SexyPrime, a blog by Susan Crain Bakos

A NEW RABBIT IN TOWN--& A Political Insight

 
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New York City is a great place to be right now.  The city is full of visiting gay, lesbian and transgendered people rallying for the Gay Pride Parade, made especially joyous this year by the passage of gay marriage in the state's Assembly Friday night.  You don't have to be gay to be happy today.   Even the weather is in a magnificent mood.

I've been reading the political coverage of how gay marriage passed here when it has been defeated in other states.  People, there are lessons for us, especially Democrats who are frustrated with the timidity of our party.  Read "Behind Gay Marriage, an Unlikely Mix of Forces"on how Cuomo told gay activists they needed to stop in-fighting and get their act together and brought in powerful Wall Street money to shore up the Republicans willing to buck the religious establishment.  Then read "Gay Marriage's Unlikely Hero", the Daily Beast's account of how a former Bush insider turned gay rights advocate.

As Keith Oberman, the liberal commentator, says--With the Republicans pushing a minority New Religious Righteous Tea Party agenda down our throats and the Democrats behaving like wimps in response,  "We [the people] are the last line of defense." 

Let's get smart about how politics really work so we can be a smarter, tougher lineof defense.

But we can do that without surrendering our sexuality.  Babeland has a new toy, a little bunny you must adopt:  The Bullet Bunny

 
Simply slip the little rabbit over your bullet vibe and tickle your clit.  You can also insert the little rabbit, just like the Mama Bunny.  It's strong, waterproof--and portable.  Slip it into your bag as easily as Paris Hilton tucks that little dog into the crook of her arm.

Please.  I would rather have a Bunny in my bag any day.

(And don't forget, as I told you in yesterday's post, you will get a free Berman Venus G Spot vibrator and free shipping with any order of $100 or more.)

 

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WHAT PENIS-GATE TELLS US ABOUT THE DYING ART OF SEDUCTION

 
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What is truly shocking about the Congressman Anthony Weiner Penis-gate story?

The utter banality of it all. 

Most erect penises look more or less alike and aren’t that thrilling in still shots without some prior knowledge of the life support system attached to them.  I am probably a greater admirer of the male organ than the average woman—once I even had an affair with the cock alone or maybe pretended to myself that I did—but I want to feel the strength of a man’s arms around me, nuzzle his chest hair and find the special non-genital places where he likes to be touched.  I want to get to his penis by way of a luscious seductive route starting with the big head first—and to care enough about him to make his experience of me outstanding.  If he is nothing but a penis, I have better vibrators.

Weiner friended a lot of pretty young women on Facebook, sent them cliched photos graduating quickly from the haughty face, bare muscled chest shots down to the bulge in his Calvins only—and finally (presumably) the naked erect penis.  Several of the women have released or leaked his texts and tweets to the media.  They include this exchange with a Las Vegas woman:

He bragged about his penis size—“you’d be surprised how big.”

And—

“hard for me?” she asked; he replied, “you like me big and fat.”

Bored husbands by the thousands, frequently on Facebook under pseudonyms, often listing marital status as “separated” while on their real FB accounts they post photos of their wives and declare their love for them—by the thousands these men have followed the photo exposure protocol and are writing the same sext words to some “dirty girl” right now.  That is the sorry state of seduction in 21^st Century Cyberworld.  Once Don Juan walked on the earth; now there is Anthony Weiner.

The Congressman gets no points for creative imagination—and would lose overall points if he had any for a devastating lack of charm.  I’ve seen lizards in lighted tanks with more charisma.  You’d think a man involved in the sex scandal of the moment would possess a trace of sex appeal, wouldn’t you?  But, no.

Why do women respond to the blatant yet bland full frontal nudity of men like this?

Many don’t, of course, but enough do to inflate the friends lists of ordinary men and elected officials too.  Generally, women don’t get aroused by photos of unknown male genitals (while men generally do get aroused by photos of unknown female genitals.)  I asked several SexyPrime readers who confessed to carrying on flirtatious online correspondences, the men begging for nude photos, the women—expectations so low they drag the ground like belly fat on a Dachshund--saying, Ok, sure, send it if you like.

