She thinks that every time you have sex, you’ll be imagining the best friend, and not her, dangling from the trapeze you’ve conveniently installed above your bed. Continue reading
She thinks that every time you have sex, you’ll be imagining the best friend, and not her, dangling from the trapeze you’ve conveniently installed above your bed. Continue reading
Assuming this guy is of a similar age to you (and not one of those forty-something grad students who wants to chat you up about the new Vampire Weekend CD while fumbling with a chloroform-soaked rag), then he probably thinks about screwing 23 hours a day, with the remaining hour dedicated to daydreams about killer robots, football, and getting a blowjob in a spaceship. Continue reading
Now for my concern: How well do you know this woman? I only ask because when you’re hog-tied and strapped to an old radiator with your a$$ in the air and a ball gag in your mouth, you’re gonna want to trust her. Continue reading
If God didn’t want us to wank, he would have given us flippers instead of hands that conveniently reach our junk. Why the f-ck do you think Shamu is so goddam miserable? Continue reading
Also, call me old fashioned, but what kind of a guy asks a girl to pony up for dinner then complains when she won’t sit on his face? Continue reading
This week, we figured we’d take a moment to answer a question we get a lot. Namely, “Ken and Ariel, what’s your ‘type’”? Continue reading
As I’ve always said, if a woman sits on my face and I can still hear the radio, then something ain’t right. Continue reading
Dear Ken and Ariel: My girlfriend is awesome in every sense of the word. She’s funny, pretty, kind and considerate and gets along with my parents. My only complaint is that she gives a really lame blowjob. I mean the worst I’ve ever had. Any suggestions for how to fix this? Continue reading
Ken and Ariel are unemployed bloggers with degrees in English Lit. Naturally, they dispense sex and relationship advice. Continue reading
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