Posts Tagged ‘Dr. Sex’

How to satisfy the man banana.

by hannah

March 19th, 2010

man-banana

Dear Dr. Sex, How does one give a really great hand job? I know I’m not the only woman (or man) wondering about this…

Ahhh…the hand job. Those of us who have received or given a great hand job know the power this change-of-pace sex act can have. Whether it happened at the happy ending massage parlor on Sunset Blvd or the turn-back-the-clock hook up night with your sex buddy, a memorable rub ‘n tug can leave a lasting impression.

A really great hand job you ask? Well…think slick, and think about four areas: the penis, balls, taint (a.k.a. perineum), and where the sun don’t shine. Remember, the head of a penis is usually more sensitive than the shaft and the underneath part of the head (frenulum) is often the most sensitive. And learn the following three positions and seven strokes…

Sleeping with your ex may be hazardous to your heart

by hannah

January 26th, 2010

Dear Dr. Sex, a recent run-in with The Ex put me on an emotional roller coaster ride. It brought back all those memories…how good things had been, how good he still looked, and how in love with him I still was. We ended up getting close; so close we almost had sex. But, should you have sex with your ex?

Oh, the situations we humans put ourselves in as animals who love, who crave connection and intimacy, and who look at life through a filter of desire and lust. It is natural for your emotions towards an ex-lover to run deep; but, let me be clear my dear Hannah: sleeping with your ex may be hazardous to your heart.

Running into your ex may have brought back all those mushy feelings of love, but remember the obsessive daydreaming, anxiety, second-guessing, empty feelings, depression, and your stomach in knots when you first broke up? You probably didn’t when that elevator jammed and The Ex took his shirt off—because your heart began to battle with your mind (and genitals) for dominance…

Building up the Bad Boys

by hannah

December 28th, 2009

Dear Dr. Sex, why is it that when we meet a potential suitor, suddenly we’re building them up to be the greatest lover in the world, or the sweetest this and the most amazing that—even if they’re a total a-hole?

Some intellectuals will go the biological route and say we go into hormonal overload when we first get down and dirty with someone, and everything from our ovaries and testes to our pituitary gland is in 5th gear. Cupid strikes, Venus rules the bedroom, and our blinders are on for the first six to nine months of dating. Our potential suitor can do no wrong (not even when he doesn’t return your call for three days) and the fact that he leaves the toilet seat up…is endearing.

My dearest Hannah, most of us have met that certain somebody that made us crazy yet calmed the emotional storm at the same time. A person that would be a better fit for a straight jacket yet we fit them into our lives whole-heartedly and unapologetically. Why? Because I believe this “blinders” phase (however hot-in-the-sack it may be) is more deeply rooted. Often times the relationship our parents have, or their multiple divorces, sends us on a quest—to fix, or mold into perfection anyone that makes us feel important, sends us a nice smile, or gives us a good fuck. We meet someone that fills a void in ourselves, which we either acknowledge or suppress, and because that special someone masks our insecurities or pain, they are “perfect”…