The men who send their penis shots believe that they have special equipment; and the women will go crazy with desire for it on first sight.

They believe the last part because apparently they get their sex education from porn, HBO’s “Real Sex”, Cinemax after midnight, and phone sex ads.  In porn these days, dropping trousers is the seduction phase.  Women who study the same great thinkers know their lines.

Ooohhh, yeah, Baby, that’s so big, I’m so hot for you.  I want that big cock in me now.

Men (and when I say “men” I don’t mean all men—just all men who send unrequested penis shots to women they don’t know)—those men will believe anything as long as it’s positive.  That haughty look in their profile pics comes from believing they have a penis so mighty and powerful, a woman wants it on first photo sighting.  They think putting it out there is sexy—but they don’t call this internet game  “sex" or consider it cheating.

Neither do I.  The women I randomly quizzed—and the therapists offering up their opinions to the media—say Yes, it’s “sex” and Yes, it’s cheating.  Really?  Show me the sex here.  The Sexy Beast describes it as "interactive porn.  The thrill is getting the new pretty girl to talk dirty and praise your cock."

I can see how women are confused about what is sex.  Porn has been greatly reduced to tight shots of penis ramming into mouth, anus, vagina.  The actresses want it—sans benefit of seduction and foreplay, even when sometimes they are gagging on the driving penis or whimpering in real pain from the jackhammer drilling in their ass.  That is Sex—but isn’t it more about the male fantasy of the penis than the woman or the real penis involved?  Then why not call this cyber posturing—again, more about the male fantasy of the penis than the woman or the real penis involved—Sex Too or maybe Sex Lite?

I, however, call it The New Sordid Seduction, the (lack of) mental foreplay that could easily lead to a fast round of Let’s Make Sex(Porn) should the two synchronize elaborate travel plans, but probably they won’t.  The game with dirty words and cameras has a limited shelf life, the appeal of one pretty young woman growing dimmer with the excitement of tweeting his penis to the next and the next and the next.  Would Weiner have connected with the six women he admits to “having relationships with”?  It was what it was.

But he tantalized the Las Vegas prospect by saying that he would gag her with his big penis before giving it to her in the usual place.  His use of the word “gag” horrified his friend Kirsten Powers, who’d defended him, at his request, on TV while he was still lying to his friends as well as the American public.  She’s furious with him now.  (Friend Jon Stewart took it hard too.)  Who can blame her?  In calling for his resignation Wednesday, she labeled him a “misogynist” because he said he wants to gag a woman with his penis.  But does that make him a misogynist or just prove him to be a man with no erotic imagination, taking all his cues on how to seduce and perform from the Usual Suspects Source List?

Is he merely a product of his times in which sexual passion has been reduced to tight penetration shots, a man with no charm, no smarts about sex and especially seduction—and likely no way to hold onto a beautiful wife who may never forgive him?

I think that’s who he is, a sad little man, unable to pull off a torrid affair if his soul depended on it—and maybe it does now.

 

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THE HOTTEST "COUGAR COUPLE", DEMI AND ASHTON SAY: "Real Men Don't Have Sex With Girls"

 
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Demi Moore and Ashton Kutcher are taking on the sexual trafficking of children—99% are girls—in a hip ad campaign, featuring celebrities, including Sean Penn and Bradley Cooper.

Child sex trafficking is a crime that couldn’t exist without the buyers, the “Johns” who put their money down and don’t look closely at the girl and ask:  Is she old enough to be doing this?  Is she selling her body because she wants to do so—or will she be beaten or tortured by her pimp if she doesn’t?

The most famous offender of late may be L.T., former Giants football great Lawrence Taylor, convicted of having sex with a sixteen year-old girl and sentenced only to probation after he pleaded guilty of “sexual misconduct.”   (He, of course, used the almost always effective “I didn’t know she was underage” defense.)  The average John is an Everyman with no criminal record, thirty years old and married.  Odds are that many have already fathered little girls.  Maybe they have wives or girlfriends who would re-evaluate the relationship if they knew what their men are doing.  For the John and the pimp, however, sex trafficking is low risk.  They are  less likely than the famous Taylor to even end up on probation, let alone in jail.  According to Moore, one young woman recently told her that she was arrested (while underage) fifty times.  Her pimp was not arrested once.  Nor were the Johns detained.  Nor did the cops or the courts think to involve social services in protection of a minor.  In addition to being a huge injustice, criminalizing the girls stigmatizes them, serving to keep them in prostitution after they are eighteen. 

