Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross
Better Orgasms. Better World.
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Betty's Vaginal Barbell |
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My Romantic Love Wars: A Sexual Memoir - EBOOK EDITION |
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Betty Dodson's Bodysex Workshop DVD |
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Betty Dodson Liberating women one orgasm at a time |
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Carlin Ross Sex, Politics & More Sex |
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Eric Amaranth Sex life coaching and neo-male perspectives. |
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Lawrence Lanoff President of Pleasure, Tantric Master. Creator of Tantra-X University. |
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Liandra Dahl Sex Documentarian |
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LilithLand Women, Sex, Culture & Relationships |
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BorderReiver Restoring My Foreskin |
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Caitlin Bovard From the bible belt to under the belt |
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Caitlin Roberts Taking Back "Slut" |
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cajun sausage Lovin' Dr. Betty since 1996! |
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Christina Cicchelli |
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Danny Wylde Male. Libra. Whore |
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Dr. Lulu History & the Material Culture of Sex |
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Emily and Ju Queer love |
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Eric Francis Astrology & Adventure |
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Jenn Parenthood. With Cursing |
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Jessica Kramer Liberating Birth |
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jexhibitionism |
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Julia Emerald Philosophy, Sex and Freedom |
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Kasini Poet. Educator. Catalyst. Mother. |
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carlisleorama |
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LesleyS Redefining my sexual self after babies. |
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Logan Levkoff sexologist, sex educator, intellisexual, author, mom |
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Marisa Black Finding room for all of me |
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Marylou Naccarato Learn how to raise your level of “Sexability” |
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Miss Dirt Sex. Yoga. Feminism |
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Palesa Art + Sex + Media + Empowerment |
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The ED Coach Pa... Helping Men Regain Their Sexuality |
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Princess What would my mother say? |
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Scout Life...Parenting...Bodysex |
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VirginMonoblogger Thought all virgins were the same? Think again. |
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WildOrchid A selfsexual, toy loving, bisexual fetishist. |
My love of the strap-on (giving or receiving) has been a bone of contention with every lesbian lover I’ve had.
Clouded by insecurities, ignorance and inability to appreciate male genitalia, my lesbian lovers often associate my passion for the strap-on to presume I wish I had a penis or that I love penetration so much, I would eventually leave them to be with a man. These highly convoluted assumptions couldn’t be further from my truth.
This morning I awoke with visions of you lying beside me. The fresh smell of your long silky hair and its beauty, draping down the curves of your back, was beyond irresistible.
I lean in, breathing you deep into me, salivating with an insatiable desire to kiss every inch of you. My hand reaches out to touch your hair, letting it flow between my fingers, exposing the sensual nape of your neck; my ultimate weakness.
I'm craving pizza something fierce but it's raining and I don’t want to go out. It's Saturday night and I decided to stay home like a good girl. I call my place and order a pie.
I just finished an hour workout; nice and steamy in my little tight Club Tattoo boy shorts and half a wife beater torn just beneath my tits and then, the doorbell rings.
Knowing it's completely inappropriate to answer the door as I am; my nipples are hard, my heart is racing, my body is glistening with perspiration and my landing strip is peeping out from my favorite boy shorts but just the thought of this exhibition made my pussy twinge. So, I headed for the door.
There isn't much that can help me unwind at the end of a week. This week was particularly grueling and I need special medicine tonight. I'm feeling nasty and want some Dr. Love! Yes, the prescription required is an injection from my dirty little Doctor. I wonder if he makes office calls too.
For years I've had a fantasy about giving head in my office. I can see me licking the head of his swollen cock while I have him helplessly lying across my desk. My pussy is swelling just from thinking about it.
Immediately, I dial his number. "Where are you? Want to get a drink?" Eagerly accepting my invitation he asks where we should meet. "Meet me at my office and we'll go from there."
How about an evening of spontaneous surrender? Come inside and let me tell you how it will unfold.
Remarkably, you give up control allowing me to plan an evening without giving you a single detail. I lure you to a private adult party where all are anxiously awaiting your arrival.
As I lead you through the door, your eyes express shock decorated with a sensual curiosity yet you permit me to take charge. I take your hand and escort you to a private dressing room - where waiting for you is a clear latex body stocking. I instruct you to put it on as I watch.
If religion and government are insistent on holding the key my vagina, they should first learn how to unlock it.
Whether you believe the origin of our existence came from an atomic phenomenon, or a God of higher power, is emphatically irrelevant. The fact of the matter remains; masturbation is the gateway to understanding and developing our coexistence as sexual primates. Masturbation is not perverted, pornographic or immoral, nor should it be considered shameful. It is inherently primal and is as vital to healthy living as nutrition.
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