The bad news: China is still not the best place in the world to be openly gay, to say the (very) least. The not-so-bad news: If you’re a news anchor and want to do naked pushups at various historical sites around the country, that’s totally OK. We guess that sort of counts as progress. (outsports.com; more @ zonaeuropa.com)
Original post by Fleshbot
We all know we should do our Kegel exercises regularly, but do we? For me, Kegels have always been like vitamins. I know they’re good for me and that doing them daily would probably pay off in the long run. But for some reason, I always seem to have trouble fitting them into my busy schedule of … you know, trying out sex toys.
Lelo advertises Luna Beads as a “combined pleasure / fitness system for the circum vaginal and pelvic floor muscles.” Translation: a really easy way to do Kegels—and one that will, ideally, feel pretty fucking awesome while you work out. Given the chance to effortlessly strengthen my pubococcygeus (PC) muscle while getting some pleasure in the process? Yeah, you could say I was interested.
Luna Beads offer a fairly simple system for making sure you stick to your Kegel exercise regimen. Unlike weighted dildos which require, you know, actual effort, Luna Beads claim to work out your PC muscles just by being inside your vag: just the effort of keeping the beads inside causes your PC muscles to flex, and (supposedly) as you walk around, the shifting of the beads causes additional flexing and pulsing.
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In addition to being extremely easy to use, Luna Beads are also highly customizable. Each set comes with four beads (two lighter pink ones and two heavier blue ones) that can be mixed and matched depending on your vaginal fitness. If you’re just getting started, start at the lowest level with one pink ball; vaginal strongwomen can put the two blue balls into the figure eight-shaped harness and feel the burn.
Did Luna Beads give me super strong PC muscles? I’m not entirely sure. But did Luna Beads feel pretty awesome banging around inside my cooch? Yes. Which was all the post-workout reward I needed.
There’s just one catch: in order for Luna Beads to truly be effective, you’re supposed to use them every day for thirty minutes. With my hectic schedule, I still have trouble pulling that off. But at least I know that as long as I remember to put them in, the Luna Beads will do all the rest of the work for me … and help get me off at the same time.
· Buy Luna Beads (lelo.com)
Original post by Lux Nightmare
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We had such high hopes for YouPorn when it launched a while ago. But if PornoTube is the streamlined Facebook of adult video sharing and social networking sites, and Xtube is its more boistrous and commercial MySpace-esque sibling, then YouPorn is kinda like Tribe.net: the one everyone forgets is there. (Remember Tribe.net? We do! Barely!) Anyway, while we were getting all misty-eyed thinking about all the smut out there we might be missing out on we decided to pay a visit to our fave section of YouPorn (YouPornCocks, of course) just for old times’ sake. And whaddaya know: right there above the scroll was a piece of serious solo performance art-cum-workout video worthy of anyone’s attention!
Even more important than its potential to inspire new fitness regimens or the study of Italian television, though, is the fact that the star of the clip is wearing a mask. As Grover Cleveland Diana Vreeland we’ve always said, once is an aberration … but twice is a trend!
· “JO Workout” (youporncocks.com)
Original post by sturtle
Are you worried that your sex sessions aren’t lasting as long as they should? Not in the “premature celebration” sense, but more in the “dang, I’m exhausted! I need a nap!” sense. The problem is that you are out of shape, Tubby, and you to get your big butt to the gym for some squat thrusts. Seriously, Fatso, dropping a few pounds and improving your cardiovascular conditioning will drastically increase the duration and quality of your “workouts.” Take this obviously fit couple who can throw each other around for thirty whole minutes, which must be some sort of record. Remember to stretch properly, though, unless you want some sensitive area to get pulled.
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· “Athletic Sex” (RedTube)
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Previously: Flesh Flicks Archives
Original post by Dashiell Bennett
Tired of getting sand kicked in your face? Can’t wait to beat up those neighborhood bullies? Then build your strength with the bloggers in today’s roundup of some of our favorite moments from the sex blog scene as they go through the paces of strenuous workouts. Hike until you’re too exhausted to think of sex in the woods! Endure orgasms pushed beyond limits! Get tackled on your way to the bedroom! And as you cool down and reward yourself with some locker room antics, remember that these kind of workouts can be just as tough on your mind as they are on your body.
Pump it up with Jefferson after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson
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I had just sat down and barely had two sips of water before he pinned me down to the blanket. I was so tired that I couldn’t have gotten away if I wanted to. Not that I wanted to get away all.
Feeling his warm body on top of me, feeling him kissing me started to reinvigorate me. His hand sliding up my shorts and into my black cotton panties completely woke me up and I felt like I hadn’t hiked miles suddenly. I was ready for some more of his activities.
- Anal Amy
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He put an arm around me. “Don’t stop with the dildo,” Phil said. “Keep rubbing that clit.” I was on the cusp of another orgasm before the last one fully died away. “Cum again, Penny,” Phil said, and it was easy and I did. Phil’s hand was on my belly as my yells turned into gasps and then into little mewls and cries. I turned my head to kiss him, but he shook his head. “You’re not done yet,” he said. “Keep going.”
I was still breathing fast. “But my pussy—” I said, between breaths, “is—tired.”
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One night we are all out at a bar hanging out, taking in the local scene, and he starts flirting with some chick who is there on vacation. She was good looking, there with friends from college, and he starts sweet talking her. While she was up at the bar, he talks about how he hasn’t got laid in a while.
He has a girlfriend back home and to make himself feel better, he shoots her a text message saying he misses her. They start a texting war back and forth of naughty, nasty messages. Every time he would get something hot, he would share it with the table.
He then got a picture of his college girlfriend’s tits and another of her vagina saying, “I want you inside me.”
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I started just with bare hands, touching him all over, and then I got the gloves. I touched every exposed part of his body, except that I left his cock alone (because there is no way to do that softly enough with the gloves). I worked methodically down one side and up the other. And all the while, I watched his face closely, watching for the transitions from pleasure to pain, and backing off if I saw a lip curl. Sometimes I pressed the gloves against him enough to hurt a little, but never much.
- Devastating Yet Inconsequential
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We propped her right up on the hood of my car in the parking lot of the town library and waited until it closed, when the men would trickle out of it, their eyes all full of paper and dust, and we asked, one by one, if anyone wanted to see her. Most said no, or didn’t say anything, people don’t see what they don’t believe, but it was one man, whose head bent over his PDA like his neck was broken, a skinny kid with long, stringy blonde hair, who didn’t even look to see if her hands were tied or not. He simply saw the situation and said “Yes.” Martin lifted her shirt above her breasts, just the edges of his nails across the skin of her chest and she breathed like she was making to faint. She spread her legs apart on the hood of the car to keep from falling over.
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Ripping clothes from each other’s bodies, I glance up and look at him. Holding my face he kisses me deeply as our pants fall to the floor. We are in my living room and there just isn’t enough space on the couch. Well there is, but it’s so much easier in my bed. The trail of clothes follows us upstairs with constant groping, grabbing, kissing and biting. I am walking backwards up the stairs and he over powers me to my back.
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See also: Sugasm #131: The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)
Thumbnail via The Real Workout (TGP/preview gallery @ paperstreetcash.com, via Ask Jolene)
Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive
Original post by Fleshbot