When the crime is sexual in nature, society blames the victim, no matter her age.  Child sex trafficking couldn’t thrive without the people who apply the labels “slut” and “whore” to children.  Maybe you read about the controversy surrounding The New York Times initial reporting on the gang rape of an eleven year-old Texas girl over a period of months.  The reporter quoted members of the community who blamed the child for “looking older” and “dressing provocatively and wearing make-up”, staying out late in the company of older boys and young men.  Where were her parents?  Why didn’t the adults who saw her engaging in risky behavior go to her parents and/or to authorities?  Obviously, many adults knew she was in trouble, but none stepped forward to help her.  The Times seemed to come down initially on the side of condemnation.  In subsequent reports, they mitigated their tone and finally told us the males were all African-American, some with criminal records, and the girl was Hispanic, in an area where many Hispanics are illegal aliens, badly treated.

In no way can an eleven year-old ever consent to sex.  Where was the outrage? 

At a conservative estimate, 100,000 children, mostly girls, are child sex slaves in this country today.  Like their global counterparts, their average age on entering slavery is thirteen.  They are disproportionately Eastern Asian, Hispanic and African American—but there are some white girls in the mix.  The spectre of the blonde, blue-eyed child, kidnapped and sexually abused, tears at the heart of the American fabric.  It is our greatest fear.  Where is the outrage for America’s darker-skinned girls?

In an interview with Piers Morgan on CNN, Moore and Kutcher, promoted their ad campaign and their foundation.  They are visibly outraged about child sex trafficking.  The King and Queen of Twitter, they use the social web—where 76% of child sex transactions are made—to encourage citizen policing. 

Who are these kids?

Nicole, 17, heard but not seen, told Piers Morgan, that she was fourteen when she became a sex slave.  Her father was often in prison, her mother on drugs—and she [“a little lost girl seeking a place of belonging," Moore said] went online searching for love.  The pimp lied about his age and everything else.  She met him at a mall.  He said he wanted to take her out of her bad environment and provide for her.  For three days, he bought her presents and lavishly complimented her.  When she was won over, he turned, beating her and demanding that she service him and other men.

“It’s the same story over and over again,” Moore and Kutcher told Morgan.

Another guest, Siddharh Kara, author of “Sex Trafficking” agreed.  He has gone into brothels, massage parlors, apartments, houses and clubs around the world where girls are sold—and tells their stories.  Kara said that sex trafficking profits will exceed $39 billion globally this year, with each girl representing $29,000 in profits for her pimp on a typical $2,000 investment. The girls are given a quota and are beaten or tortured if they don’t make it.

“We can all agree that the trafficker, the pimp, the slave-holder is not a good person, right?”  Kutcher asks.  “But he wouldn’t make money if other guys didn’t pay for sex with this girl.  Any one of the guys could have stopped it.”

Any one of the guys could have stopped that gang rape in Texas.

Every one of us can make a difference.  Pass this post along.  Raise the public awareness.  View the clips from Morgan's interview with Moore and Kutcher.  Check out the Moore-Kutcher website and The National Human Trafficking Resource Center’s Polaris Project.  Finally, don’t let your little girls call others girls “sluts”, “whores” or “hos.” 

 

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SEXUAL PLEASURE IS A BIRTHRIGHT

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“No one wants to read about female genital mutilation. You don't seek out an article about the brutal practice of butchering girls' private parts for a relaxed lunchtime read, or mention the issue during cocktail conversations. (Unless you're me, in which case you have already discovered it's a big no-no.) Over the years, we've repeatedly written about the topic anyway, because it matters. This may not pay off in page views, but it just did in actual impact. A piece written for Salon by longtime contributor Lynn Harris has inspired Reps. Joseph Crowley and Mary Bono Mack to introduce legislation to combat the practice,”  Tracy Clark-Flory in “Saving Girls From Being Cut” on salon.com

