Archive for the “A Foreplay On Words” Category

Oh The Places You’ll Go…

Posted on May 4th, 2011 by Samantha M.

The very first thing on Cornell’s famous “Big Red Ambition: 161 Things Every Cornellian Should Do” list is the following item:
1. Make the library into your bedroom and have sex in the stacks.
I find it interesting that fucking in the library comes before spending a summer in Ithaca (#31) and taking Intro to Wines [...]

True Life: I Lead a Secret Life On the Internet

Posted on April 27th, 2011 by Samantha M.

Does anyone remember that MTV True Life episode that chronicled the lives of people with secret Internet identities? If I remember correctly, the show featured a wannabe singer with stage fright who only felt comfortable performing via avatar on the website secondlife.com. Then there was the woman who hosted naked webcam sessions for paying users, [...]

Hot For Teacher

Posted on April 25th, 2011 by Samantha M.

For my ”Desire” class this semester we’re reading The Symposium: Plato’s infamous play about the complex, sexual nature of learning. In the play, the leading philosophers of the time (Socrates, Aristophanes, Alcibiades, etc.) gather to praise Eros and discuss the true meaning of love. As each man delivers his speech, it becomes clear that the Greek method of [...]

Having An OoPs Moment…

Posted on April 20th, 2011 by Samantha M.

Despite what we see on TV and in the movies, sex is often awkward, messy, and embarrassing. Real people don’t get the luxury of special lighting, scripts, re-takes, or a professional stylist to color-coordinate our bras and panties. Many times, sex in real-life is an improvisational, trial-and-error experiment. With so many variables to work with [...]

Classturbation

Posted on April 18th, 2011 by Samantha M.

Yesterday, at exactly 12:23 p.m., I orgasmed in the middle of my biology class.
No noises were made. No heads turned. Nobody gasped, screamed, pointed, or skipped a beat in their frantic attempt to copy intricate definitions from a dated Powerpoint. Instead, my wrinkled, balding professor continued to pontificate on the evolution of Homo sapiens, unawares [...]

F*CK…and Other Synonyms For Sex

Posted on April 13th, 2011 by Samantha M.

The English language is exemplary in its ability to beautifully, perfectly, and wholly capture, in a single word, the essence of an object, person, or act. Even more elegant than this all-encompassing lexicon are the colloquialisms we’ve created to describe seemingly ritual behavior. For example, “grabbing some grub,” or “hitting the sack” are flowery illustrations [...]

F*cking For F*ck’s Sake

Posted on April 10th, 2011 by Samantha M.

A few weeks ago, I did something I’ve never done before.
My friend Brian*, whom I’ve known for many years, came over for a much-needed hangout sesh. Between going off to school, working a part-time job, and managing his psychotic ex-girlfriend, Brian had only visited me sporadically over the last few months. He is a consistently [...]

The Elusive “O”

Posted on April 6th, 2011 by Samantha M.

Recently, I’ve been sleeping with a man I thought only existed in movies and fairy tales. Let me describe his kind: Besides having the sexual prowess of a lion in heat, these men are the world’s most selfless lovers. They will spend hours eating pussy, and fucking a woman just the way she needs to [...]

Playing Doctor

Posted on April 3rd, 2011 by Samantha M.

There’s something undeniably beautiful and empowering about a one-night-stand (ONS). Besides being an integral part of college life, ONS’s are the impetus behind frat parties, TFLN.com, thirsty Thursdays, and most importantly, my sex blog (KIDDING…sorta). The ONS is undiscriminating, unexpected, and relatively anonymous, which makes it one of the most thrilling past times for men and [...]

Decoding Girl Code

Posted on March 30th, 2011 by Samantha M.

In the world of women, there is an unspoken, unwritten law, which exists purely as a precautionary measure against violent, slanderous, or embarrassing events such as gossip, rumors, or cat-fights. This law is more ambiguous than leggings-as-pants (are they fashionable or just an excuse to look semi-naked*?) and as untraceable as regional accents (i.e.;*nekkid vs. [...]