris, seemingly out of nowhere.

“It won’t work,” I said.

He took a long breath, and said he’d call again soon. I heard the regret in his tone, and though he isn’t a parent, he respects my priorities. So we’ll talk next week, perhaps visit online. Meanwhile, I’ve got images of the Eiffel Tower in my head, and others, to soothe my restlessness. For a little while.


© D A Wolf

version française / French version / © D A Wolf

Big Little Wolf’s Daily Plate of Crazy

I wonder if her lips will be sore (or have sores) after her Parisian kiss quest. A 27-year-old Taiwanese music student, Yang Ya-Ching, who is schooling in France’s capital, aims to kiss a 100 strangers and is keeping a record of it via an online photo album and blog. Any guesses as to how many rejections she has received? Check out the gallery of photos–they actually look very artsy.

Emily

Disgrasian via Taipei Times

French Kiss (1995)

For Kelly and Vivian!

LAMBORGHINI MURCIELAGO by Jean Francois “le French Kiss” hand painted. Pamela Anderson, Madonna, Britney Spears all sex symbol who make us dream! The kiss, the fruit of desire! French kissing does not necessarily stem from France. In France, it is referred to as ‘baiser amoureux’ (love kiss) or ‘baiser avec la langue’ (kiss with the tongue). Pamela Anderson, Britney Spears, Madonna, they all pushed the limits of media acceptance,…don’t we all love to kiss?