Really.
What does hickeys or love bites suppose to signify?
Displays of affection? Or a possessive tag?
Some people just can't stop themselves... Those possessive types may use love bites as a mark of possession to show everyone else you are taken.
Ahh.. The issue of trust.
Introducing...
The love bite and sex marks toolkit!
I wonder why do they need this kit for, when you can have the marks just from the pleasures of real romps!
To some, sex might be sacred, but looking at the number of people blabbing on about the intimate details of their bedroom antics, you wouldn't know it.
In fact these days it's impossible to jog on a treadmill or buy a tub of ice cream without overhearing a bunch of girls jabbering on about their bedroom prowess; where they put their legs, what they wore (or didn't wear) and what they said the following morning.
Heck, there's even a new literary genre that's causing chick-lit to roll on its side and curl up, leaving room for fearless femmes to spill sordid details in the form of tell-all sex blogs.
Now, I'm no prude, but when the intricacies of everything from Brazilian waxes to the anatomy of men is described in such majestic detail that you feel as if you're right in bed with them, I wonder if it's really appropriate to be kissing and telling the world in such whopping proportions ...
Heck, I even get wet while doing my brazilian wax. Hehe.
Case in point is the notorious blogger by the name of Abigail, who leaves nothing untouched in her blog Girl with a One Track Mind, and writes about sex, work, men, cooking, men and more sex - often all in the same sentence.
In Belle De Jour's second edition of her Adventures of a London Call Girl, the sex is grittier, the details deeper and the men more frequent.
Stephanie Klein's Straight Up And Dirty discloses the moment when "David Minetti finally, albeit timidly, touched [her] triangle," as the beginning of the first sex scene (which appears in the first five pages!).
And Jessica Cutler's Washingtonienne uncovered Washington's seedy underbelly with a blog on the sexual intricacies of her working (and dating) life in Washington, DC: "X = Married man who pays me for sex", "K = A sugar daddy" and "YZ = The current favourite".
Kiss and telling has gone beyond the point of "what goes on in the bedroom, stays in the bedroom," and has come right out of the closet and into full view of the entire world.
Apparently, if you're looking to get some dosh, spilling the sordid details might not be such a bad idea after all.
While I'm not so sure about the merits of spilling the beans of your sexual antics to the world's media, sexologists reckon that simply talking about it to your mates actually does wonders in the bedroom!
According to a report, women who talk about their sex lives with other women stand a better chance of being able to reach orgasm than those who don't.
And apparently we need all the help we can get. The report reveals that only one in four women actually has an orgasm, while a third rarely ever do!
Perhaps that's why so many modern femmes aren't holding back when it comes to spreading the word about spreading their legs.
Especially on a blog. Who said we're talking too much about sex? Certainly not me ...
I can have more orgasms than 10 Playmates combined in a day, but I don't have to tell literary EVERYTHING on a blog, right?