Being political hasn’t “paid off in page views” for me either—but sometimes I have to stand up, especially in recognizing others who have done so.  Seek out the article, “Our daughters should not be cut” by Lynn Harris.  You may be surprised to learn that some girls, American citizens, are "circumcised" in this country and, more frequently, taken to their parents' native countries to have the procedure performed "on vacation."  Read about the heroes, including Hillary Clinton who gave a landmark speech citing an estimated 70 million worldwide victims of FGM (Female Genital Mutilation).   Another hero—Dr. Betty Dodson, working with Clitoraid, a nonprofit humanitarian organization, helping women restore their ability to enjoy sex by offering reconstructive surgery free of charge.  

Clitoraid has its critics--some objecting to the rather flip slogan "Adopt a Clitoris", some to the group's connection to a religious cult believing in extraterrestrials, others, academics, who insist that Western women should be more "respectful" of other cultures.  (I do not respect any culture that butchers girls' genitals.)  Betty will continue to provide education on masturbation and solicit gifts of vibrators for the patients.  She can take the critical heat.  Read her post, "Answering critics of Clitoraid."

In March, at Betty's request, the San Francisco sex toy company Good Vibrations sent a big box of bath and body treats and vibrators to new patients undergoing reconstructive surgery.  One midnight the head of patient care got a call from an ecstatic 33-year-old woman who had her first orgasm using the Magic Touch Bullet Mini Vibrator.  Dr. Carol Queen, GV’s staff Sexologist, says “No form of physical therapy for a woman with this type of nerve damage is likely to be as successful as vibrator use.”

Good Vibrations was founded on the principle that pleasure is a birthright.  

I believe passionately in that principle:  sexual pleasure is our birthright.

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"BOOBQUAKE," 2010--Cleavage As Political Statement

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"Many women who do not dress modestly ... lead young men astray, corrupting their chastity and spread adultery in society, which (consequently) increases earthquakes," Hojatoleslam Kazem Sedighi, Tehran's acting Friday prayer leader.

Outraged by this latest statement of religious ignorance, Jennifer McCreight, a Purdue University student, decided it was time she did something to "stop supernatural thinking and the oppression of women."    She called for a Boobquake, set up a Facebook page and issued this statement:

“On Monday, April 26th, I will wear the most cleavage-showing shirt I own. Yes, the one usually reserved for a night on the town. I encourage other female skeptics to join me and embrace the supposed supernatural power of their breasts. Or short shorts, if that's your preferred form of immodesty. With the power of our scandalous bodies combined, we should surely produce an earthquake.”

90,000 women have signed on to prove scientifically that exposed female flesh does not cause earthquakes.  I'm joining them.  How about you?

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Read This!: Interacial Sex and Politics

Oh, what a political week this was!  I LOVED the Democratic convention.  From Michelle Obama's warm and moving speech on the first night through Teddy and the Clintons and Biden and ending Thursday night with Barack's brilliant oration-- it was a time to be proud of our country and hopeful once again for its future.  Goddess bless America. 

Now from the sublime to the sexy (and funny):  a novel set against the backdrop of the Democratic primary campaign inside the Obama camp (with fictional staffers):  THE FAITHFUL by Carla Dickens. You can buy it on Amazon through a connecting link on ereads.  (If you don't know ereads, it's the place to go for original paperback novels and out of print books.  Check out their list.)

 

A tiny excerpt, in the voice of Thomas, the amusing gay narrator, who is here eavesdropping on the action behind closed campaign office doors:

Behind one door, I heard Caroline’s throaty gurgle and the muffled sounds of Reggie, face surely in her pussy. (Who says black men don’t go down?) Pink tongue on pink flesh.

Their rule is: No intercourse in public places. And behind another door, Chloe’s louder moans, Evan’s heavy groans that made me imagine I could feel his balls slapping against my ass - and the sound of the desk thumping rhythmically beneath the force of their banging. I guessed Chloe was bent over the desk with Evan entering from behind. My dick grew hard at the thought of his member, thick and hard, pulling out, thrusting in, glistening, gleaming like polished marble.

“Yes!” Chloe screamed.

 

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