Tag Archives: what is not wrong with you

Show stigma the finger: advertising and censorship

I’ve been looking forward to today like a kid looks forward to Christmas. Today, sex toy company Hot Octopuss launches their ‘Show Stigma The Finger’ campaign, in which they’re promoting a new finger vibe by getting different women to give the finger to different types of stigma and prejudice.

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Guest blog: Fuck me to tears

Today’s guest blogger is the fantastic freelance journalist and host of the Second Circle Podcast, Franki Cookney (@frankicookney on Twitter). I’m a huge fan of her work, because she is as much a fan of overthinking about sex as I am. Today she’s here to talk about crying after sex – what is it, during intense sex and orgasm, that sometimes causes the tears to start flowing? We associate tears with sadness, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t often hot…

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Guest blog: How much sex are millennials having?

This week’s guest blogger is the fabulous Violet Grey! She tweets at @v_greyauthor, blogs about sex, and is a millennial. In light of the recent … news? speculation? kerfuffle? … about millennials and sex, she wanted to share some thoughts on why millennials may be reporting less frequent sex than previous generations, and why ultimately the amount of sex you have or don’t have is no one else’s business but your own…

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“There is no such thing as feminist porn!”

Is there such a thing as ‘feminist porn’? I’m genuinely surprised to learn that some people think there isn’t. It’s quite a philosophical question, encompassing as it does the definition of what ‘porn’ actually is, and prompting me immediately to wonder: if there’s no such thing as feminist porn, what would self-pleasure look like if the whole world was feminist?

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“I’m jealous and insecure. Can you help me?”

“Who’s this?” I ask him, hand shaking as I hold the phone, complete with text that I definitely wish I hadn’t read. It’s the first time in my life that I realise I’m jealous. Until then I had never expected to be. He shakes his head in reply, mumbles, and tells me that he fucked her.

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